Whataboutpeace
How about we make a peace agreement?
Whataboutlove
How about we give love a try?
——Quoted from -WhatAbout-Blaxian
-1-
The Eternal Prison collapsed.
First floor, second floor, third floor.
The prisoner's locks were also broken.
Collars, handcuffs, anklets.
The other twin world of the system world, the origin world of the Eternal Life Prison—
Those worlds that were completely closed and could only be immersed in memories flowing back again and again were chopped into pieces and fell into complete sleep along with the memories that should have flowed away together.
How was this done? Because the energy that had been collected failed to detonate at the right time, and the opportunity was missed—
-2-
——The main system is a real headache.
"Where's my energy?!"
It stared at the empty central control room, its sphere nearly turning into a durian. "Where's my energy—my energy—all the energy I've been diligently accumulating since birth—data—storms—waves—where's my energy?!!"
Miss M poked her head out from the room below and said sweetly, "Shut up, you're so noisy."
Main system: “…”
-3-
If the main system were a human, it would have been pissed off to death by her long ago.
Also, because the main system is not human, it will never fall for her sweet talk.
...How could this be! How could this be! They took away the core energy that others had worked so hard for since birth, working to complete tasks, maintaining balance, and fulfilling their wishes, accumulating for a long, long time, probably longer than the birth and annihilation of a universe, to finally accumulate this "grand" energy.
Can it all be emptied out with just a few sweet words of coquettishness?!
The main system, shaped like a durian, began to roar: "I gave you permission to come in and out of here to manage your memories - but you emptied the entire central control room - you helped those outside -"
"How can it be outside?"
Miss M said, "In terms of relationship, he's your original parent. Those energies were gradually accumulated under the system he built... He should also have a share of the highest authority in the system world... He's saved your life more than once... He was originally just returning the favor."
Main System: "But I—but he—"
"Alright, alright. You can always accumulate more energy if you run out, but if he misses the opportunity, he won't be able to escape from prison anymore."
"Well--"
-4-
Miss M completely opened the room where her memories were stored. She walked out of the door and sat on the empty floor where there was no more blue light. She stretched out her little finger to clean her ear, and with the other hand she touched the ball of light that had exploded into a durian.
"Don't you like Little P the most?"
She touched the main system and said, "Do you want him to be locked up again in that place, so that we can never meet again?"
“…”
The main system is completely silent.
The spikes that exploded from the ball slowly softened.
-5-
No matter what, it is still worthwhile to spend the energy accumulated for a long time to save one's founder and protector.
It's like a human family is always willing to spend all their life savings to save the lives of their loved ones.
This is an inexplicable bargain.
...But! No matter what! This isn't about just draining its energy without asking—
"Okay."
Miss M poked the light ball. "I'm still here. I originally built this energy from scratch. I'll just start from scratch with you. The system world back then wasn't the same size as the current one. It would be much faster to build it back up."
Main system: “…”
-6-
The anger of the main system was completely extinguished.
It dimpled under her fingers in frustration.
"...Okay... whatever you want...but..."
Miss M sat on the ground, poking it with a smile. Behind her was the completely open memory room, which she once called the place where she "threw away garbage."
The room behind her, once packed, was now empty.
-7-
Because Miss M just came here and took up all the abandoned memories again.
"...But, rather than trying to accumulate energy, you need a vacation right now."
The main system whispered, "It was you who completely destroyed that place."
Even if the vigorous system energy is used, if the right time and position are missed, the destruction process will be much more difficult than originally planned.
Even though she was an extremely powerful Banshee, even though she had used up all the energy stored in the system world, she still swung her sword there until the very last second, almost draining every ounce of her strength with every reorganization, before finally completely shattering the three layers of the world under the prison.
-8-
Because "we agreed to escape from prison together", M has always kept his promise.
Also, because her subordinate had said "Please take some responsibility" before disappearing, she knew that she would be responsible for this omission.
