I'm a bandage geek at Sobu High School

However, Goto Kazuri no longer has the ability to answer questions. Both of her eyes have turned into mosquito-repellent eyes. Her pink lips are opening and closing like a robot, and she makes hollow "Ahhhhhh..." sounds from time to time. Like a rusty mixer in a factory with a wrench stuck in it.

"..."

Fujimiya's expression was briefly distorted for a moment, and then she turned to the receptionist and said in a calm tone: "Whatever, just find a good seat."

The receptionist was stunned for a moment, then immediately showed a professional smile and said without hesitation: "Of course it is the bar. Not only will the drinks be served quickly, but you can also enjoy the bar's professional bartending performances."

Of course, the price is also the most expensive.

"That's fine then."

Fujimiya Ori immediately said: "I originally wanted to sit at the bar, please take us there quickly."

"Ok."

The neighbor smiled, took the mummy and the autistic Pochi, and walked through the noisy and chaotic crowd of the bar into the depths of darkness in full view of everyone.

Chapter 42 Have a drink

Fujimiya Ori and Pochi were led by the receptionist through several boxes and booths, towards the innermost part of the bar where the lights were brightest.

The waiter was obviously an old acquaintance of the bar. Many customers greeted him along the way, and many customers raised the bar to him. They couldn't help but see "new faces" like Fujimiya Ori and Bochi. Some of them looked a little surprised. Some of them, either familiar or drunk, even smiled at the foreman and asked, "Who are these two friends? It's the first time we meet~", the foreman smiled and replied, "These are new customers to our restaurant." ", then he avoided the man and continued walking inside.

After crossing a higher step, we entered the front hall of the bar. Next to it are cabinets where things can be stored. There are neon flower arrangements in the middle, and the walls are covered with abstract paintings. It is not like a bar but like an art gallery. kind of place.

After passing through the inner hall, we arrived at the dimly lit bar hall. There was a band playing jazz-like music on the stage. A beautiful girl in a short skirt was sitting on a high stool singing a song that Fujimiya Ori didn't understand. , a beam of light shines on her body, her curly hair swaying in the air as she sings, and her lazy and intoxicating voice is like mellow wine, making the surrounding guests sway slightly to the music.

Jazz is relatively small, because its rhythm is extremely complex, and it requires a relatively high threshold to learn to appreciate it, just like classical music.

Fujimiya Ori didn't know anything about this type of music...or he didn't know anything about all music. He thought that this song sounded really weird, and he looked at the girl singing and thought, "It's not as beautiful as Fujimiya~"

I think Yamada Ryo will like it, and I can try bringing her over next time.

On the right side of the hall door is a long row of seats, with a bartender wearing a white shirt and black vest mixing drinks. There are not many tables in the hall. Unlike the messy and noisy front hall, there are only a dozen or so inside. The guests looked rather deserted.

Fujimiya took one look at the long chairs and the bartender on the bar, and finally understood what a bar was. Without thinking, he took Pochi's hand and pulled her to sit on the chair.

We can't do it without holding hands. This guy has been walking around since he entered the bar. He walks like a duck. Yes, and now he can't even take a step. He knows how to generate electricity in place. Fujimiya Ori is really scared. She fell to the ground.

"ah…"

After being grabbed by Fujimiya Ori's hand and reaching the chair, Bochi calmed down a little bit as he had a foothold. He looked around nervously, looked at the bandaged man next to him and stammered: "Teng, Teng, Teng... Teng Mr. Gong, where is this...?"

Fujimiya Ori: "...see for yourself."

One sentence overloaded the great bandage man's head. Has he lost his memory?

After hearing what Fujimiyaori said, Pochi looked around nervously. After a few glances, his face became paler and his body began to tremble again.

Fujimiya Ori also followed her gaze and looked nearby, and found that the layout of this hall was actually very deep. The distance between each seat was large, ensuring sufficient privacy. The middle of the seat was decorated with luxurious velvet, dividing the seat. Distinguished, various colored iron decorations, neon wall lamps entwined with peacock feathers, and dazzling but not cluttered blue-green lighting are full of mysterious and fantasy oriental style.

