Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

Aoi Ayase remained silent, and looked carefully at Saki Koi Shimizu left and right, as if she was thinking about something.

"How is it?" Shimizu Sakiren leaned forward to observe Aoi Ayase's emotions.

She didn't react too much, and her face was still alienated thousands of miles away.

It's just that Aoi Ayase lowered her head slightly for the first time, then opened her mouth to hold the straw in her mouth, and took a sip of the lemonade in the mug.

"As you like, if your family members don't mind and you are not afraid of punishment, then you can try it."

When the soda enters the mouth, the sweetness diluted by lemon spreads from the tip of the tongue and flows into the throat, and then the carbonic acid breaks down and stimulates the throat.

Sure enough, I still don't like the sweetness and stimulation of carbonated soda, but I prefer beer with a slightly bitter taste and fresh wheat aroma.

Aoi Ayase glanced at Sakiko Shimizu, her golden hair was like a bright sun, but what was more dazzling than the sun was the bright smile on her face.

Hmm, it's too harsh.Sure enough, she didn't like it either.

It's getting more and more presumptuous, you have to drive her out.

Aoi Ayase moved her eyes to the passing traffic and crowds outside the window.

People in different clothes on the zebra crossing are bustling and crowded, like a continuous tide surging at the red light time.

Today is a rest day, and the people of Tokyo are crowded like swarms of ants, crawling towards the bustling business district.

I am in the center of the busy city, looking at them but feel a deserted loneliness for no reason.

Aoi Ayase opened her mouth and wanted to refuse righteously, saying - I don't need drinking friends or company at all, please stay away from me.

She heard the vocal cords in her throat vibrate suddenly, and said something that didn't match her heart:

"If you're drunk, I'll ask He Yi to seal you up with cement, and throw you into Tokyo Bay to feed the sharks."

Although it is the classic threatening tone of Japanese gangsters, it has no power at all.

The words that come out of the mouth are all half-pushed and half-hearted in the ears of sensible people.

……

After getting into the car of Aoi Ayase's family, Shimizu Sakiren followed her to an izakaya with a quiet and elegant environment.

No matter what Shimizu Sakiren said along the way, Aoi Ayase just replied with a sullen answer, as if she had made up her mind to ignore herself.

The elegant and refined wine house was completely cleared, and the whole wine house was unusually quiet.

The early summer sun outside the house is extremely hot, but the inside of the house is extraordinarily cool due to the unique heat dissipation wooden structure and the large piles of ice cubes placed at the four corners of the room.

The temperature inside and outside is too high, and the pressure difference is large, so from time to time, a warm draft blows through the wooden eaves and enters the house, making the wind chimes hanging on the door beams jingle and crisp.

The brown-yellow curtain made of bamboo hangs down to cover the scene inside the house, and two graceful figures sitting opposite each other can be vaguely seen from the hem of the fringe.

"Why are you here..." Shimizu Sakiren asked curiously.

Today, both of them are wearing small foreign skirts with a strong modern meaning. According to the atmosphere of their clothes, they should go to a modern bar.

Unexpectedly, Aoi Ayase brought herself to a very traditional izakaya.

Aoi Ayase put her hips on her ankles, straightened her upper body, and sat upright on the tatami in a kneeling posture.

She tilted her head, and asked with some dissatisfaction in her tone: "Could it be that you still want to drink at my house?"

"No."

"This is the property under my father's name. If we go to other places, do you think someone will risk punishment to sell us wine?"

"That's right, Ayase-san is a habitual offender who drinks secretly."

"Aren't you an accomplice? And you don't know how to drink."

"I rarely drink."

Yes, Shimizu Sakiren would not get drunk even with systematic help, and he rarely drank.

In the be ending line of Aoi Line, there was a period of down and out idol career.This section happens to be the main line that has to be experienced, so Shimizu Sakiren happens to have high-end skills in persuasion in the setting.

Aoi Ayase raised her eyebrows, pointing out Shimizu Sakiren's lies in a burst of blood:

"Liar, last time was the first time you drank a bar? No normal family would allow minors to drink."

Isn't this about Aoi Aoi herself?Don't call yourself out.

"Isn't that Ayase-san?"

Aoi Ayase's eyes were as dim as falling stars, and she stared at the square sandalwood table for a long time, and finally didn't bother to argue, and said lightly: "I am different from you."