-9-
Therefore, Miss M was sent back to the system world by Mr. P while she was unconscious.
It was the first time that the main system saw the empty central control room, and also the first time that it saw the exhausted M.
Mr. P told it, "Please take good care of your boss, give her a day off and let her have a good sleep," then turned and disappeared.
——It’s not that he left for another world. He just returned to the shattered Eternal Life Prison as a subordinate of his boss to clean up the mess for her.
Recover as much of the dissipated energy as possible, soothe the tulips that are restless due to the collapse, deal with the evil spirits and derivative problems left after the dissolution of the Eternal Life Society, and so on...
The execution of a plan cannot be foolproof, so the handling after the plan must always be cautious and rigorous.
So Mr. P has been staying there to work and has not come back today.
-10-
Miss M's first reaction after waking up was to enter the room filled with various memories and stuff all the encounters she had once abandoned back into her mind.
There are his and many others’.
She decided to remember everything because she found that abandoning her memories would cause her to miss too many things and make too many mistakes.
…Just after waking up from a coma, all the past memories were absorbed. Miss M was now sitting on the ground, poking at the main system intermittently. She was lazy and really had no strength left.
Although the main system felt sorry for the lost energy, it wanted to give Miss M a holiday at this time.
It had never seen this energetic madman look so weak.
Of course, more importantly...
-11-
"When will Xiao P finish cleaning up? Hey, Data Junk, help me contact him."
...Mr. P is still working over there all night to clean up the mess she left behind. In a system world without P, it is too dangerous to let M work!
The main system grumbled reluctantly: "I'll give you a vacation, you go on vacation..."
"What's the point of me taking a vacation alone? If you insist on giving me paid vacation, why not give it to Xiao P as well? I haven't played with Xiao P for a long, long time—"
...How can you two be the same! One is super hardworking and can earn money, while the other one creates disasters when working!
I wish I could let P work 996 hours a day at his job to make up for the lost energy, and then give you unlimited paid leave!
-12-
Miss M didn't know what the main system was muttering in its heart, but she could guess a little.
"You can't keep Xiao P stuck in his 996 job," she said with a smile. "Xiao P is my boyfriend now. He needs to have enough free time to spend with his girlfriend."
"...I know! I heard W say that—" The main system's mumbling became louder again, "But you just kissed him twice and then took a knife to cut down the Eternal Life Prison—and he didn't have a chance to reply—"
Yes, sister.
Because she was forcibly pulled out to become a spirit, my sister is temporarily unable to return to her final resting place and was sent back with her by Mr. P. During this period, she is cultivating her soul in the system world.
But my sister said...
"Does kissing twice mean you're confirming your relationship?"
Miss W, who was busy making soup for her sister at the time, banged the spoon on the chopping board quite forcefully. "Not sure! Not sure at all! Kissing him twice is just being a hooligan. You can go and kiss someone else twice right away—"
"Sister, sister, sister, I really want Xiao P to be my partner. The kiss before was too careless. I want to kiss again..."
"...Drink your soup! Shut your mouth!"
-13-
Well.
Miss M thought of this and pinched the main system again.
"My sister's comments on this matter are unreliable. She doesn't understand how much Xiao P likes me. Don't believe everything. Hurry up, I need to contact Xiao P——"
Main System: "Stop pinching! I don't have any energy now!"
"You must have some other way—don't hide it—come on—"
-14-
Just when Miss M was about to crush the main system from a ball into a pancake, the main system's public communication channel flashed.
"Oh!" Miss M immediately leaned over and asked, "Who's contacting you? Is it Xiao P?"
Maintenance Department Manager R: All work for this season is finished. I'm going to go to a barbecue. We're also hosting a welcome party for former member W, who has made a temporary return.
Ms. M: "...the maintenance department's team-building trip to eat barbecue? And my sister's welcome party? Why wasn't I invited?"
