My daily life in love is too contrary to my character.

“Indeed, I noticed a change in Kuramochi-san today. I think the future is promising, and I’m sure it will have a bright future,” said Shiraishi Sawa, who walked to the inside of the front desk with a smile.

"That's right, with all this effort, it's bound to work." Kuramochi Sakura crossed her arms, stopped rushing forward, and turned her head away to say softly.

She's so easy to coax.

"So none of you are planning to have a cocktail? I came here tonight with a strong interest in trying my hand at bartending."

Suga Wulian pondered, seemingly considering whether to change the cocktail option, but she did feel that the fruit wine tasted better, like that night.

"Have you ever mixed drinks before?" Chiyo asked, leaning back and showing off her beautiful curves.

"No."

"You want to poison us?"

"......No."

"You hesitated."

"That's because I couldn't respond to what you said right away! Besides, I'll definitely try the drinks I mix myself."

Shiraishi Sawa sighed and rubbed his forehead, but still brought the four girls a glass of milk, a bottle of plum wine, and a bottle of papaya wine, as they had originally requested.

The papaya wine was specially placed in front of Kuramochi Sakura.

"I'm going to learn some bartending." Shiraishi Sawa took out his phone, opened TikTok, and searched for related videos. "You guys can decide what movie to watch tonight. I'm fine with anything, don't worry about my opinion."

--

"Ahem, everyone."

The voices from the bar receptionist drew the attention of several girls.

"Now we will begin tonight's top-notch performance, a feast for the eyes brought to you by world-class bartender Hideaki Shiraishi."

The audience responded with applause, showing great support; it would have been even better if some people hadn't looked on with amusement.

Shiraishi Sawa picked up a piece of ice, tossed it into the air, and then caught it from behind with his left hand holding a shaker.

.....

"What are you standing there for? Clap your hands!"

"Wow!"

"Alright, your superb skills have been demonstrated. Now it's time for the formal bartending session."

The pretty female audience members burst into laughter, with Kuramochi Sakura lying on the table laughing so hard that she almost fell over, because Shiraishi Sawa was now clicking on the phone on the table with every step she took.

His focused expression only made the scene even funnier.

"Vodka...45 milliliters...Don't laugh, you've affected the master's mindset. If the cocktail he mixes doesn't taste good, you won't escape responsibility."

Sixty milliliters of tomato juice. Two drops of chili oil? What kind of devilish cocktail is this Bloody Mary? One drop of bitters, a pinch of salt and pepper—is this some kind of cooking...?

"Ta-da!" After shaking and mixing, a glass of blood-red liquid finally appeared, flowing around the ice cubes in the glass.

Shiraishi Sawah dipped the end of a cocktail spoon into the liquid, held it in the air, and drank the drop that fell.

"How does it taste, my beloved master?"

"I couldn't taste it. I was just going through the motions to add a sense of ritual," said Shiraishi Zexiu after a moment of contemplation.

Seeing everyone burst into laughter again, Shiraishi Sawah sighed and took his wine glass, some fruit and snacks, back to his seat.

"How's the movie selection going?"

"We didn't have any particular ideas, we just randomly chose this one."

Looking at the movie "Doraemon: Stand by Me 2" on the projector, Hideaki Shiraishi nodded:

"Then let's go with this one, but I didn't expect you to choose an animated film."

"It was just something we ordered randomly, and nobody had any objections." Chiyo asked curiously, watching Shiraishi Sawa take a sip of Bloody Mary.

How does it taste?

"It's strange, it doesn't taste like alcohol at all, it tastes more like tomato juice. Do you want to try some?"

Chiyo took the sake cup, poured a little into her own sake cup, drank it all in one gulp, and smacked her lips.

"The taste can only be described as strange; it doesn't taste like wine at all."

Shiraishi Sawa poured another cup for Soga Kiri Ren, who had been watching him closely, and then asked Kuramochi Sakura:

"Kuramochi-san, would you like a drink?"

“Then I’ll give it a try!” Kuramochi Sakura finished her papaya wine and handed the cup to Shiraishi Sawa.

"I haven't even had a sip, and the wine is almost half gone."

The hustle and bustle of the world doesn't reach here; the stars, rarely seen in Tokyo, are everywhere in the sky and in the eyes of the girls around.

The night was quiet, and the pale moonlight gently bathed the area, creating a soft, warm atmosphere. The only sounds were the occasional flapping of wings by birds.

Hideaki Shiraishi then led everyone to experience several classic cocktails, including The Godfather, Long Island Iced Tea, Martini, and Gin & Tonic.

One characteristic of cocktails is that you don't feel much when you drink them, and you won't get drunk like you would with alcohol, but they have a strong aftereffect. What's more, today we're drinking a mix of different kinds of alcohol—mixing drinks reduces your alcohol tolerance.

"Nobita is such a coward. He clearly likes Shizuka, but he makes this choice. He's really pathetic."

With an unnatural blush on her face, Chiyo Ichiru, looking at Nobita's escape in the movie, lay on the table and spoke with slightly agitated emotions.

