Find Me in 1000 Years

Drunken

After all, compared to Mira, her world was even more unbelievable. The demigod? Jumping era? It cannot be told to a normal human being. He believes himself sane.

Ken refocused on the target on the dartboard. He raised the small arrow and pointed towards the target board. The young man glanced at the arrow in hand. Little arrow, land in the middle of that dartboard, her inner. Then he threw the arrow that shot and immediately stuck in the middle of the board. It succeeded! "Yep!" The young man jumped up in excitement.

Vicky scowled. His eyebrows raised one. How can this snot child quickly, know the technique of throwing it while the way to throw it just now is wrong.

Ken looked at Mira with a very happy face. "I can .. I can!" He hugged the girl while still jumping up and down. "Thank you, Mira!"

The girl smiled happily too.

"Mira?" The words came out of the man's mouth.

Ken hurriedly took off the hug. "Eh, miracle(miracle) I mean." He hurriedly corrected it.

"Oh."

"Don't forget, you ...."

"I didn't forget." The bule man raised his hand. He then started drinking the glass until it ran out. Damn it, but this time you won't get lucky 2 times. "Come on, second one."

Ken started again. Focus and glance towards the small arrow. As he threw the arrow, it shot back to the same place. It even piled up because of the many arrows gathered in the middle with such a small dartboard.

The man is upset. How could the young man be lucky twice? "OK, ok, ok ...." By being forced to drink a glass of Ken beer, even though one glass of beer alone is enough to make his body overheated.

He struggled to finish the beer until the last gulp with one drink. Her clothes got wet from a beer spill. He rubbed his mouth. "Well, next one!" sullenly.

Ken was actually quite pitying the guy. While glancing at Mira who had only been silent since earlier, he persuaded the man to go home. "Eh, would it not be ...."

The man looked at Ken. "You're afraid this time you're losing, mmh? Luck doesn't come all the time, Ken."

"Oh, I'm not ...."

"Then prove that it wasn't a coincidence. If you're smart, and not as dumb as your face." The man laughed. It seems he's getting drunk. He ordered 2 large glasses of beer.

Ken was upset to say he had a stupid face. You'll see this isn't a coincidence. He rolled up his long shirt. Again he pointed the little arrow at the dartboard. This time, Vicky bothered him.

The man laughed. "How great are you, throwing such a small arrow? This time, you're not gonna." He came back laughing.

While staring at the man, Ken throws the arrow and.

The man gawked. His eyes are perfectly round. He rubbed his eyes, not believing his vision.

That young man who was staring at him but was able to throw the arrow without looking? Only a professor can do that. He himself has not been able to do that until now. "You ...." Is he actually a knife throwing professional?

"Yes, I'm sleepy to go home" Ken asked.

"Not because we're going to start over with the others." Vicky started to stand staggering.

"Ow ... You're drunk how do you want to do something else?" The young man whined annoyed.

"No, I'm not drunk." But when moving the man almost fell if not helped Ken with Mira.

"Ohhh ...." Ken held the man's arm.

"Actually, we can play knife-throwing, but we don't have apples to target."

"Yes, yeah. How about later." Ken helped the man sit down.

"Ok, then we throw another arrow." The man drank a little of his beer.

Ken patted his forehead, as the man persisted with his will. He noticed how the man threw the little arrow and Vicky was great because in a drunken state he could still throw the little arrow on target, even in a row.

The young man was actually amazed by the man's ability because it was the man's true ability, in contrast to him who relied on self-strength.

"Ok, I'm done. It's your turn."

"It's not better ...."

"Don't avoid much! You can't do it again this time, can you?!" hardik the man was furious.

Ken turned his head towards the girl beside him who also turned to him. He shrugged his shoulders.

He just repeated what he had done earlier and predictably, the young man was able to get through the obstacles easily and the man now had to go back to drinking 2 big glasses of beer in front.

"You don't have to be kind to me!" Vicky pushed the young man so violently that he fell on his chair. He tried to accept defeat by drinking 2 glasses of beer on the table. "Huh ...." He rubbed his wet mouth. Back his shirt was doused in spilled beer as the man drank it.

"Yes, Vick. We're going home," he said.

"Wait a minute I'm sleepy." He put his head on the table above the folds of his hand.

Ken looked towards Mira. Still he lyrics again the man, whose head is no longer moving on the table, to just make sure. He turned back to the girl. "I'm grateful you're okay. How did you get out of that museum?"

The girl smiled wryly. "Because I am me."

"Huh?"

The girl widened her smile. "Sir Ken, you better go home and bring this guy." Mira pointed at the man with her chin.

"But if I come back ...."

"There's no point in your brother avoiding you because they'll definitely find you. You will also not be able to jump again to another era."

"But as far as I am concerned, I was thinking of running faster but knew I was joining a gang of thieves."

"People, can run fast when what?"

"Mmh ... pursued an*jing?"

The girl smiled. "Rubber. Then what?"

"Then what is it?" Ken tapped his chin. "Pursuing debt collectors like yesterday?"

The girl laughed. "Yes, what else?"

A little surprised Ken saw the girl laughing. It looks sweet, but why is it so hard to see her smile and laugh? The girl mostly gave a flat facial expression to him even tended to be cold.

"Sir Ken!"

"Eh?" Ken realized he was daydreaming. "Yes, what?"

The girl scowled. "That's you! You can run fast at what time?"

"What time is it? Missed bus?"

The girl laughed again. "Sir Ken, you are so funny" he said, patting the young man on the arm.

Ken looked at the girl's very young face. The girl attempted to dress up an adult by dressing slightly open at the top just so that she looked fit to be in that place.

For some reason, every time he met her, the girl was able to give joy at that moment by just being present there with him. Maybe because they are from the same world. "I'm tired of moving around. It's not me. What if I just go with you?"

The young man's question left Mira confused to answer.

"Are we not the same? You must be a demigod too, right, or a goddess like my mother?"

The girl was like a stranglehold. "Sir Ken better ...."

"You must not avoid. My mother said, you'll answer all my questions." Now Ken was really curious about the girl next to him.

The girl was silent. His face is a little tense. "Don't know why I should follow you?"

"No. Oh, maybe because you work for my mom?"

"Not."

Ken frowned.

"For if you don't live out your destiny, my life may not last long."

"What?"

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