Liqun is a good place that has been passed down by word of mouth among regular customers. It not only has a small parking lot, but also has a private environment and delicious food.
The izakaya has an open bar, booths separated by red curtains, and private rooms for entertaining guests.
Chizuru Shiraishi pushed the door open with his head lowered, wearing a mask and a peaked cap that he had obtained from Keisuke Aoi.
"Welcome~!"
"Ah, is this a modern izakaya? It's amazing! There seem to be a lot of people nearby watching you." Hanako reminded quietly beside her.
It's okay! Chizuru!
The female doctor cheered herself up and rehearsed it many times before coming in.
"Open a booth for me...ah, I can choose the location myself."
"Please follow me!" The waiter immediately directed her to go inside.
There are not many customers in the store now. Firstly, today is a working day, and secondly, it is not yet time for those working overtime to get off work.
Shiraishi Chizuru deliberately walked around to observe the place where Tsukishima often sat. Sure enough, he saw the uniform Tsukishima was wearing today at a corner. Although the curtain blocked his face, those two iconic and unconventional big breasts were visible.
You can’t deceive Chizuru Shiraishi’s eyes.
It should be said that this heavy sin is also due to her personal cultivation.
Victim√
Where is that guy Kamamatsu Saburo?
Chizuru Shiraishi didn't dare to look around, so she asked her substitute Hanako to look for her.
"I found it~ It's right over the bar on the left!"
"I'll choose this booth." Chizuru Shiraishi remained calm and chose a booth not far from Tsukishima, where he could still peek into the bar.
"Okay!" The waiter finished the registration and handed over a tablet: "You can order wine and food directly from here."
"Thank you."
Shiraishi Chizuru's heart was beating wildly. When she finally sneaked in, she let out a long sigh of relief.
I didn't dare to drink too much, so I just ordered a glass of iced low-alcohol lemon cocktail...I completely forgot who was waiting to drive.
Hanako was wandering around in the izakaya by herself. Everywhere she went, it was as if the air conditioner suddenly came on, making her shiver with cold.
If Chizuru Shiraishi hadn't allowed her to drink, she would have wanted to put on a show and drink other people's wine from the bottom of the glass.
Outside the izakaya, Qing Keisuke sat quietly in the passenger seat, stretched out his finger to point at his eyes, and then slowly lay back.
Darkness invades, and spirituality follows the eyes that are connected to his origin.
For a breath, Qing Keisuke still closed his eyes, but the scene inside the izakaya already appeared in front of his eyes.
Under the eyes of the devil, the vision of light and illusion comes into my mind.
To Chizuru Shiraishi, it is just an incomprehensible illusion, but to Keisuke Aoi, it is the feedback of countless information.
He raised his horizons and took in the entire izakaya.
Soon, he found the light that belonged to Fujiko Hoshino. That pure and cold light passed through the thin paper door, like a lonely star falling into his evil eyes.
"Found you."
As he expected, Miss Hoshino also came to the scene in person.
Although it's unclear how she learned the whole story, it doesn't matter.
Aoi Keisuke also used Chizuru Shiraishi's vision to record the terrain and people behaving abnormally in the izakaya.
These people are actually very conspicuous. Compared with those social animals who work overtime all day and are sub-healthy, their spirituality is generally about 2-4 points higher.
I definitely don’t mean to look down on social animals—maybe.
Judging from the arrangements discovered, the daughter of the Hoshino family is not necessarily a hard-hearted person. If she hadn't found him, she would have been able to solve the problem easily.
She might even have taken over the surveillance of the store.
Qing Keisuke was thoughtful. He used Shiraishi Chizuru as a medium to attract his own spirituality and quietly laid a simple magic circle in the monitoring line. It only needs to be activated to destroy it.
It's a pity that the spirituality is still not enough, otherwise it will directly deprive other people of their perception, leaving them with no memory... This is the safest way, and there is no need to even call Kamaba Yui.
But it's not a big deal after all. Even if someone is willing to spend a lot of time searching for his soul, they can't find any trace of him.
Finally, he took another look at Kamamatsu Saburo, whose consciousness had been infiltrated by the curse. As he drank one glass of alcohol after another, he was gradually losing his few sanity.
"Smelly bitch..."
"Smelly bitch..."
"People pretend to be noble in front of others, but secretly come to have fun behind others!"
He was never a good person, but now he was angered by Tsukishima, and he saw this scene!
Not to mention whether he was affected by the curse, but any normal person would not be able to bear this tone.
Qing Keisuke opened his eyes, and when he opened the car door, he directly triggered the curse on Kamamatsu Saburo's hands.
Kamasaburo's head, which was leaning on the wine glass, shook, and the whites of his eyes soon became bloodshot, and the curse washed away his last sanity.
"Chizuru Tsukishima!"
He shouted suddenly, threw the wine glass to the ground, and rushed towards the booth at an extremely fast speed.
"Ah!"
The guests of the izakaya screamed, and the entire lobby became chaotic.
"Guest, please don't do this!"
Kamatsusaburo's wooden sharp nails tore open the waiter's clothes, leaving several bleeding wounds on his chest.
"Tear-"
In just a few seconds, Kamamatsu Saburo rushed to Tsukishima's booth.
The sharp claws waved, and the two thin curtains were suddenly separated.
Tsukishima Chizuru spat out a sip of wine from her mouth, her eyes were full of confusion and fright, and the two piles of accumulated fat curved as she leaned back.
"Stop!!!"
Chizuru Shiraishi, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly jumped out of the booth next to him and put on his carefully conceived posture - the starting posture of the karate club he visited when he was a student in junior high school.
She angrily shouted: "Asshole Pu Song, I already knew you had bad intentions!"
"Hmm——?"
When Shiraishi suddenly jumped out, Tsukishima Chizuru was completely thrown into chaos - she lowered her head and glanced at the wine glass on the table. Could it be that she was completely drunk?
After all, the monster-looking thing in front of me actually has the face of Saburo Kamamatsu, and the hero who appears on the stage is still Shiraishi’s delicate girl who can’t lift his hands...
The female teacher pondered for a few seconds, then rolled her eyes, not knowing whether she fell asleep or passed out.
"Tsukishima! Kamamatsu, you bastard! I'll beat you to death!" Shiraishi Chizuru became anxious.
「s☆↑tan~d!」
Hanako followed closely beside Shiraishi Chizuru, her body swooping forward with her clumsy steps.
"Go away!"
Kamamatsu Saburo was about to slap Shiraishi away, but found that he suddenly couldn't move.
The ring on Hanako's ring finger emitted a faint black light, and then two small fists were firmly stamped on Kamamatsu Saburo's face, making a very solid "bang" sound.
Hanako shouted excitedly: "Fire Dragon Fist!"
Kamatsusaburo's muscular body flew backwards, knocking over a row of chairs.
Aoi Keisuke snapped his fingers at the moment Kamamatsusaburo took action, and the magic circle covering all the surveillance cameras was destroyed simultaneously. Even if Hoshino retained the video, it was destined to only leave the content of Kamamatsusaburo's actions.
Then he opened the back door of the izakaya and strolled in calmly.
Although he was incompatible with the atmosphere in the store, no one cared about him anymore.
He walked through the employee passage and went straight to the box where Hoshino was. The two bodyguards guarding the door were easily knocked down by him.
"Nani..."
He smiled and gently pushed open the paper barrier of the box and looked at the girl who was kneeling on the tatami, calmly holding a cup and drinking juice.
"Good evening, Hoshino-san."
"Good evening." This time, the girl finally looked at him.
It seems that tonight's encounter should be a good start.