Look at the bar in front of you. The table is made of white marble with a Go board carved on it. The seats are blue velvet sofas with rhinestones embroidered in the middle of the rhombus grid. A beautiful crystal chandelier hangs very low, illuminating the marble. Like the snow on a winter night, looking in the direction next to the table, I saw the area I just walked past. It was a booth area with many green potted plants placed next to the window sill. I could see the endless flow of people on Chiba Road through the window. With the traffic flow, the night slowly flows along the balcony, making the interior of the bar look like another world.

It doesn't feel as good as my bandage world.

Fujimiya Ori belittled it in his heart as it should be. What a good arrangement, as long as there were no bandages and mummy elements, he would devalue it by seven points.

"Sir, ma'am, here's the wine list."

The foreman handed a black-faced and silver-edged sheet to Fujimiya Ori, and said with a smile: "I wish you all a pleasant evening."

"Ok."

Fujimiyazhi responded indifferently, then picked up the wine list with a haughty expression, and his expression suddenly froze.

Why is it all in English...

They're all bullying the bandaged guy for not being able to read English, right?

"Pochi..."

Fujimiya Ori expressionlessly handed the pink-haired Goto the wine list: "Please order some."

"Eh…"

Goto glanced at it, then returned the order with a slightly sad face: "I can't understand it."

"Useless people."

Fujimiyazhi cursed, making Pochi feel dejected, and then stretched out his hand to call a waiter over.

"you!"

Fujimiya pointed at a waiter outside the bar and said coldly: "Come here!"

This is how the Bandage Man says hello.

When the waiter saw Fujimiya Ori's bandaged face, his pupils shrank at first, but he immediately showed a professional smile, walked over and said, "Hello, guest, what can I do for you?"

"I'd like some wine,"

Fujimiya poked at the wine list with her finger, a dead look on her bandaged face: "Introduce two to me."

"OK…"

The waiter looked at Fujimiya Ori's dress, wondering whether it was a disfigurement on his face, a new fashion among young people, or someone who ran away from a mental hospital, but he still smiled calmly on his face: "Excuse me, what do you have? Do you want it?"

"Request..."

Fujimiya Ori was stunned. He knew nothing about wine.

But according to the bandage man's theorem...you can still have requirements.

"It's expensive,"

Fujimiyazhi stretched out his finger and said, "And it has to be foreign wine."

Foreign things are good~

The waiter was immediately silenced by Fujimiya Ori's words. She is a waiter. It would be nice to know the English wine names on the wine list and give a brief introduction. This is because this bar takes a high-end route, otherwise it would be replaced by an ordinary bar. Waiter, as soon as the customer comes in, he orders the wine and shakes it up, so there is no need to introduce anything.

"Then I recommend you to drink this "Screwdriver"."

The waiter pondered for a moment, pointed to a wine and introduced: "This is very popular."

"What do you want me to drink?!"

Fujimiya Ori was furious and wanted to grab the champagne bottle on the bar and open a glass for the fluffy human being in front of him.

How dare you let the great bandage man drink what "screw..."?

I...beep~beep~beep~beep! !

"Wow ah ah!"

Just when Fujimiya Ori was about to get angry and say "It's hard to do it, blanch it? Then don't do it!", a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"How about a chocolate martini for you?"

Chapter 43 Foodie?

Chocolate martini?

Strange words appeared in Fujimiya Ori's bandaged head. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a strange person.

I saw that the man was wearing huge sunglasses that covered half of his face, a huge white mask on the lower half of his face, and a huge hooded sweatshirt that completely covered his head, and only a little of it could be seen. With her slender hair and overall look, she looks similar to a popular idol going out...or a hentai suit ready to go rogue.

"Uh…"

Fujimiyazhi's expression froze: "Who are you?"

The person whispered in a low female voice: "It's me, it's me."

Fujimiya Ori's tone was strange: "Suspicious person?"

Upon hearing this, Goto Isato, who had been staring at the visitor in a daze, suddenly showed panic on his face. He ducked behind Fujimiya Ori and hid himself, leaving only half of his trembling head exposed, lying on the bandaged man's chest. He looked over his shoulder warily at the uninvited guest.

"That's the only thing I don't want you to say!"

When the unknown girl heard Fujimiya Ori describe it like this, and that Pochi was so wary of her, she became a little angry, and her voice became a little sharp. She immediately pulled off her mask and sunglasses, and said angrily: "Now you should Recognize it!"

"Ok?"

Fujimiya looked at the beautiful face that was revealed after taking off her sunglasses. She felt that this face was a little familiar, but when the girl took off her hood, revealing a head full of red hair and the iconic hair on her head, the bandage appeared. He reacted and said with some surprise: "Why are you here?"

