Mori Chef's self-cultivation

After successfully sneaking into the bar, Kurihara was ushered into the backstage by the man in charge of the store, and arranged a small bedroom alone.

Although the room exuded a cheap perfume smell, and the arrangement was too much like a third-rate club for business purposes, but thinking that he would never spend the night here, he still accepted the other party's arrangement with a smile .

As for why he was given a separate resting compartment, I can really guess with my toes - of course, it is convenient for night raids.

Anyway, relying on the strength of a woman alone cannot resist a strong adult man at all. No matter how hard she struggles, she will have to accept her fate in the end and become a delicacy for beasts.

What's more, people who come to work in bars have no security at all, which is basically equivalent to a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

"Let me find you a new dress."

He probably felt that the newly recruited pink-haired "girl" had nowhere to escape, and was at his mercy like a shivering lamb, but the man's attitude was much better than before, and he could even be called amiable.

He turned around and opened the closet, choosing among a wide variety of clothing, and finally took out a well-made cheongsam, and handed it over.

"Although schoolgirls can be regarded as a selling point, but our place is a formal business place, so there is no need to touch the eyebrows of the above."

The consciously humorous man shrugged his shoulders and made a pure joke while scanning Kurihara Tsuru's figure with slightly explicit eyes.

——Is it a "regular place" where you don't even check your ID card...

The little devil holding the business clothes smiled cooperatively, with a grateful look, fully pleasing the bad nature in the other party's heart.

After seeing off the man pretending to be a gentleman, he raised his head as if inadvertently, and after easily determining the position of the pinhole camera, he pulled the vulgar curtains as a cover, hid inside and changed into clothes that barely fit.

It should be fortunate that his figure is a bit thin, his shoulders are not broad, his waistline is narrow and full of flexibility, so even wearing tight women's clothing does not feel out of place.

In addition, he also prepared his own silicone breast pads, which can easily create the effect of lordosis and back warping.

As long as the back muscles bulge a little, it is estimated that people will think of the word "huggy back", which is too hurtful to the optic nerve.

"Tsk, chicken thief, I specially picked the one with the biggest slit."

He pickily touched the fork of the hem that almost reached the hem of his legs, always feeling that the cool wind was whizzing past, making him feel insecure as if he was in a neutral position.

But those who make big things don't care about small things, so he endured it.

The young man in a cheongsam deliberately tied up his waist-length hair, and picked out a silver pearl hairpin from the accessories on the dressing table as an embellishment. There was a light blue glass pendant hanging from the end of the hairpin, just in line with him. The color of their eyes matches perfectly.

A tall cheongsam beauty with outstanding temperament was reflected in the mirror.

Just by looking at his appearance, no one would have guessed that he was a pure male, and moreover, he was a dangerous person who must take revenge.

Kurihara curled up the broken hair hanging from his ears, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Sure enough, you should be wary of job seekers with unknown backgrounds like me. After all, the less you wear, the harder it is to hide your weapons." ,Unfortunately……"

The other party never imagined that a person with supernatural powers who should be superior would condescend and come to a bar to act as a female publicist who is called around.

And he doesn't need an extra blunt weapon at all.

After he finished dressing up, he pushed open the door and decided to go to the lobby to help out, so as to gain a wave of favorability, so as to facilitate his subsequent investigation.

Yes, let's have another meal by the way, you know he is still hungry.

Different from the clean bar with an elegant environment, the bar chosen by Kurihara is a place for fun and fun specially used to vent stress.

So the closer to dusk, the more lively the atmosphere in the room, as if shrouded in the gloomy light of the time of encountering a demon, the guests gradually shed their human disguises, revealing their faces that belonged to ghosts and monsters.

At first glance, it really is a group of demons dancing wildly.

He was running around holding the wine tray, nimble like a fish returning to the sea, even if a pervert stretched out his hand to take advantage of it, he would not have time to touch a corner of his clothes, and could only watch his back leaving with regret.

The appearance of the cheongsam "girl" can be said to be the most eye-catching scenery tonight, but no one knows its origin, which makes it more and more mysterious.

The first step of being explored and approached by someone is often the perfect time for him to open up the other person's heart.

So in less than an hour, Kurihara Wataru had already had a good conversation with five people, and successfully obtained some information——

"Don't be afraid, beautiful lady, even if Yokohama is invaded by foreigners of unknown origin, the port mafia will definitely deport those who don't know what to do..."

"What? Are you worried about the strength of the local snake? It's so cute."

"Don't worry, the force of the famous Hong Kong and Black Gravity Force alone is enough to send them all back to their happy hometown."

