It was late at night and the door of the male dormitory was opened in a gap, and Kiyoshi Kashihara got out.

The corridor was bright outside, and at the front desk of the hotel, the boss over 40 was sitting there lazy while yawning.

"Please bring me beer."

The boss suddenly felt energetic, but when he saw that it was the afternoon student, he shook his head disappointed:

"Students can't drink alcohol, they must be 20 years old."

“Plum is just a drink, not a bar!”

Kashiwahara protested seriously.

The boss hesitated to look at the empty surroundings and asked Kashiwahara to wait for a moment.

"Remember to get the iced one!"

After a moment, the boss brought six bottles of iced plum wine.

"Don't get drunk!"

"Don't worry, I'm very good at drinking!"

After paying the money, Kashiwara walked straight upstairs with her plum wine, crossing the second, third, and fourth floors...

As far as the steps above, I pushed open the rooftop door, and the cold wind came towards me, and the collar of the pajamas rustled.

The cement-paved rooftop was empty, and there was a water tower standing on the slanted roof next to it, surrounded by a half-person-high wall on the ground.

Kashihara pried open a bottle of plum wine, leaned comfortably against the low wall and started drinking.

The cold and biting plum wine poured into the stomach along the throat, instantly causing Kiyoshi Kashihara to tremble and squint his eyes and pinch the mouth of the bottle.

“Comfortable~”

He couldn't help but breathe gently and sighed.

The hot spring hotel located in a corner is just a corner of Kyoto.

As the night approaches, looking out from the rooftop, the streets are sparsely populated and the traffic is pitifully small.

The waning moon hangs in the distant sky, and dark clouds like cotton gradually surround each other, projecting the glitter of stars from the gaps between the dark clouds.

Bathed in the cold moonlight, Kiyoshi Kashihara couldn't help but drink several more sips.

"Wine is not intoxicating... People are drunk by themselves, and flowers are not charming..."

Unintoxicated, Kashihara Kiyoshi staggered to himself.

Enjoying the night view, he took out his cell phone and dialed her phone.

Maybe it's because I've had a rest, but I've called it several times before I can get it connected.

"It's me, I'm sorry to bother you so late. If you have something to tell you, can you come to the rooftop?"

Kashihara said in a low voice, and after that, he leaned against the low wall and drank plum wine.

In a moment, crisp footsteps came from the entrance of the stairs on the rooftop, outlining a delicate figure in his mind, and the footsteps gradually approached.

Organ Natsuori tightened his clothes that were slightly cold by the wind. Seeing a few empty bottles piled up beside the low wall, he couldn't help but frown:

"Drink?"

"Yes."

"Are you drunk?" she asked.

"I guess I'm drunk."

Unintoxicated, Kiyoshi Kashihara shook the bottle in his hand and said with a smile.

"I heard you and someone were at that station today, so did you find the demon of Laplace?"

Organ Natsuori stared at Kiyoshi Kashihara's eyes, as if he was judging something.

"Sorry, not yet."

Kashiwara did not answer honestly.

"Then call me up, what are you doing?"

"Because there is something more important than finding the demon of Laplace."

“What is it?”

"you."

“I don’t matter.”

“It’s important to me.”

"Kun Kashihara has been a little greasy recently. If I call me up and say these words, I will first..."

The organ took a step back quietly and was about to leave, but Kashihara grabbed his arm and pulled it over.

With eyes facing each other, Organ Natsui saw the throbbing fire in Kashiba's eyes, and couldn't help but tremble.

She was afraid that Kashihara would do something else when she was impulsive.

She was not afraid of the behavior itself, because the other party was Kashihara Kiyoshi, and she was just afraid that she would not be able to respond to feelings that should not have been responded to.

"If you are asked to come back to me now, what is the probability?"

"This assumption is ridiculous..."

"I'm not kidding."

Kashihara stared at her seriously, even put her shoulders on her, repeating:

"I'm serious, I still like you."

Organ frowned slightly, unable to break free from Kashihara Kiyoshi's arm, and his face suddenly became cold:

"Stop talking about this kind of joke."

"I said it wasn't a joke!"

"You're drunk, Kashiwara, go back and have some rest."

"Yes, I'm drunk. Anyway, I'm drunk, and everything I do is understandable, right?"

Instead of shouting that he was not drunk, Kashiwara "accepted" openly, even though he was very clear now.

“…”

The organ stared at Kashihara, she was not good at dealing with such Kashihara.

"Back to me, okay, I can no longer bear the pain of losing you."

"What should I do when Chizuki Asaha, what should I do when Senior Sister Yichuan? Didn't you and Kazuki Linghua really happen to you today?"

Seeing Kashiwahara like this, Organ Natsuori's little face became cold and shook his arm:

"Don't you want me to come back? Yes, you just need to break up with them. Can you do it? If you can't do it, please don't say such excessive words again,"

Although he guessed that the organ was a little angry, Kashiwahara shook his head slightly:

"You know, even if I'm separated from them, you won't come back to me. I know you."

"Is that true?"

Organ Natsui frowned and saw Kashihara Kiyoshi speaking in a deep voice:

"If I abandon them for you today, then in the future, I will definitely abandon you because of others."

The meaning of this is self-evident. If Kashihara Kiyoshi who did this behavior is definitely not Kashihara Kiyoshi that the organ Natsuori wants to see.

But Kashiwabara could not leave them, so she could not be with the organ.

This is an indecisive and contradictory junction.

"What do you mean is to be with them and want me to come back?"

"yes."

"After a long time no see, your skin has become thicker."

"Sorry, I care more about you than to care about my face."

The Organ Natsuori was indifferent to the implicit confession of Kashihara Kiyoshi and shook Kashihara's arm coldly:

"I just think you are drunk and heard nothing."

Kashihara stared at her delicate back and called out to her as she was about to step out of the stairs:

"Tomorrow, I will be in this position and say the same thing as you."

The organ stopped.

"I care more about you than to find the demons of Laplace."

"No matter how many times you say it, it's impossible."

After the organ finished speaking, he left without looking back, leaving Kashihara Kiyoshi who was smiling bitterly.
To be continued...