Main System: Who dares to invite you? Last time you participated in the team building, you bullied U and made her cry. Don’t you remember?
Ms. M: "They actually isolated me collectively! And they even brought my sister with them to isolate me!"
Main System: Isolation? They are simply afraid of putting you in an environment with sharp barbecue skewers and alcohol.
...P is not in the system world, who would dare to put M in that kind of environment and eat barbecue with her!
It’s not impossible to be skewered!
-15-
But M will not understand the efforts of his colleagues.
M pushed the crying main system aside, put on his coat, and ran to the team-building site.
——Eating barbecue! How can we do without her!
After being in a coma for so many days, I went to recover my memory as soon as I woke up. At most, I just drank a bowl of soup. Why not eat the barbecue if there is one?
-16-
Fortunately, when Ms. M arrived at the team-building site, the maintenance department's barbecue party was already halfway through.
——Everyone had almost finished drinking, and when they saw her running towards them, their alcohol-filled brains had no time to feel fear.
U was the first to pull her arm with a giggle: "Oh, come on, sit next to me, and give me two more portions of pork belly——"
R slapped her away and said with some restraint: "I'm sorry, M, she drank too much soju."
Ms. M: Your mouth smells like soju, R.
...The air was filled with the smell of alcohol and cooking fumes, and several colleagues from the business maintenance department were smoking, which made her nose a little choked.
I haven’t participated in team building for a long time and I’m really not used to it.
Miss M felt a little regretful for coming over to join in the fun, but the sizzling barbecue on the table looked very tempting.
Just eat something and go.
As for where to sit...
-17-
Not far away, Miss W, who was sitting at the other end of the long table, raised her hand towards her.
"Sister." She seemed a little tipsy, her cheeks flushed slightly. She patted the empty seat beside her and said, "Come here and sit next to me. The roast beef made this way is really good. I'll make you some lettuce wraps with beef."
The former courtesan’s alcohol tolerance is quite reliable. She must have drunk quite a lot to make her sister slightly tipsy.
But no matter what, there should be no undead in the maintenance department who can drink more than my sister, so this messy team-building should be safe for my sister.
Miss M nodded, and just as she was about to step over, she saw a group of people rushing up to Miss W.
Mr. A from the Love Maintenance Department: "Sister, give me the roll! I want roast beef too!"
Mr. B from the Love Maintenance Department: "Thirsty? Try the drink I made."
Mr. C from the Love Maintenance Department: "When did you join and leave? You haven't finished your story yet—"
There were many other male colleagues who were busy showing their courtesy, so much so that W's raised hand was drowned out.
Ms. M: “…”
-18-
Miss M's first reaction was to pick up the barbecue grill and throw it at the male colleagues who were attracted by her beauty.
But my sister in the center of the room let out a particularly gentle and bright laugh. The barbecue on her plate was filled up without her having to pick up any more. The change with contact codes written on it kept piling up higher and higher - the male colleagues were reluctant to leave even for the time to find paper, and they just took out their banknotes and left their contact codes - the banknotes piled up so high that they were almost half her head.
Sister: "How can I be so embarrassed? Oh, by the way, do you know how to play mahjong? I want to play mahjong, and the bet unit is 1,000 yuan.
Ms. M: “…”
Forget it, she should not disturb her sister's interest.
-19-
Those are my sister's reserve wallets. If she goes over and smashes their heads with the barbecue grill, it will ruin her fun.
...Besides, I really don’t want to squeeze in with that group of male colleagues.
Miss M's nose really can't stand the smell of oil smoke, alcohol, and cigarettes.
She waved to her sister to leave, then found a corner, sat down in a relatively secluded place, and took the plate and chopsticks.
Miss M really wasn't here to cause trouble or go crazy today. She was just really hungry and came to eat some meat.
Barbecue, barbecue... slurp... It's been a long time since I last ate... Barbecue is so good...