The bamboo curtain was separated from it, and a beautiful woman in a white embroidered bathrobe, holding a brown wooden tray with both hands, walked in with a bowed body and traditional small steps.

"Miss, Sake Juliyuan, please use it slowly."

On the tray are a total of about 1500ml, three bottles of dark brown pottery with a large mouth and a narrow neck. The clear liquid in the wine bottle is only half of the capacity of the bottle.

Her hands were slender but strong, and the bottle was firmly placed on the table. The wine was like the surface of a calm and windless lake, without even a single ripple.

Then the beauty in kimono placed two small ceramic wine glasses of the same style on the table, filled the brown wine glasses with clear wine, and left quietly.

Kikuri-won is also a famous sake in Japan. It is named after the highest priest of the Biba Shrine. The degree of rice polishing in the liquor is extremely low and the price is high.

"Why do you like to drink?"

Shimizu Sakiren was not in a hurry to drink, she had no bad habits such as drinking, so she just asked.

Aoi Ayase moved impatiently but maintained the traditional upbringing, and took a sip of sake with her mouth covered.

Liquor is indeed the source of life for Aoi Aoi. As soon as she drank it, her eyes lit up like bright stars, and her whole body seemed to become alive.

The eyes are clear and not stained with the slightest hint of drunkenness, the bright red lips are stained with wet wine, and the tear mole at the corner of the left eye is even more magical, making people fascinated.

Aoi Ayase sat casually after drinking. The black gauze dress concealed the girl's beautiful body curves. She didn't wear pantyhose today, and the lace skirt was messy, revealing that she was firm and round after fitness, like fat jade White and slender legs, white boat socks wrapped the small feet.

Although the whole person's clothes are incompatible with the atmosphere of the izakaya, they have a wonderful and exciting special style.

After drinking a glass of wine, Aoi Ayase's mood obviously improved a lot, and she licked the remnants of the wine on her lips somewhat naturally,

"You talk a lot. It doesn't look like you can drink, so go back with a couple of sips earlier."

"Then I'll drink less." Shimizu Sakiren gently dragged another small wine glass to her body, rubbed her index finger and thumb on the eaves of the glass, but did not drink it for a long time.

"up to you……"

The last time I drank red wine with Aoi Ayase, I didn't get drunk after a few glasses of wine.

It's certain that I don't drink well.

Therefore, Shimizu Sakiren just watched intently as she began to pour wine into the small and exquisite cup, and said:

"For me, it's mainly to drink with you."

Aoi Ayase just picked up the wine glass and was about to drink it up, but hovered in mid-air, looking at Shimizu Sakiren slantingly, as sharp as a blade flashing coldly, and her tone was sharp and very strong:

"Do I need your company?"

I need it, otherwise why would I be sitting here?

According to Aoi Aoi's personality, if she really didn't like it, she would have thrown herself out long ago.

Saori is the one who really doesn't like it but still endures it.

"Isn't that what Ayase-san meant? If you really hated me, wouldn't you sit here and drink with Ayase-san?"

"you……"

With a bang, the earthenware wine glass was placed heavily on the table, and the shaking sake swayed from the surface of the glass and sprinkled around the reddish-brown sandalwood table.

Aoi Ayase's red pupils dilated like circles of light and she felt a little embarrassed, she let out a deep breath, "In this case, you said you want to come and drink with me, why don't you drink some?"

Shimizu Sakiren knew that this would anger Aoi Aoi, and anyone who was unwilling to accept the fact would be ashamed to be revealed.

These are the Aoi Aoi that she could not see before, and the Aoi Aoi who would be angry with herself.

Only by understanding her emotions and sorrows can one truly peep into her heart.

Shimizu Saki Koi sat quietly on the spot and asked, "Ayase-san means..."

Aoi Ayase stood up and looked down at her, her eyes became extremely cold because of the difference in height.

"Simply drinking isn't interesting either. I can pour and serve the wine by myself. If it's a chat...Miss Chizi who just filled the wine can also do it."

The white boat socks were tightly attached to the girl's small feet, Aoi Ayase stepped on the brown tatami, and approached Shimizu Sakiren step by step like a hunter of prey, "Since you said you want to drink with me, then do it." Something different?"

Then she bent down to get close to the girl's delicate face, saw her own clear reflection in the deep blue eyes, and asked word by word:

"Is there anything you can't do for them?"