"Shhhh! Don't be so loud!"

Nakano put his finger up to his lips and looked around with a horrified face. He was relieved when no one looked over and looked at Fujimiya Ori unkindly: "Don't attract other people here."

"Oh."

Fujimiya nodded: "So why are you here?"

"I...I'm here to drink."

Nakano Satsuki hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Fujimiya Ori's probing eyes and the curious look on Poch's cute little face lying on Fujimiya Ori's shoulder, he still gritted his teeth and slowly told some of his things. Come.

Starting in March last year, May Nakano registered an account on Twitter and posted some videos of herself appreciating food. Slowly, she attracted a large number of fans and became a relatively famous "foodie" on the Internet. ", and this time, a local Neon fan recommended her to visit this bar and praised several cocktails in this store with high praise. Nakano Satsuki didn't want to come at first, but this The fan's eloquence is quite good. Several bottles of cocktails were described by him as being delicious, delicious and delicious, which made our Miss May's mouth water. After thinking about it for a long time, she finally sneaked out of the house tonight, fully dressed up.

"foodie?"

Fujimiya Ori was stunned for a moment, his expression gradually became weird, and he said in a strange voice: "Is he the kind of gourmet I understand?"

Two days ago, I saw a "food" video reposted from mainland China on a video website. It was full of magic, and Fujimiya Ori was deeply impressed.

In the food world, I... thousands of people call me a gourmet...

"No! I'm a serious gourmet!"

Satsuki Nakano slapped the table hard, put his other hand on his chest and said, "I seriously want to be a gourmet, and I will work hard towards that!"

"Don't you just love to eat..."

Fujimiya curled her lips and expressed disdain: "It's quite formal."

"Not at all,"

Satsuki Nakano puffed up his cheeks like a hamster stuffed with food: "Every time I taste delicious food, I have to write a long appreciation record."

"So awesome,"

Fujimiya Ori was shocked: "If I study half as hard as this, I won't be at the bottom of the exam."

"what!"

One sentence directly caused Nakano Satsuki to receive a fatal blow, as if he was struck by lightning. The girl's aura that was burning like a flame just now disappeared in an instant, and her whole person became visibly sluggish. After hesitating for a long time, she finally He muttered in despair: "This is not the same thing..."

As she spoke, she repeated some incomprehensible words with empty eyes, such as "Eating delicious food is different from studying..." "I obviously study very hard", or "I am no longer at the bottom of my grade" .

"Uh... okay."

Fujimiya Ori has always turned a blind eye to such self-deceiving guys. After thinking for a while, he said: "Then why do you dress yourself up like this? You are like a suspicious person who is ready to come in and take secret photos."

"Who are you calling suspicious?"

Nakano Satsuki came back to his senses, first complained, and then said: "Of course I don't want to be seen out, otherwise why would I order a drink?"

"Eh?"

Fujimiya Ori asked doubtfully: "Why can't you order wine?"

"Because I'm a high school student,"

Nakano Satsuki looked at Fujimiya Ori inexplicably: "You can tell that you are underage without wearing a mask. Can you tell me how to order a drink?"

"Oh...yes, minors can't drink."

Fujimiya Ori was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered, stroking his bandaged face and laughing aimlessly: "I even forgot about it, hahaha!"

A drop of cold sweat fell on Nakano Satsuki's forehead: "You can forget this...you have already entered the bar...you can still forget it."

"I didn't remember it, and it's not my fault,"

Fujimiyazhi said without hesitation, of course he would not feel that it was his fault for forgetting, but that it was Poch's fault for not reminding him, so he turned to look at Poch behind him, and accused him arrogantly: "Poch, you Why didn’t you remind me? Don’t you even know the common sense that minors can’t drink?”

"Hey hey..."

Poor Pochi was extremely wronged by the shameless bandage monster, but there was nothing he could do about it. Ever since he heard about going to the bar to drink, Pochi was a little overly excited. After entering the bar, his brain shut down and he forgot about himself. How did you walk in? How could you possibly think of underage drinking?

She just fantasizes about becoming a bad girl in a bar...

"Useless things."

Fujimiya Ori cursed, and Pochi suddenly became dejected, his pink hair lost its luster, and the anti-gravity hair on his head hung down feebly.