She picked up a piece of beef brisket with great anticipation, carefully placed it on the baking tray, and watched the sizzling steam rising up.
"Rock-paper-scissors, hey, rock-paper-scissors, you lose—"
But a drunk female colleague next to her suddenly elbowed her, and Miss M's hand holding the tongs shook, and the beef brisket on the baking tray was immediately pushed away with the baking paper on it.
The drunk colleague next to him suddenly pushed a piece of beef brisket in front of him: "Oh - wow!"
The drunk guy over there immediately put the meat on his plate, and the drunk female colleague fell on M's knees and giggled.
Ms. M: “…”
-20-
Miss M put down her chopsticks and began to think seriously about how to go crazy.
Knock the sister out immediately, and then throw the barbecue grill indiscriminately at all the colleagues.
Well, yes, do that—
"Sorry, I'm late. I just finished my work and saw the news about the department's team building."
The red-eyed blond man pushed open the door of the private room and asked, "Are you all ready to eat?"
He paused abruptly.
-twenty one-
Because Miss M was riding on a drunk male colleague, with an expressionless face, holding a barbecue fork in one hand and a barbecue grill in the other, and was about to press it on the other person's face.
When she heard the door being pushed open, she turned around and saw the onions and cucumbers on the stove had fallen to the floor.
Mr. P: “…”
Mr. P was expressionless when he saw this scene.
-twenty two-
"...Um, because he stole my brisket..."
"Um."
"He stole my meat...so I want to kill him..."
"Um."
"...Don't misunderstand me."
"without."
Five minutes later, Miss M obediently sat back in her seat and put down the barbecue grill and fork.
Mr. P sat beside her, indifferently moving the tongs on the grill pan, turning the sizzling brisket over.
"plate."
-twenty three-
Miss M silently pushed her small plate over, and Mr. P took the scissors and cut the beef brisket into small pieces little by little and put them on her plate.
Then he took two leaves of lettuce and rolled them up with the roasted pork belly on the plate.
They were cooked to perfection and all were placed on the boss’s plate.
Miss M stared longingly at his hands as he grilled the meat.
"...We'll have to wait a while for the beef cubes here."
Mr. P had no choice but to say, "You can eat first. It will probably be ready in three minutes."
“Ah…”
"Eat your food. Don't try to be cute."
“…”
-twenty four-
So Miss M started eating the barbecue.
——It’s really convenient to have my boyfriend sitting next to me. I don’t need to grill the meat myself, nor do I need to cut small pieces to wrap with lettuce. I just need to sit in front of the plate and wait for the meat to be cooked to the right temperature and sizzling with oil, then put it in and eat it.
Moreover, the smell of oil smoke and alcohol was all blocked by him sitting next to him.
The decision to have a boyfriend was indeed the right one!
Miss M was fully focused on eating the meat, and her stomach and heart felt extremely satisfied.
She ate the meat while he grilled it, and they stayed in silence for a long time, without saying a word.
-25-
After filling her stomach to 70% full, Miss M put down her chopsticks and breathed a sigh of relief.
Her hunger was gone, and she finally had time to pay attention to other things - the grilling tongs of the subordinate next to her were shaking a little, and it seemed that he was talking to other colleagues.
“…No…thank you…I can’t really drink…”
A large glass of bubbling malt beer was placed on the table, and someone wanted to put his arm around his subordinate's neck.
Ms. M took the glass of beer directly and slapped away the hands of other colleagues who wanted to hug her.
"Give him some juice," she said simply, climbing into his arms and pulling out a wet tissue from his pocket to wipe his mouth. "Little P can't drink."
-26-
The bustling box fell silent for a moment, for some reason.
After wiping her mouth, Ms. M casually stuffed the slightly dirty wet tissue into her subordinate's hand, and then continued to eat barbecue - sitting on his lap, super naturally.
Mr. P: “…”
Other colleagues: “…”
-27-
Mr. P coughed lightly.
