Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

Chapter 68: Late night, no one is around.

Su Ze stepped into the dormitory and closed the door gently.

The lights in the living room were turned off, but the curtains were not drawn. The bright moonlight poured into the house from the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the floor with alternating light and dark.

"I'm back~" Glass was still sitting at the table, her whole body immersed in the darkness, and the scattered moonlight illuminated her short hair at her ears.

The bowls, chopsticks, cups and plates that had just filled the table were now basically piled in one corner, and even the tabletop had been roughly wiped.

"Well, thank you for your help." Su Ze sat down, stretching his sore wrist. He had just helped the singer back home, and he was worried that he would bump into something he shouldn't. He had been holding his arm up all the way, and there was no support at all, so it was inevitable that his forearm would ache.

"No way, you're the one who's working hard, sending the singer senior back..." Glass smiled and waved her hand.

Suze chuckled in response.

The two were speechless for a moment, and Glass continued to drink his dark beer slowly.

"...Just now, when you were sending senior singer Geji back home, did anything happen?" Glass suddenly said slowly.

Su Ze's shoulders suddenly stiffened, and the hand holding the jar clenched unnaturally. Even the feeling of being tipsy disappeared by a little. He turned around and smiled reluctantly: "No. Senior Songstress was very drunk... unconscious."

Su Ze was sweating slightly.

——Nothing really happened, he perfectly avoided all possible accidents...except for some vomit on his sleeve.

"Hmm~" Glass didn't seem to believe it. She stroked her lips and thought quietly.

This look made Su Ze even more uneasy.

——I didn’t do anything, why do I feel this way?

Don't you want to be disgusted by her?

"Think about it again. Did she really not tell you anything?" Glass's tone softened a little as she asked again.

"!"

Su Ze suddenly understood.

He pretended to be in deep thought, and after a few seconds he slowly said: "...I remember what you said. It seems that you said something... Finally, when I was about to leave, the song girl said, 'Don't leave her alone'——"

There was a gleam of light in Nitrous's eyes, and she said, "... As expected - she will tell you."

Now Su Ze was confused.

"Gojo and Geto aren't good people to talk to..." Glass said softly, "I'm too close to Utahime-senpai, and it's gone too far, making it difficult for her to speak up..."

"...So you specifically asked me to send her off and leave us alone so that she could confide in me, your 'calm companion' -" Su Ze took over the conversation.

"Yeah. Utahime-senpai has been a little sensitive these days, especially since we started training before the exchange match... She must be worried about being left too far behind and being left alone in the end."

The second beer in Xiaozi's hand was also empty, and she shook the empty can with regret. Su Ze looked at his own beer, which was still half full, and then secretly glanced at Xiaozi, his lips moving, but he didn't say anything.

Glass's tone became lighter: "But it feels so strange to hear you praise yourself as 'calm and reliable'~"

Su Ze was a little embarrassed for a moment, and Ningzi covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Please, stop laughing at me..."

The giggles and Gojo Satoru's snoring sounded together, and Su Ze smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"Wine, do you still drink?"

Glass pointed at Su Ze's beer and asked.

Su Ze suddenly realized, glanced at the wine bottle in his hand, and handed it to her.

I started drinking the third can of Nitro.

"You saw the embarrassment of the song girl, and saw my worries...but you failed to hide your own embarrassment well--"

Su Ze listened quietly to the swallowing sound over there and asked softly.

"...Will you feel better if you drink some wine?"

"That's what I thought at first. It might also be because of the scene I saw in the illusion at that time - whether it was cigarettes or alcohol." Glass did not deny it and responded vaguely.

"So that day you said you wanted to drink - and you bought some Marlboro ladies' cigarettes, but you never smoked them." Su Ze spoke in a low voice, probably because he didn't want to wake up the two people who were sleeping in front of him... or maybe it was for some other reason.

"As expected of you, a 'calm and reliable' partner~" Glass especially liked to tease him tonight, "I originally thought that getting drunk would help me forget the troubles in the illusion and make me less panicked... If I get drunk, maybe it can also prove that the 'me' in the illusion is not the real me——"

"Glass." Su Ze said calmly.

"——But I drank a lot in succession, but I was not even slightly drunk, which made me even more scared... This is exactly the same as the 'me' in the illusion——" Glass's tone was a little hurried.

"...Xiaozi, you are drunk." Su Ze's tone was slightly higher.

Glass spoke faster, even seeming a little anxious: "...I've never drunk before, I don't even know how much I can drink, why -"

"Glass!" Su Ze shouted suddenly.

Gojo Satoru's even snoring suddenly stopped, and the room suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"...Why does Meng Mo know my alcohol tolerance, Zejun?" Su Ze turned to look at Xianzi, and was about to speak, but she also turned sideways to look at him - her cheeks were stained with red from the alcohol, tears were sparkling in the corners of her eyes, her tone was soft and hesitant, and her lips were lightly pursed.

The words that were about to come out of his mouth were swallowed back into his stomach. Su Ze felt a tightness in his heart, his mouth and tongue were dry, and he couldn't speak.

Su Ze swore that he had never seen glass like this.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

"Sorry, Ze-kun... I lost my composure a little." Glass's tone returned to normal and she turned slightly to wipe the corners of her eyes.

"I just care too much about the scenes in the illusion - I'm too afraid that it will come true. You clearly told me not to get too involved in it... I seem to be a little drunk." Glass raised his head and wanted to drink the beer in his hand in one breath.

The two were speechless for a while.

Gojo Satoru's snoring began to sound evenly again, adding a little tune to the dull and somewhat suffocating atmosphere.

Nitro finished the third can of beer in her hand and prepared to get up.

"...Glass." After being silent for a long time, Su Ze finally spoke, breaking the somewhat awkward atmosphere between the two.

Upon hearing this, Glass stopped what she was doing, sat down again, stared at the darkness ahead, and waited for his next words.

"You may feel that by not saying or doing anything just now, I was running away... running away from a terrible future... or running away from you—"

Glass didn't move or answer.

Su Ze continued: "...I just don't want to make an important decision hastily, for the future...or for you."

He didn't give Glass a chance to reply, and said to himself: "You just asked me how I view the relationship between everyone. I talked about a lot of things about them, but I didn't mention you--"

Glass turned to look at Su Ze, who was still staring at the table in front of him.

"In my opinion, Nitrogen is special."

"—different from all of them."

Su Ze also turned and looked at Glass, his eyes sparkling.

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Suddenly my mental state became unstable.

【★Starfish Little Theater★】

"Ah! Beautiful Princess Glass - are you willing to marry the poor prince from an ancient country?"

"Ah! handsome Mr. Suze - will you put a ring on her finger and promise to protect her all her life?"

"Ah! Could it be——"

"--If you keep making these noises and pretending to be a voice-over... I'll make you into sliced ​​starfish salad."

"Oh! Lord! God Trajan! Could it be that their love cannot overcome these damned shackles? Could it be that——"

"Hey, hey! What are you doing? What's that slicer in your hand for?"

“Ah, ah! Ouch—”

(Omitted thousands of words.)