Her voice itself was a little delicate, but it was lowered so that only the two of them could hear it clearly.

The whole room was already very quiet, coupled with the close proximity, people had to immerse themselves in the charming and dangerous atmosphere created by Aoi Ayase.

Shimizu Sakiren turned his eyes left and right, thought for two seconds, met her gaze again, and replied:

"Do you have dice here? Let's play a game of dice and drinking? They shouldn't play this kind of game with you?"

"Interesting, how do you play?" Aoi Ayase took two steps back, stood up straight, and asked with interest.

Shimizu Sakiren pinched her chin and thought for a while, "Well... how about throwing the dice, and the loser will be punished?"

Aoi Ayase said coldly: "The one who loses should leave."

Aoi Ayase's idea was clearly put on the table, but Sakuren Shimizu wanted to get closer to spy on Aoi Ayase's heart, so how could she do what she wanted.

So the blond girl shook her head and vetoed it in one breath: "How can this work? The loser should answer the other party's question?"

Ayase Aoi sat back in her original seat, took a sip from the wine glass on the table, snorted coldly, and said: "But this is contrary to the purpose of drinking again, I invited you to drink, no Playing Truth or Dare."

"Then let the loser drink."

Drinking is not Ayase Aoi's goal. Her goal now is to let Shimizu Sakiren choose to leave here instead of being kicked out like a mangy dog.

Aoi Ayase lowered her head to think and suddenly came up with an idea, her red eyes suddenly lit up like a fierce star, she raised the corners of her lips meaningfully, and asked:

"Are you...wanting to play the game on the pole dojo?"

"Absolutely?"

"The simplest dice roll in the Ji Dao field is divided into meat and vegetables. If you want to play today, then play with meat."

In fact, Shimizu Sakiren doesn't know much about the meat and vegetable gameplay on the extreme way.

In the previous world line, Shimizu Sakiren was held in the palm of Ayase Aoi like a treasure, not willing to let others see even a ray of light.

She has not been exposed to the complex dark side of these extreme backgrounds.

On the surface, Japanese gangsters have become good and have begun to transform into real estate, entertainment and other projects, and even help with disaster relief and distribute candy in their spare time.

But the extreme way is the extreme way after all, and no amount of beautification can change the nature of illegal and violent groups.

The gangsters grow stronger by stepping on the blood and flesh of others. The customs, gambling and even the drug industry involved behind them are so extensive that people can't imagine.

Aoi Ayase, as the star-studded young lady, is not a simple idiot and sweetness even though she is raised in a greenhouse with rich clothes and jade food. She has already begun to understand these things when she gradually became sensible.

Gangsters are not hereditary, but the boys under Ryuji Ayase clearly understand what Aoi Ayase means to them who want to make it to the top.

As long as this young lady falls in love with her and becomes the door-to-door son-in-law of the Ayase family, then becoming the next leader of the Yamada-gumi, ascending to the top position of power in the gang, everything is as easy as drinking soup.

Because the gangster boss who loves his only daughter, Ryuji Ayase, will support him unconditionally.

Therefore, it is normal for Aoi Ayase to know these extreme slang words and ways of playing. She needs to know enough, so that she will not be easily stolen by those sweet-talking men who want to be in love.

Then, what Aoi Aoi called "meat play"...is probably unacceptable, even beyond personal bottom line.

Shimizu Sakiren hesitated for a moment, picked up the sake in front of his table and drank it all in one gulp, to strengthen himself, then took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the way to play meat?"

Aoi Ayase looked confident and looked at the expression of Shimizu Sakiren with great interest.

At the same time, he tapped the table with his fingertips, and the sound of da da da echoed clearly in the private room of the izakaya.

"The rules of other dice shaking games are too complicated, which are smaller than the number of points. According to the rules, the loser must not only drink, answer a question of the other party, but also take off a piece of clothing. Drunk Or take off your clothes and go home, how about?"

She raised her voice and asked in a mocking tone,

"This is the extremely dirty way of playing, do you dare to accept it? If you don't accept it, go out there by yourself, and ask Heyi to arrange a car to take you home."

After finishing speaking in one breath, Aoi Ayase clasped her hands together in a happy mood.

This time, the golden retriever puppy must have fled away in a desperate manner.

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