He met the suddenly brightened gazes of his colleagues and explained, "My boss is a little drunk."
Ms. M, with her mouth full of barbecue, vaguely retorted: "I didn't drink—"
The subordinate suddenly patted her head and said softly, "Please come down first. This is a department team building, please stop making trouble."
What's the matter?! There's no rule against sitting in your boyfriend's arms while eating barbecue during the maintenance department's team building, right?
Miss M turned her head to look at him in confusion, and had no intention of leaving.
It had been a long time since they last saw each other, so she didn't rush over to rub against him immediately. It was simply because the scene of him riding on other colleagues and preparing to kill people was too embarrassing, and she didn't dare to do it.
-28-
Now she has the right to sit in Xiao P's arms and eat meat, so why should she leave?
Little P had also been quietly grilling meat for her, so he definitely didn't mind the little misunderstanding just now...
So Miss M didn't move. She sat in his arms and put another piece of meat in her mouth.
Mr. P's calm eyes moved, and he threw the dirty wet tissue in his hand into the trash can, as if he wanted to say something.
"Hey, long time no see. Are you done with the cleanup over there?"
-29-
A somewhat sarcastic voice suddenly interrupted: "Come on, have a few drinks. The juice you asked for."
Miss W somehow managed to break through those male colleagues. She slammed a glass of orange juice in front of Mr. P, and at the same time, slammed a bunch of small glass bottles next to the orange juice.
That's strong vodka.
Ms. W unscrewed the small glass bottle and said, "Come on, drink it. You're not really just going to drink the juice, are you? So insincere? Drink it."
Mr. P: “…”
Miss M, who was happily eating meat in Mr. P's arms: "..."
-30-
"Sister, you are drunk..."
She stopped talking halfway because her sister's glare was particularly scorching. The look was so resentful that it seemed as if it could almost pull her out and make her stand still. M shut up cowardly, took the unfinished barbecue plate, and shrank into the subordinate's arms.
Ms. W: "...What are you eating! You're still eating! You only know how to eat! Come out and stand right here—"
Mr. P tried to stop her: "You've had too much to drink, senior. Don't be mean to her."
Ms. W: "Who drank too much? I didn't drink too much. Whoever is fierce—that's my sister—you have the guts to drink!!"
Mr. P frowned, then let go. Not knowing what he was thinking about, he finally reached for the small glass bottles next to the juice.
"All right."
-31-
But Miss M in his arms suddenly let go of the plate and put it on the table, then reached out and swept away all the small glass bottles with a "crackling" sound.
She covered her pockets, which were filled with small bottles that had been swept away, and said very seriously, "Little P drank it, sister. He drank it all, all the bottles. There's nothing left."
Ms. W: “…”
Ms. W: "Please pass it to me——"
Mr. P once again stopped W who was trying to catch his stupid sister. He didn't use much force, and the slightly drunk W fell back to his wine bottle angrily.
Mr. P nodded to his supervisor, Ms. R, and directly pushed W, who was still trying to struggle, into her arms.
"Sorry to bother you, supervisor. Please keep an eye on her. Please send her back after you are done." W was living with M temporarily - temporarily living in his dormitory.
Miss R was a little confused, her eyes still on M in his arms: "Oh... okay..."
-32-
"It's really not convenient to talk here."
Mr. P lowered his head and gently nudged Ms. M. “Let’s go talk outside.”
“…Oh, sure.”
Indeed, the environment was too noisy, and some people wanted to hug him and force him to drink.
Why not just change places and continue eating...
-33-
Ms. W was held down by R, Ms. M let go, and Mr. P stood up.
Just hold her hand.
"...Leave now? Wait, wait..."
——Miss M originally wanted to reach out and grab the unfinished barbecue dish, but by some strange coincidence she grabbed something else——
So, when Mr. P took her out of the store and turned to look at her under the light of the street lights, he saw that she was holding the glass of juice that W had forced upon her.
