Crossover: Pen name: Dazai Osamu, Omega Kasumigaoka

Kitahara Makoto was amused by Haruko's reaction. After thinking for a moment, he tentatively said:

"Is it called 'Kiss of the Stars'? Because its taste is like tasting a dazzling star in the night sky."

After hearing this, Haruko smiled and shook her head, saying:

"No, guess again."

Kitahara Makoto scratched his head, looking somewhat confused.

He examined the cocktail in his hand again; the pale yellow liquid looked crystal clear under the light, like morning dew.

An idea struck him, and he said:

"Could it be called 'Dawn's Whisper'? Because its color is like the morning sunlight, giving a warm and hazy feeling."

Chapter 230: The Dream Corridor

Upon hearing this, a glint of appreciation flashed in Haruko's eyes, but she still smiled and shook her head, saying:

"It's still not right. The name needs to be closer to the characteristics and taste of this cocktail."

Kitahara Shin continued to guess, somewhat unwilling to give up, but he was never able to guess correctly.

He finally gave up, shrugged, and said:

"Okay, it seems I can't guess it. Just tell me directly."

Seeing this, Haruko finally revealed the answer:

"Actually, this cocktail is called 'Dream Corridor.' I hope it will unfold a dreamlike journey in your mouth, taking you into a world full of surprises and wonder." 24

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Shin couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:

"'Dream Corridor', what a beautiful and poetic name. This drink truly is like a wonderful dream journey."

Kitahara Makoto raised his glass again, savoring the cocktail called "Dream Corridor".

He closed his eyes, as if he were truly in a wondrous dream, feeling the layers upon layers of ever-changing flavors.

The wine dances on the tongue, bringing an unprecedented experience.

Haruko looked at his blissful expression, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction.

She knew that her hard work had not been in vain; the fact that this cocktail could bring such a wonderful experience to the guests was her greatest success.

Evelyn also came over and asked curiously about the special features of this cocktail.

Haruko explained in detail each ingredient in the liquor and their effects, as well as how she combined these elements to create this unique cocktail.

As night deepened, the lively atmosphere inside the tavern gradually reached its climax.

Kitahara Makoto sat at the bar, deeply attracted by the wonderful taste of "Dream Corridor," savoring the cocktail one glass after another.

He closed his eyes, and each taste felt like being in a different dream.

The rich layers of flavor intertwine and transform in the mouth, sometimes as gentle as a morning breeze, sometimes as dazzling as stars in the night sky.

He felt as if he had stepped into an endless corridor, each step leading into a new world.

After Kitahara Makoto savored cup after cup of "Dream Corridor," the lights in the tavern appeared exceptionally soft in the hazy night.

At the bar, his eyes gradually became unfocused, a satisfied smile playing on his lips, but his hand movements became increasingly clumsy.

"Kitahara, you've really drunk too much."

Haruko frowned, gently took the wine glass from his hand, and looked at him with concern.

Kitahara Shin blinked, looking at Haruko with a puzzled expression, then grinned sheepishly.

"Not much, not much, I still want to drink 'Dream Corridor'!"

He staggered to his feet and tried to take back the glass 380.

Seeing this, Evelyn quickly stepped forward to support him and gently advised him:

"Kitahara, you're already drunk. Stop drinking. Let us take you home."

Kitahara Shin waved his hand, trying to break free from Evelyn's support, muttering:

"I'm not drunk, I can still dance!" He broke free of his restraints and began to dance wildly in the tavern.

Haruko shook her head helplessly, walked behind the bar, and made a hangover tea. She carried the tea to Kitahara Makoto's side and said softly:

"Here, have some of this, it'll make you feel better."

Kitahara Makoto took the tea, drank it all in one gulp, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"Mmm, this tastes good too!"

Chapter 231 A Night of Hangover

But Kitahara Makoto's eyes remained unfocused, as if he were still immersed in that wonderful "dream corridor".

The music in the tavern gradually faded, leaving only Kitahara Makoto, Haruko, and Evelyn.

Haruko helped Kitahara Makoto sit back on the sofa, while Evelyn began tidying up the bar and the pub's furnishings.

"Kitahara, you really should go home."

Haruko looked at Kitahara Makoto with a worried expression on her face.

Kitahara Makoto leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and seemed to be trying to clear his head.

After a while, he opened his eyes, looked at Haruko and Evelyn, and said with a smile:

"Thank you all, I had a great time tonight."

After saying that, Kitahara Makoto finally succumbed to his drunkenness and sat on the sofa, his eyelids so heavy that he could barely lift them.

He tried to straighten up, but his body seemed to lose control and slowly fell backward.

Seeing this, Haruko quickly put down her work and hurried to the sofa. She looked at Kitahara Makoto, who was completely drunk, and felt both helpless and heartbroken.

She gently patted Kitahara Makoto's shoulder, trying to wake him, but Kitahara Makoto only mumbled a few words before falling into a deep sleep.

