Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!

Chapter 1271: Chapter 1270: The Wine Sobers Not, The Drinker Is Drunk

To Fang Zheng, drinking with others is a very novel experience.

In fact, Fang Zheng himself doesn’t really like drinking. Although he lived in a country where drinking culture flourished before his Rebirth, it doesn’t mean Fang Zheng enjoyed drinking. One might even say that Fang Zheng always regarded drinking with some distance, only occasionally having a few drinks, and that was about it.

As for drinking contests, Fang Zheng was even less involved.

After being reborn into this world, Fang Zheng only occasionally visited taverns in the Main World for a few drinks. Later, when he opened the Heavenly Dao Palace, he naturally drank even less. After all, the ones around Fang Zheng were mostly kids, and of course, Fang Zheng couldn’t take them to drink, nor could he drink in front of them.

”Mr. Fang Zheng, you don’t seem to come to bars often?”

Sitting at the bar, Shiyu of Misty Hill looked at Fang Zheng beside her and curiously asked. Fang Zheng took the drink handed by the bartender and nodded.

”That’s right, in fact, I rarely drink.”

”That’s really unusual.”

Hearing Fang Zheng’s response, Shiyu of Misty Hill showed a surprised expression.

”Frankly speaking, that answer is quite unexpected.”

”Anyway, drinking less is still good for the body.”

Fang Zheng took a small sip and then shook his head with a smile. He knew why Shiyu of Misty Hill was so surprised. After all, Japan’s drinking culture is even more intense, and it’s not unusual for workers to drink till they vomit every evening after work at an izakaya. In Japanese society, men who don’t drink are rarer than pandas.

”I actually think that drinking is a nice pastime.”

As she spoke, Shiyu of Misty Hill stretched out her finger, gently caressing the rim of her glass.

”At least you can forget those unhappy things and not think about anything... throw all your worries behind...”

Hearing Shiyu of Misty Hill’s words, Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow, looking at her. Because of the earlier celebration, Shiyu of Misty Hill was wearing a pure white dress, and tight black stockings on her lower body. Under the bar’s dim light, her alluring curves were clearly visible. At this moment, Shiyu of Misty Hill appeared somewhat melancholic.

”What’s wrong? You seem to have something on your mind, are you dissatisfied with this release?”

”Not at all, the book makes me very happy.”

Hearing Fang Zheng’s question, Shiyu of Misty Hill shook her head with a bitter smile, then turned her head to look at Fang Zheng.

”However, Mr. Fang Zheng, during my research, I did discover something.”

”Oh? What did you discover?”

”Those kids...”

While speaking, Shiyu of Misty Hill narrowed her eyes proudly, showing a fox-like smile.

”You seem to have an unusual relationship with several kids from the Dark Moon Sword Guild.”

Saying this, Shiyu of Misty Hill carefully observed Fang Zheng, waiting for his response. However, Fang Zheng calmly finished his drink, then looked at her again.

”Ah, yes, that’s indeed the case... so what?”

”Is that okay? What if Zemura finds out...”

”She knows.”

”Eh?”

Hearing Fang Zheng’s calm answer, Shiyu of Misty Hill was stunned.

”What... does that mean?”

”As I said, Eiriri is very aware of my relationships with other girls. In fact, they all get along quite well.”

”That Zemura?”

”Why? You don’t believe it?”

”Of course...”

Hearing Fang Zheng’s question, Shiyu of Misty Hill shook her head in disbelief, then took another sip of her drink.

”This Zemura who has a tsundere blonde twin-tails label? How could she accept that? Honestly, based on my understanding of Zemura, if she found out about this, she’d probably be devastated.”

”A tsundere with blonde twin-tails? She does have blonde twin-tails, but frankly, I haven’t seen her act tsundere very often.”

Fang Zheng ordered another drink and continued.

”My impression of Eiriri is that she’s a serious and smart, very straightforward girl.”

”I can’t find a trace of straightforwardness in Zemura...”

At this point, Shiyu of Misty Hill felt even more incredulous.

”Are we talking about the same person?”