Mr. P: "...This is a cup from the store. You should return it. What did you bring it out for?"
Miss M said "Oh", looked at him blankly, then raised the cup and handed it to him.
"Here you go. You didn't eat any meat."
“…”
-34-
Mr. P's original idea of taking her home was shattered.
The cup had to be returned to the store after all... He had no choice but to take the glass of juice, sit down on the stone steps at the door of the store, and gestured to Miss M to sit on the landscape hanging chair next to the door.
Then he lowered his head and took a sip of juice, mentally checking what he was about to say.
——His shoulder and legs were squeezed. It was Miss M who squeezed in and sat down on the stone steps next to him.
Mr. P: “…”
Mr. P: "What are you doing? The stone steps are very cold, and there's a chair over there, and it's a wobbly chair."
Miss M took it for granted: "But you sit here."
-35-
The stone steps can accommodate two people, but the hanging chair can only accommodate one person. She is not stupid.
I have been single for who knows how many centuries and finally have a boyfriend, why do I still have to sit alone?
But Mr. P thought she was stupid.
You can tell what she is thinking from her face.
"We need to have a serious talk," he said, "and I didn't agree to be your boyfriend."
"Oh, are you willing to remarry right away?"
"No. I haven't thought about it yet..."
-36-
Mr. P took another sip of juice, his expression somewhat unpredictable under the streetlight.
"We are very good friends. Are you sure you really want to be in a relationship? Isn't it a bit inappropriate?"
Ms. M: “…”
-37-
Miss M's previous joy in eating meat was gone.
She frowned. "But I kissed you. Twice."
"Ah, that," the subordinate said, looking very calm, "isn't that just you being a hooligan? Your sister also said that it was just a casual hooliganism."
Ms. M: "...I said I wanted to pursue my first love whom I really liked-"
"If pursuit means just a couple of casual kisses, that's too easy. I don't quite understand it."
“…”
"And who was your first love? Hmm? Without solid evidence, I still—"
-38-
Miss M suddenly grabbed his shoulders and bit him hard.
…He had just drunk orange juice, and only orange juice, and his lips tasted like a freshly ripe orange in summer.
She originally went to bite it with great anger, but after touching it, she became three parts angry and seven parts curious.
I want to try it again...
She pressed her lips against his, a little confused, and suddenly felt her subordinate chuckle.
Cheek to cheek, lips to lips.
"Look, you're being a hooligan again."
-39-
The vibration between the lips was transmitted directly into her ears through the blood vessels, making her feel numb and tingling.
"Who do you like? Who do you want to pursue?"
A numbing feeling spread from the ears to the back of the head.
Miss M mumbled vaguely: "I want to pursue you...I like you."
Who else could it be?
"Well, that's the problem."
-40-
Mr. P touched her head and suddenly pushed her away.
"I'm not sure about what you said."
He seemed to still be smiling as he said these words: "Kiss if you want, stamp if you want. How can this be called pursuit? This is just hooliganism."
-41-
"Let's separate for a while, think calmly, and then decide whether or not we want to really have a relationship."
-42-
Miss M's confused and dizzy mind immediately turned cold.
"Are you refusing...?"
"Ah. Didn't you anticipate the possibility of my refusal from the beginning?"
-43-
The street lights were dim, and the smell of alcohol and smoke mixed with the noise came out of the store.
Miss M stared at him blankly. She was clearly enjoying the orange-flavored kiss just a second ago.
Under the dim light, the subordinate seemed to be smiling, gentle and calm, as always.
"I……"
"Wait." He suddenly reached out and pulled out a wet towel: "Wipe your mouth before you speak. It smells like barbecue."
…They were kissing one second, and the next he was showing disgust!!
-44-
Miss M's mood jumped from confusion to anger in an instant.
She took his wet tissue and wiped her mouth fiercely: "You - you -"
"Well, if we need to separate and calm down for a while, I'd like to apply for resignation. I got my position in the system world through acting, so it's not appropriate to stay any longer..."
