I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 142 I want you to hold my hand!
The first dinner of the New Year's party doesn't last long.

Because according to convention, after this luxurious buffet, there is a second one, and that is when everyone can really let go and drink to their heart's content.

However, before that happened, some people had already gotten drunk.

Hane Shion half-opened her eyes, and her walking and talking became dazed.

Sakurai asked: "Didn't you notice that this juice is different from other juices?"

"I've never drunk alcohol. How should I know? Aren't you drinking too?"

Hanase Shion started to stutter as she spoke.

In Japan, the control of alcoholic beverages for minors is relatively strict. Although there are many bad boys and girls, they are still able to smoke, drink and perm their hair.

Hanase Shion is obviously not that kind of bad boy or girl.

Therefore, for someone like her who had never drunk alcohol, it was a bit surprising that she couldn't taste the alcohol in this drink, which had an alcohol content of only about 3% and most of the flavor came from sweet fruit juice.

But the harder it is to drink, the easier it is to overdrink. Hane Shion has been excited and nervous today. When she thinks about it, she has really poured a lot of this stuff into her mouth.

".As for me, people can't be generalized. I can't get drunk from this kind of stuff." Sakurai Itsuki said. This kind of drink with a lower alcohol content than beer was not difficult for him to drink.

Upon hearing this, Hanase Shion's competitive spirit inexplicably surfaced: "I can't get drunk either! If you don't believe me, just look at me. I can still walk in a straight line."

As she spoke, Hane Shion took two steps forward, swaying slightly like a penguin.

Seeing this, Sakurai Itsuki thought to himself, it's over.

When the first person starts saying that he can draw a straight line, that is basically what the situation is. All I can say is that those who understand will understand.

Sakurai Itsuki quickly grabbed her wrist and asked again, "Are you really alone in Tokyo today?"

Hanase Shion turned around and looked at Sakurai Itsuki, half-closed her eyes and pursed her lips: "So what? You don't plan to celebrate New Year's Eve with me."

Under the influence of alcohol, I always feel that she is becoming more and more bold in her words.

When Sakurai Itsuki heard this, his heart finally settled down.

I'm in trouble with her again.

"Is she okay?" After just finishing a brief chat with her colleagues, Shinkawa Aimi turned around and noticed that something seemed to be wrong with Hanase Shion.

"I think I drank the wrong thing. I think I got a little drunk." Sakurai Itsuki pulled her back from her daze. "Let's not go to the second game. We've already said hello. We're still minors."

"Well, but is she okay?" Shinkawa Aimi asked worriedly.

Sakurai Tree said helplessly: "It's okay, I'll take care of her."

He couldn't just leave a young lady who got drunk for the first time alone in a rented house in Tokyo, right?
Who knows if she will do something dangerous. If she does something cruel like traveling to another world, who will help him draw comics?

"Well, that's fine. I'll leave it to you then. If you have anything, you must contact me."

Shinkawa Ai nodded. Although Sakurai Itsuki was only seventeen years old and his behavior and personality were sometimes quite bad, like a beast, he was still quite reliable in serious matters.

But seeing Sakurai Itsuki holding the young lady's hand, Shinkawa Aimi joked again, "You can take care of her, but don't overdo it. You still need to be more careful after drinking."

"Your thinking is no different from that of a greasy middle-aged man." Sakurai Itsuki fought back.

Meanwhile, Hanase Shion, whose CPU was noticeably lagging, suddenly shook off her wrist, which was being held by Sakurai Itsuki. "I don't need any help, I'm fine."

She was like a high-ping player with thousands of delays, and was still stuck in the past of several conversations.

"Let's go, we're going home."

Sakurai Itsuki helplessly pulled Hanase Shion out.

Even though her mind was no longer able to make her own decisions, Hanase Shion was still being pulled away by Sakurai Itsuki while politely saying goodbye to the people behind her: "B-Bye, I wish you all a happy new year and have fun."

Hane Shion followed Sakurai Itsuki out of the venue. As soon as she was out, the wind at the end of December blew, and she seemed to finally wake up a little.

Looking at the hand that was pulling her wrist, she tilted her head.

Go home? Let's go home? Go home together?
Hanase Shion asked, "Whose home are we going back to?"

"My house, whose house else could it be? Your house is too inconvenient." Sakurai Itsuki replied.

Although Sakurai Itsuki had stayed at Hanase Shion's house before and knew the location, it was inconvenient to take care of a drunk man in someone else's house.

And I have to go home and cook dumplings to deal with someone.

Just now, Sato Wakaba had sent him several messages, saying that she had started to make preparations, and urged and asked him when the banquet would end.

It's impossible that he would be at Hanase Shion's house late at night when Sato Wakaba called him, right?
That feeling cannot be appeased by one or two cakes.

"Oh, go back to your house, okay hehe no, no, no."

Upon hearing this, Hane Shion laughed foolishly at first, then she realized what was happening and started shaking her head like a rattle.