"Ask me if I've seen him... Well, to tell you the truth, I have the right to participate in internal mafia gatherings, and I had lunch at the same table with Mr. Zhongyuan."

"Ah, by the way, night inspections have been stepped up recently, maybe you can see him from afar."

——It is said that if you want to get basic information about a person, you can find out about five people. It is true.

He cleverly declined the enthusiastic guest's invitation to dance, got up and moved towards the gate, trying to collect the outside world as soon as possible.

He should be thankful that he was lucky, and actually managed to capture the traces of the wild (?) Hong Kong black gravity envoy, as well as the groups of black suits and lively little lolita that came with it.

That's right, a little cutie in a red dress with blond hair and blue eyes who looks as coquettish as a Persian cat.

To describe it vulgarly, she looks like a beautiful doll displayed in a Christmas window, which can easily capture the love of passers-by, waiting for someone to take her home and pamper her with open arms.

In short, it is the image of a pure little angel who has no contamination with black, evil, and forces.

——It seems that the port mafia is short of people to a certain extent...

The pink-haired boy couldn't help but take a second look, secretly complaining about the miserable employment situation.

Think about the friends who were adopted by Osamu Dazai and brought back to cultivate, aren't they also a few years older than her.Alas, the leaders of Hong Kong gangsters are like black-hearted capitalists who employ child labor, they are simply inhumane.

Of course, no matter how much he thought about it, he still had a friendly smile on his face, welcoming the arrival of the large army.

After all, he is not a messenger of justice, and he has to draw his sword to help from time to time, saving countless victims trapped in the fire pit-acting fairy tales or something, sorry for his insensitivity.

What's more, he hasn't even dealt with his own affairs, how can he care about others?

"Go slowly, really—"

As soon as she entered the door, the high-profile girl in a foreign dress stomped her feet. She didn't mind the many eyes that were focused on her, and directly grabbed the leader's arm and complained angrily: "I'm here to play, not to follow you Subordinates who carry out the task, don’t need to torture my feet!”

"Sorry, before I knew it..."

Unexpectedly, the orange-haired boy with a strong aura paused his steps. Instead of being angry, he raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat a little awkwardly. It was obvious that he had nothing to do with her.

In the eyes of non-informed people, the picture is quite beautiful, and it has the same effect as the eight o'clock file of the genre of "The Domineering Mafia's Favorite Little Miss".

But in fact, Nakahara Chuya himself is suffering and can't speak, and he doesn't know how to deal with her at all.

Unable to hit → He himself has no habit of being violent with the opposite sex.

Can't say→Look at the three-piece set of acting like a spoiled child?

Untouchable→Who made the other party the supernatural body of the leader of his own family, no different from the living ancestors who walked, which inevitably made him feel restrained, as if he was leading a women's version of the BOSS out for shopping, which was extremely weird.

To be honest, he didn't even understand why it happened like this? !

If you give him another chance, please allow him to solemnly refuse the request of his immediate boss, even if the other party abuses his power to oppress him, he will never give in!

"Hmph, if Lin Taro didn't want to play with me..."

Obviously, the teenage-looking little Lolita was also dissatisfied with her playmates on this trip, and couldn't help but pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice.

It's a pity that the loud noises and chaotic lights in the bar perfectly concealed the content of their conversation. Even if Kurihara approached calmly and secretly analyzed it by lip reading, he couldn't find any crucial news.

Otherwise, he would have turned into a hamster that frightened Guazi away, performing petrification in situ.

——The appearance of the blond-haired and blue-eyed girl calling "Rin Taro" is so visually appealing that it's hard not to remind him of her dean and Yujie's version of Alice.

However, he had a preconceived impression, which caused him not to think in the corresponding direction at all. In addition, he focused most of his attention on the orange-haired boy, so he passed the truth smoothly.

Sooner or later, there will be a day when he regrets and wants to beat himself who missed the opportunity.

Unaware that she was about to go far and near, the women's clothing tycoon decisively stepped forward with a plate of wine, and offered nightlife benefits to the leading teenager on his own initiative.

"Because you are the 9999th customer to visit our store, I will give you the privilege of free order for the entire audience, and..." He glanced at the fat sheep who was taller than him, and silently kicked off his high heels, lowering the two people. The sense of vertical distance between them, and then smilingly narrowed the horizontal distance.

"A waiter who accompanied you all the way. Please teach me more tonight."

Mr. Central Plains.

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As for Chuya... Little Lizi is actually very considerate of him, right?(?▽｀)

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