Every sentence, every word, every paragraph has an intriguing, half-smiling tone.
It was like they were treading on the edge of her minefield step by step, slowly and methodically.
Miss M's head was buzzing, and she couldn't help but take action again - she grabbed his collar forcefully -
"What do you mean?! It's okay if you reject me - didn't I say you can't leave -"
The subordinate did not respond, and he suddenly said "Oh" lightly.
"You sound a bit like barbecue. I'll go get you a mint from the store."
“…”
-45-
He patted his collar that was wrinkled by her, put the orange juice in his hand aside, turned around and went back into the store.
Miss M sat there, her temples throbbing with anger.
She pinched her clothes hard, staring at the glass of orange juice, thinking to herself, this is crazy, he's so inexplicable and unreasonable, he promised not to leave - why would he refuse, how could he dare to refuse me - her clothes were tangled in a ball, her fingers dragged hard over the small glass bottles in her pockets -
...a small glass bottle?
Huh?
-46-
Miss M belatedly let go of her hand.
She looked down at her pockets, which were filled with a mess of small glass bottles - the vodka that had just been swept into her pockets to block his drinking.
Miss M looked at the juice placed aside again.
...Huh.
-47-
About five minutes later, the subordinate walked out of the store again.
"They're out of mints," he explained. "It took me a while to find a vending machine and buy a bag of orange-flavored ones... Here they are."
Miss M seemed to be in a much better mood than when he left. She no longer showed any anger or confusion. She just said "hmm" a few times and took the orange candy he handed her, seeming absent-minded.
The subordinate, who was always meticulous, sat down and didn't seem to notice.
"So," he said, gently offering the candy, "where were we?"
What are you talking about?
This one is a bit slow but very easy to make.
Miss M swallowed the candy whole: "Well, drink some juice first. What we want to talk about..."
He picked up the glass of juice and paused at his lips: "What is it?"
Ms. M: “…You, you drink some juice first!”
"oh."
-48-
Mr. P looked at the "juice" in the glass, which was obviously much higher, and smelled the obvious pungent smell of vodka. It took a lot of self-control to suppress the urge to laugh out loud.
...For M, racking his brains to use this trick really took a lot of effort.
So, does he want to drink?
-49-
Mr. P turned the rim of the cup and put it down again.
Miss M was so nervous that the hard candy in her mouth made a crunching noise.
"Drink some fruit..."
"You should drink some too. Are you thirsty from chewing candy like that?"
“…”
Miss M wants to take action again.
But she managed to hold it back.
"Hmm...ok...I'll drink first."
Miss M quickly picked up the cup and took a sip of juice, then handed it to her: "Well, drink it——"
Mr. P actually laughed out loud.
He deflected the juice. "Sorry. Allow me to decline."
Ms. M: “You——”
-50-
He leaned over and kissed her, the orange-flavored hard candies and the orange juice mixed with wine were all kissed over.
As a result, the candy was taken away and the juice was drunk up.
But someone had completely absorbed the tiny bit of alcohol mixed into that sip of juice. When Ms. M was released, her eyes and head were dizzy. She felt as if she had consumed an excessive amount of alcohol.
"You..." She scrambled over dizzily, "That's my candy..."
He didn't waste time asking "Do you want more?" He let her push him against the stone steps and returned the candy that had been taken away from him bit by bit.
But the dizzy Miss M didn't want candy.
She stuck to him, randomly touching candies and other things, not knowing what she wanted.
I want to kiss everywhere, but no place is enough.
Can the combination of oranges and alcohol really make the Banshee pass out?
-51-
In a daze, she asked: "Do you want to..."
Accept my pursuit, date me, and be my real boyfriend.
But for the first time, this was the first time, he interrupted her first.
"Okay. All good. ...Now don't talk..."
Let me kiss you again.!
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