You say this is a love game?

Yoshiko Satori was trembling.

The apartment was filled with the smell of alcohol. The loli mother had nowhere to stay. When she was just released, she asked the two of them for some peanuts to eat. Now she was huddled in a corner timidly. Looking at Mizutani Makoto, she couldn't help but feel a deep fear of "alcohol".

What kind of person is the eldest brother?

He was never beaten so badly even when he was fighting against the Guhuo Bird!

"I can't drink anymore! Give it back to me..."

Miyamizu Inaba's eyes were also rolling in circles at this moment.

She and Shuten shared the same senses. Shuten was actually quite drunk now, but he really enjoyed the feeling of being drunk, and even felt that it was a kind of blissful enjoyment, so she deliberately maintained a semi-dizzy state and continued to pour wine into her mouth like crazy.

But for Miyamizu Inaba, this was a great torture.

Shuten is drunk, and she is drunk too!

In other words, Shuten was still holding on at the front desk. If it was Miyami Inaba who went up, she probably wouldn't even need to drink. She would have succumbed to her inner fatigue and drunkenness in the next second, fallen headfirst, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Are you making noise?"

"Are you making noise again?"

"Hahahaha, come to think of it, didn't we discuss something before? Hahaha~!"

Shuten, this guy, is already drunk.

Miyamizu Inaba was completely drunk. She had lost all sense of crisis at the moment and didn't even know how to respond to Shuten's words. She was in a completely half-conscious state. Even if you poked her, she might not react.

Shuten, this time one demon kills two people.

Relying on alcohol, he defeated two killing gods, one big and one small, Mizutani Makoto and Miyamizu Inaba.

But, it’s not enough!

Last time, Miyamizu Inaba laughed at her.

“Hahahaha~!”

Shuten suddenly leaned closer and gently stroked Mizutani Makoto's chin with his fingers, as if he was teasing a decent woman.

“Hey hey hey!!”

Satori Yoshiko suddenly stood up and stopped her excitedly, "No! Sister, what are you doing?"

But when Shuten turned around, he had the ugly look of a completely drunkard on his face. He even raised his glass towards the super petite mother who was only about 1.2 meters tall and said with a smile: "Do you want to drink?"

"..."

Yoshiko Satori sat down again.

are you crazy?

I'm only seven years old, and you don't even let me go?

I am speechless.

Satori Yoshiko now has a very bad impression of Miyamizu Inaba, such a drunkard who goes crazy after drinking... Big brother must never get so close to such an indecent girl!

"Humph~"

The Ghost King made a teasing nasal sound.

She turned her head again, and when she opened her mouth, she was drunk and smelled of alcohol, but there was also a slightly sweet smell in the alcohol, which made Mizutani Makoto a little dazed.

"Senior... do you know?"

"I'm quite optimistic about you... No, I should say I really like you. You have such a great personality. It would have been great if we had met earlier. Maybe..."

Maybe, she would have had a friend who could drink?

Hahahaha! The more likely possibility is that it was Mizutani Makoto who came to Oeyama with a knife to chop her up, hahaha!

Shuten didn't care about all that. As long as she conveyed the meaning of her words, it was fine. She was indeed optimistic about this chivalrous young man. As for the fact that Mizutani Makoto's pupils slightly focused after hearing these words, as if he was forcing himself to be energetic, it was not within her consideration.

The words fell.

She grabbed Mizutani Makoto's collar and kissed him fiercely.

Satori Yoshiko: "?"

Chidori: "?"

Mizutani Makoto/Miyamizu Inaba: "......?"

Mizutani Makoto's brain was still confused and felt like it was about to split apart, but at this moment he suddenly woke up... Damn it, he was frightened awake at this moment!

Miyamizu Inaba also had the same reaction as him.

Mizutani Makoto's brain froze instantly, and Miyamizu Inawa was also stunned.

Shuten, you are worthy of being the King of Demons.

With his own strength, and spending only a few hundred bottles of beer, he successfully crushed the unwavering Taoism of a certain top-notch exorcist and a certain half-demon exorcist.

"Hah... huh?"

Mizutani Makoto just took a breath, and the nasal sound seemed to convey confusion, but he only hummed half of it.

The next moment, before he could react, the warmth and sweetness on his lips suddenly pressed down on him, blocking his lips so much that he could only make a "Hmm?" sound.

Miyamizu Inaba: Groundhog Scream JPG.

As one of the most direct victims, she felt it very clearly: the touch, the breath, and the strong, lingering smell of alcohol between their lips and teeth...

The intoxicating smell seemed to cover up the entire scene in front of him as a hazy dream.

Mizutani Makoto didn't know what this feeling was.

It’s not like he hasn’t kissed someone of the opposite sex before.

However, this is the first time I have experienced such fiery passion.

Her movements were bold and direct, she kissed him without reservation, as if she wanted to pour all the joy and freedom of the night into this kiss.

He was stunned.

He didn't push her away, or rather, when he subconsciously wanted to push her away, he found that his limbs were sore and weak, and a strong sense of drunkenness continued to surge into his heart, which pushed him into the abyss of intoxication after the shock. He was dazed and was pushed to the ground by Shuten. The girl pressed him and bit him for a long time, until Mizutani Makoto had lost his voice and Miyamizu Inaba was no longer making any sound. Then she sat up shakily, sat on his legs, and continued to hold the wine glass, slamming it on the table.

"Call out your Shikigami too, so we can drink together!"

She wasn't saying this to Mizutani Makoto.

Yoshiko Satori lowered her head and curled up in the corner like an ostrich.

Only a figure with fluttering silver hair floated out from the suddenly appeared large sword, landed in front of the table, and snatched the wine glass that Mizutani Makoto had just drunk. The two of them clinked their glasses. Chidori glared at Shuten in anger, but Shuten just laughed and said loudly:

"Drink! If you make me drunk, I'll admit my mistake!"