"Sigh, how tired he must be."

Haruko sighed and turned to walk towards the bar.

She knew that the best thing to do at this time was to let Kitahara Makoto rest quietly.

She rummaged around for a while and found a soft blanket in the storage cabinet under the bar.

She gently unfolded the blanket and carefully covered Kitahara Makoto with it.

The blanket felt warm and comfortable, which made Kitahara Makoto unconsciously smile with a sense of peace even in his sleep.

Haruko stood to the side, quietly watching Kitahara Makoto sleep soundly.

His face still bore a faint trace of wine red, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he were experiencing something in a dream.

Haruko gently smoothed his brow, as if brushing away all his worries.

The lights in the tavern gradually dimmed, leaving only a small lamp on the bar counter.

Haruko and Evelyn sat at the bar, talking in hushed tones. They glanced at Kitahara Makoto on the sofa from time to time, their eyes filled with concern and warmth.

............

The next day, as the first rays of sunlight streamed through the windows into the tavern, the entire space was awakened by the soft morning light.

The tavern was quiet, with only the faint sound of a breeze rustling the curtains.

The lights behind the bar were off, but the neatly arranged bottles and tools on the bar seemed to tell the story of last night's hustle and bustle.

In a corner of the tavern, several potted green plants swayed gently in the morning light, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

Kitahara Makoto was still fast asleep on the sofa by the window.

He lay there, covered with the blanket that Haruko had put on him the night before.

His face appeared exceptionally serene in the morning light, his slightly furrowed brows and slightly parted lips suggesting he was still savoring last night's wine in his dreams.

The birds outside the window began to sing merrily, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased.

But the tavern maintained a tranquil atmosphere, as if it were completely isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Haruko and Evelyn arrived at the bar early. They saw Kitahara Makoto still fast asleep on the sofa, so they slowed their pace gently, afraid of disturbing his sweet dreams.

They smiled at each other, then tacitly began to get busy, preparing for the new day to come.

As the sunlight gradually rose higher, the light inside the tavern became brighter and brighter.

Chapter 232 Sobering Up and Relaxation After Drinking

Haruko and Evelyn bustled about in every corner of the pub, gently wiping glasses and tidying the bar, making simple preparations for the new day.

The air inside the tavern was filled with a faint aroma of alcohol and the freshness of the morning, creating a unique atmosphere.

Just then, a slight noise came from the sofa. Kitahara Makoto slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes, trying to shake off the heavy drowsiness.

However, a sudden, intense feeling of dizziness struck him, causing him to furrow his brow.

He looked around and saw Haruko and Evelyn busy at work, and a sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

He knew he had drunk too much last night and had caused them a lot of trouble.

He struggled to his feet and tried to walk toward the bar, but his steps were unsteady.

Haruko noticed Kitahara Makoto's unusual behavior. She put down her work, quickly walked to his side, and asked with concern:

"Kitahara, how are you? Are you feeling dizzy?"

Kitahara Makoto nodded and gave a wry smile:

"Yes, I drank too much last night. I'm so sorry to have caused you trouble."

Evelyn also came over and handed him a glass of warm water:

"Drink some water, you'll feel better."

Kitahara Makoto took the water, drank half a cup in one gulp, and then let out a long sigh. He looked at Haruko and Evelyn with gratitude, his heart filled with apology and appreciation.

"Thank you all, I'm really sorry," Kitahara said sincerely.

Haruko and Evelyn both smiled and shook their heads, indicating that they didn't mind.

Kitahara Makoto struggled to his feet and staggered toward the restroom.

He turned on the tap, and the cool water washed over his face, bringing a sense of relief.

He closed his eyes and let the water wash over him, trying to wash away the drunkenness and discomfort of the previous night.

When the water stopped, he opened his eyes and felt his mind clear up a little.

He looked up at himself in the mirror, his face still wet with water droplets, but the confusion in his eyes had lessened.

He took a deep breath, dried his face with a towel, and then slowly walked out of the bathroom.

At that moment, he noticed that Haruko and Evelyn were sitting at the bar, smiling at him.

"How are you? Are you more awake now?"

Haruko asked with concern.

Kitahara Makoto nodded and responded with a smile:

"I feel much better, thank you."

Just then, the doorbell rang, and the delivery guy's voice came through:

"Hello, your food delivery has arrived!"

Haruko stood up, walked quickly to the door, took the bag from the delivery guy, and then returned to the counter.

She opened the bag, and inside was a fragrant breakfast: steaming hot soy milk and fried dough sticks, as well as fresh steamed buns and porridge.

"I ordered some breakfast, let's eat together."

Haruko placed breakfast on the bar and greeted Kitahara Makoto and Evelyn.

Haruko eagerly opened the bag, and a fragrant aroma wafted out.

She carefully arranged the food items on the bar counter, when suddenly, a delicate little bowl caught Kitahara Makoto's eye.

"This is?"

Kitahara Makoto looked at Haruko with a puzzled expression.