Jiu Ming's arm was now locked in Evangeline's death grip, her whole body reeking of alcohol. Like a cat that had bitten down on a fish, she was basically impossible to pry off. Wake up already! Jiu Ming glanced sideways at the few empty wine jars tossed nearby. He hadn't drunk a single drop.
"That won't do." With a faint smile, the old man Long Dao came over with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He crouched beside the jars, picked one up, and gave it a sniff. "Mm, good wine. What kind is it?"
"Du Kang... I'm telling you, don't be so quick to refuse. I've held this pose for nearly three hours, and I even had to hold an umbrella to block the sun the whole time. Just give me a hand and pull her off."
"It's fine, it's fine." Long Dao said with a beaming smile. "It's rare for her to have someone she gets along with by her side. You can suffer a little for now."
He winked at Jiu Ming. "Besides, being burdened by a drunken little kitty hardly counts as suffering, does it?"
"But you need to consider what happens after the drunken kitty wakes up."
Long Dao rubbed his chin. Going on a rampage and scratching Evangeline while she was asleep? "Mm! You definitely won't have another chance at that. I was only passing by, anyway."
With that, he picked out a wine jar that still held most of its wine, lifted it, and swiftly turned to leave. "Just pretend you didn't see me!"
Holy shit ヾ(｀Д′)!
"Oh! Chachamaru! Perfect timing—give me a hand, will you? How about taking your master home?" The robot girl carrying several cages of packaged buns acted as though she hadn't seen Jiu Ming's enthusiastic face at all,