”I don’t know what Eiriri was like before, but at least when I met her in the Game World, that’s the impression she gave me... at first, she was a bit uncooperative, but... gradually, she integrated.”

”It’s truly unimaginable...”

Taking another sip of her drink, Shiyu of Misty Hill muttered to herself, then looked at Fang Zheng with curiosity once more.

”So, Mr. Fang Zheng, if you don’t mind, can you tell me how you got together with Eiriri?”

”Is this also part of your research for the novel?”

”No, this is just my personal interest in my friends’ romantic experiences.”

”Hmm... to speak of it, Eiriri was the one who confessed to me first. She expressed her feelings to me and confessed, and I accepted her confession...”

”But you’re also dating other girls, wouldn’t that be unfair to Zemura?”

At this point, Shiyu of Misty Hill’s tone carried a hint of reproach.

”I had honestly told Eiriri I couldn’t love only her, and Eiriri understood that.”

But Fang Zheng didn’t mind, continuing to speak, while Shiyu of Misty Hill snorted upon hearing his answer.

”Isn’t there an option to love only her?”

”No.”

Fang Zheng shook his head.

”Honestly, I can’t understand the idea and feelings of loving only one person. In fact, before Eiriri confessed to me, I already had a few girlfriends, so if I didn’t clarify with Eiriri, it wouldn’t just be irresponsible to her but also to my other partners.”

Fang Zheng was stating a fact. Of course, he ”knew” what love was, given it was abundant in TV, novels, and games. However, he couldn’t grasp the concept of ”the only love.” To Fang Zheng, the reason ”you’re my only one” exists in reality is solely due to monogamy. When reality restricts people’s choices, vying for the only spot becomes the last resort.

However, regarding love stories where the protagonist loves only the female lead and rejects feelings from others entirely, Fang Zheng found himself utterly unable to comprehend. He simply couldn’t imagine such a love existing.

”...Ha...”

Hearing this, Shiyu of Misty Hill sighed deeply.

”That’s not real love at all...”

”Then, what is true love?”

After Fang Zheng posed this question, an extended silence ensued between them.

Finally, Shiyu of Misty Hill sighed once more.

”I don’t know either.”

As time passed by, when Fang Zheng led Shiyu of Misty Hill out of the bar, it was already late at night.

”I... I’m not satisfied...”

Supported by Fang Zheng, Shiyu of Misty Hill complained all the way. At this point, her face was flushed, and she could barely walk, leaning entirely on Fang Zheng...

”That Zemura, such a fierce and tsundere girl... how could it be so easy... did you drug her or something?”

”Even if we know each other well, I won’t let you accuse me of defamation like that, Miss.”

Looking at Shiyu of Misty Hill, Fang Zheng was utterly speechless.

”Alright, this is your room, right? Where’s your room card?”

Supporting the swaying Shiyu of Misty Hill, who could barely walk, Fang Zheng headed to her hotel room door. After that, Fang Zheng didn’t know what came over Shiyu of Misty Hill, as she started drinking heavily out of frustration. The result naturally ended up like this.

”Ugh... why aren’t you drunk even a little...”

”If you want to get me drunk, you better give up on that idea.”

Seeing Shiyu of Misty Hill stumbling unsteadily, Fang Zheng was again at a loss for words. Although, due to her insistence, he drank quite a bit too, but as a Time Dragon, how could Fang Zheng be inebriated by human alcohol?

”Not gentlemanly at all...”

After finally retrieving the room card from Shiyu of Misty Hill’s bag and opening the door, Fang Zheng walked her into the room.

”Here, sit on the bed, I’ll pour you a glass of water...”

However, before Fang Zheng could finish his sentence, Shiyu of Misty Hill suddenly reached out, wrapped her arms around Fang Zheng’s neck, and they both fell onto the soft double bed.

”Miss Misty Hill?”

”Call me... Shihane...”

Looking at Fang Zheng, a complex expression appeared on Shiyu of Misty Hill’s face.

”I’ve given up... on that man... After all, no matter how hard I try, I can’t have him... but, I can’t accept losing to that fake... tsundere... golden-haired loser...”