"I, I won't go home with you. It's too early. Ah. I'm fine. I can go back by myself."

Under the influence of alcohol, even Hane Shion's shyness became much duller.

Hane Shion, who still retained a little bit of rationality, thought with her not-so-clear mind: Isn't it too early to go to his house so late at night?
So she shook off the wrist that was held by Sakurai Itsuki and said coquettishly, "Let go of me!" Sakurai Itsuki let go of her wrist and turned back to pick up the luggage.

Seeing Sakurai Jūma loosen his wrist, Hane Shion pursed her lips in displeasure again.

He turned around angrily and took several steps forward with force.

Then he turned around, as if to prove to Sakurai Itsuki that he could walk in a straight line.

"See, I told you I'm fine!"

Hane Shion spoke loudly, but she felt troubled and uncomfortable in her heart.

"You don't feel a bit cold, do you? Forgot something?"

Sakurai Itsuki first put on his down jacket, and then picked up the luggage that the two had stored at the luggage storage room.

"Well, it seems so. Why is it so cold?" Hane Shion shrank her neck and shivered, a little bit of confusion appearing on her pretty face.

Sakurai Itsuki walked forward and put the windbreaker she had worn on her. "No matter what you prove to me now, I won't let you go tonight. Don't worry, I'm not you. I won't force anyone to have sex with me."

"Oh, you're so annoying." Hane Shion felt the warmth coming from the windbreaker and muttered with her head down.

Although she was reluctant, her reluctance was obviously not out of disgust, so she did not resist too much.

"Okay, I've been annoying you for a long time now. Let me hold your hand and go."

Sakurai Itsuki reached out to the confused girl who looked stunningly beautiful tonight and gently grasped her wrist again.

When Hane Shion looked at the hand that was holding her wrist again, she suddenly frowned and shook off Sakurai Itsuki's hand again.

This surprised Sakurai Itsuki.

This is unscientific. What's going on?

Sakurai Itsuki reached out again to grab Hane Shion's hand, but Hane Shion quickly took two steps back again.

"You know my house is quite big, we don't need to live in the same room." Sakurai Itsuki thought she still misunderstood that he was trying to trick her into bed, so he explained again, "Okay, give me your hand. You're wearing high heels and there's frost on the ground. If I don't hold your hand, it will hurt if you twist it."

Last time, Yuki Mizuno sprained her foot and it took her more than half a month to fully recover.

In this situation, it was impossible for Sakurai Itsuki to take out the shoes and socks from the bag and help her change them.

There are so many people in the venue, all of them are seniors and people from publishing houses. It would be a bit too embarrassing.

Hane Shion nodded and extended her hand again.

Sakurai Itsuki held her wrist again.

When Hane Shion saw this, she frowned instantly and angrily shook off Sakurai Itsuki's hand.

Then, Hanase Shion put the hand she had just shaken off back in front of Sakurai Itsuki and opened her palm: "That's not holding hands!"

"No." Sakurai Itsuki was a little confused.

"I want you to hold my hand!" Under the influence of alcohol, Hane Shion stomped her feet like a spoiled child and urged in dissatisfaction.

In the distance, a group of seniors came out of the venue and looked sideways at Hane Shion's high-pitched urging voice.

Now even Sakurai Itsuki felt a little embarrassed.

Another gust of cold wind blew, and Hane Shion, who was barefoot and wearing high heels, shivered slightly again with her hand still stretched out.

Sakurai Itsuki felt that he couldn't stay like this any longer, so he quickly extended his hand again.

This time he didn't hold her wrist, but held her palm tightly.

This time, Hane Shion did not shake off Sakurai Itsuki's hand.

"Hehehe." She grinned brightly at Sakurai Itsuki who had finally solved the problem successfully, with a look of satisfaction on her face.

Sakurai Itsuki looked at her innocent and brilliant smile and thought to himself, how strange.

In the past, even if she was happy, she would try hard to hide her expression. Although it was easy to understand her after getting to know her for a long time, she would never be so straightforward and unpretentious.

What's even more unfamiliar is that she is so stubborn and awkward that she would never do something like forcing me to hold her hand.

Alcohol is really powerful. It turned her into a different person.

No, or rather, this is her true nature that she doesn't usually show?
Sakurai Itsuki turned around and looked at the group of seniors who were looking at him. He nodded quickly and said goodbye. Then he quickly took Hanase Shion's hand and pulled her into the car.

But what Hanase Shion was considering was much simpler.

She just needed to feel the warmth from her palms and stare at his face intently.

This made the group of middle-aged seniors behind sigh, "Oh, youth."

"This guy really won everything. Not only did he make money, but he also got such a beautiful girl. I almost want to call him a beast, hahahaha."

Ai Shinkawa, who knew everything, listened to the jokes of her seniors and thought to herself, one?
Haha, you really underestimate this beast.

(End of this chapter)