"Otherwise, I won't regret kissing him!"

Let’s drink and sing, what is life like?

For example, the morning dew has a lot of suffering.

Generosity should be regarded as generosity, unforgettable worry.

How to relieve worries?Only Dukang.

Chapter 143: The battle lasted until dawn and the inventory task of the girl's lament of the Gyouhuo Bird was settled.

The next day, afternoon.

The hoarse and penetrating cries of crows could be heard outside the window. Eight crows had been standing guard outside all night, watching this group of people drinking from dusk to dawn, watching them showing off from dawn to noon, and then watching this group of people order a takeout at noon and continue to drink.

Crow: Poet of Meiyi Pavilion.

Raven: Poet holds.

Can a person really finish those ten or so boxes of wine?

To give a brief account of the normal process, the girl who looked like a good girl was killing everyone.

Who would have thought?

She drank Mizutani Makoto and Chidori all by herself!

Makoto Mizutani collapsed in the middle of the night and relied entirely on Chidori and Shuten to survive until seven o'clock in the morning. Yoshiko Satori tremblingly took Makoto Mizutani's phone to help him ask for another day off, and Shuten followed suit to finish the campus branch, then took Miyamizu Inaba's phone to order another big meal, starting the second half.

What a waste of time! Don’t spoil the fun, just keep drinking!

Chidori ultimately stopped at the second half of the drinking game. The silver-haired, purple-eyed sword spirit girl's eyes spun around as she collapsed onto Mizutani Makoto, losing consciousness.

Shuten was still not satisfied. He turned his head to look at the seven-year-old mother and felt it was boring. It was impossible for him to really drag Kako over to force her to drink, so he forcibly pulled Mizutani Makoto up from the ground and used some blood-related methods to make him go from a completely drunk state to a half-drunk and half-awake state. Then he dragged Mizutani Makoto, who had not yet come to his senses, to start the second round of battle.

Mizutani Makoto was drunk three times until the weather gradually warmed up and the scorching sun at one o'clock in the afternoon shone on the floor. Only then was all the alcohol here finished, leaving only beer bottles on the floor.

And Shuten, the Demon King, finally tugged at his collar and, under the cool breeze of the air conditioner, pulled off his sweaty coat. Wearing only the girl's solid-colored underwear, he leaned against Mizutani Makoto and fell asleep.

In response to this, Satori Yoshiko's expression was one of despair.

Her silly...big brother! He already has a potential girlfriend!

Before, she looked at Mai Yajima with a critical eye, but now she has no opinion about Mai Yajima at all.

Sister Mai is an excellent cook, and her feminine and wifely powers are almost at their peak. She is lively, cute, and full of energy. She also loves her older brother very much... She is simply an ideal daughter-in-law. No matter what kind of evil mother-in-law she is, she will be satisfied after seeing her!

Look at this drunkard in front of you!

Isn't this just a drunkard? He's drunk and acting crazy here!

Is there any point in comparing?

Get away from my big brother right now!

But she couldn't do anything.

Chidori was torn off and thrown aside. The Soul Sword Girl had been drunk for most of the day and still hadn't recovered. What could a mere Zashiki-warashi girl do? Wasn't she just supposed to watch this drunkard take off his clothes and defile her big brother's innocence?

She also had to worry about whether the air conditioner would be too cold and give them a cold... She kindly adjusted the temperature for Shuten to a comfortable 25℃.

And then, and then, and then…looking at these two people huddled together, I couldn’t help but feel sad and grieved silently.

Sister Mai, where are you?

There are cows here!

The afternoon sun filtered into the room through the curtains, and the slanting rays of light adjusted their angles as the sun moved, eventually shining the golden, warm light of the setting sun on the messy floor. Empty wine jugs lay scattered on the ground, and leftovers from last night and lunch were still on the table.

The air inside the room was slightly cool, mixed with a very strong smell of alcohol, which showed no sign of dissipating. Empty wine cans and even bottles were piled up on the floor, and the glass reflected the boy's silence after last night's revelry.

Mizutani Makoto finally woke up slowly.

He slowly opened his eyes, his head ached, his throat was dry as if it had been sandpapered, and the corners of his mouth were as dry as a traveler who was dehydrated in the desert.

"What's wrong with me……"

So sad.

It was more difficult than fighting with the Guhuo Bird. The worst thing was that my head was splitting with pain and all the scenery in front of my eyes was blurry.

He tried to recall what happened last night, and the memories emerged intermittently like fragments. There was the sound of beer glasses clinking, laughter, the unbridled smile of "Miyamizu Inaba", and... and that sudden kiss.

……kiss?

Mizutani Makoto suddenly froze.

Those scenes and those laughs still seem to be ringing in my ears.

He rubbed his temples, only to feel a headache as painful as if he had been executed by Miss JK's battle axe. It took him several seconds to suppress the chaotic scene... He was about to move when he found a warm mass pressing on his chest.

Look down.

Then he saw her - Miyamizu Inaba.

The girl was lying quietly on him, sleeping soundly, as if the whole world had nothing to do with her.

This girl, her brush-like eyelashes trembled slightly, cutting out tiny shadows in the warm light, her face was flushed with drunken pink, as if she had not yet recovered from the carnival-like drunkenness.

Her skin was as translucent as porcelain, and the tip of her nose rested lightly on his collarbone. Every breath she took felt like a feather brushing against his skin, gentle, even, and warm. Her arms were wrapped around him, and she lay on his chest like a child, breathing steady and soft, with a silly smile on her face, as if she were immersed in a beautiful dream.

"..."

Did he do something wrong?

"..."