"Nobita has used gadgets without permission 374 times, confused his friends 925 times, teased Shizuka with his gadgets 542 times, lifted Shizuka's skirt 122 times, spied on Shizuka's body 627 times, and almost destroyed the earth 207 times."

Calling him a bastard wouldn't be an exaggeration.

After a moment of silence, Shiraishi Sawah chose to speak with a smile, while pulling Soga Kirei's chair closer so she could lean against him more comfortably—she was almost overwhelmed when trying the martini, and now a blush had already spread all over her ears.

While we were at it, we pulled the blankets back up where they had slipped down.

Kuramochi Sakura was already drunk, but she didn't fall asleep. Instead, she pulled Takanashi Yuuko along and pointed at the scenes in the movie, but every now and then she would press her hand in front of her and then turn her head to glare fiercely at Shiraishi Sawa Hide.

Although the 'fierce' attitude when drunk is more like flirting, it has no real power.

"You remember these things very well."

"Because it's something that, once said aloud, can garner a lot of admiration." Although Shiraishi Sawa was also a little dizzy, he was still able to keep his mind clear—maybe so.

"Nobita is so stupid. If I had Doraemon, I would have ruled the world long ago, with a harem of beauties..."

Shiraishi Sawa said it casually, and as soon as Chiyo entered, she hung up, pinching her own cheek and glaring at her fiercely.

"You are not allowed to mention the 'harem' or have such thoughts."

"Ahhh." With his cheek being pulled, making it impossible for him to speak clearly, Shiraishi Sawa nodded at the screen, indicating that the wedding scene at the end was approaching.

"Hmph." Chiyo slumped back onto the table.

The only one who hadn't been drinking, and was now completely sober, was Takanashi Yuuko, who covered her mouth and looked at herself with a smile.

Shiraishi Zexiu pulled the high collar of his coat over his mouth, his expression slightly helpless.

--

Nobita and Shizuka's wedding has ended, and the cast list gradually rises from the bottom.

As nine o'clock approached, the night sky over Miyazaki Prefecture was filled with twinkling stars, as if they were about to blanket the entire sky.

The evening breeze rustled through the trees, carrying a beautiful melody to this place and dispersing the fragrance emanating from the girls.

"What should we do now, Yuuko?" Shiraishi Sawah turned off the projector, downed the last half-glass of wine on the table, looked at Takanashi Yuuko, and asked.

"Hey? Let's take them back to sleep."

Somewhat surprised that Shiraishi Sawa suddenly called his name, he glanced at Kuramochi Sakura—who was still pointing at the now empty wall, analyzing it seriously, and said.

"That's what I thought too. Cocktails have a really strong aftereffect; I didn't think it through."

Shiraishi Zexiu helped Soga Kirei to his feet, shook his head to dispel some of the drunkenness.

"Chiyo, can you get up?"

"You can get up."

Chiyo stood up, but quickly collapsed again.

"You can't get up." Shiraishi Sawa slapped his forehead hard, then looked at Kuramochi Sakura, "Yuko, how are you? Is Kuramochi-chan able to get up?"

"It's okay if I help her."

"Chiyo, how many is this?" Shiraishi Sawa held up three fingers.

"Anyway, it's not three."

"You still have some cognitive ability. Why don't you wait here for a moment? Takanashi and I will take Kiri and Kuramochi back first, okay?"

"Okay." Chiyo rolled her eyes at Shiraishi Sawa, though her direction was a bit off, and nodded.

Shiraishi Sawa glanced at the transparent fence. Although it wasn't short, it was still possible to climb over if one wanted to, especially considering Chiyo's height.

No, there can't be even the slightest possibility of danger.

“Yuko, how about this? I’ll take Chiyo back first. You stay here and look after Kuramochi and Kiri. We’ll take them back together when I get back.”

"I'll listen to you... Zexiu."

Shiraishi Sawa picked up his own blanket, crumpled it into a ball, placed it on the table in front of Soga Kirei, and then gently rested Soga Kirei's head on it.

"Wait a moment, Chiyo. Let me help you get up again."

Shiraishi Sawah supported Ichiyo's waist, helping her to stand up steadily, and the two slowly walked towards the elevator.

......

"Soga, were you faking being drunk this time?" After the two left, Takanashi Yuuko hesitated for a moment before asking.

Soga Wulian remained quietly leaning against the blanket, her soft breathing audible.

It seems she's really drunk. Takanashi Yuuko gazes at the night sky, and in the distance, an airplane flashing red and blue lights flies by. A faint smile plays on her lips, and it's unclear what she's thinking.

--

"I can stand by myself." The elevator was slowly descending, and Ichiyo, who was being held by Shiraishi Sawa, struggled to lean towards... Shiraishi Sawa.

"If you can stand there by yourself, then lean against the wall." Shiraishi Sawa was squeezed into a corner, protecting Ichiyo from touching the wall, and said helplessly.

"Aren't you standing here right now?"