.Nineteen, the tea ceremony for the gay men

"It's such a big mistake to come to this ghost place to attend a shit tea party!"

Holding an exquisite tea bowl with countless saliva in his hand, he knelt on a rough mat with some feet. Although Feili still barely kept a stiff smile on her face, she still felt goose bumps on her body surrounded by a group of muscular men at close distance.

Through the open paper window, the warm sunshine scattered into the narrow tea room. Outside the window is an exquisite courtyard surrounded by embroidered fences, with clear springs in rockery, lotus ponds and willows with mottled marks, and the arrangement is very elegant and quiet. Sitting quietly in front of the window, while admiring the koi cruising in the pool and embroidered green onions by the pool, while listening to the clear spring flowing into the bamboo tube water bucket, feeling the moist water vapor coming to the face. When your mind is calm and your eyes are clear, you will sip a sip of warm tea... It seems to be both elegant and natural, and indifferent, and it can relax your spirits and experience the artistic conception of "Zen". The only problem is...

It's so disgusting, why do I have to exchange saliva with these gay guys?

Feili cursed in her heart, secretly moving her legs that were sore and numb after kneeling for a long time. At the same time, she symbolically turned the bowl of "strong tea" that was even more sticky than millet porridge, and had a layer of green foam on the surface, and touched her lips slightly, as if she was treating a hot potato, and hurriedly handed the tea bowl to the next person.

What kind of thing is the tea ceremony that is proud of by the people of the Japanese island country?

For those outsiders who are completely ignorant of their careers, the so-called tea ceremony is the brainless act of a group of people squeezing into a semi-closed cage and spending a full four hours drinking two bowls of tea!

For those hobbies that are addicted to this, tea ceremony is an excellent pastime to cultivate one's own character, cultivate sentiment, and temporarily put aside the troubles of the world and experience the elegant artistic conception. It is especially loved by lazy people who hate sports.

For those professional tea people who have been immersed in tea ceremony all their lives, tea ceremony is not only their way to make money, but also their life experience rituals where they practice meditation at home and understand the profound meaning of "harmony, tranquility and tranquility".

So, what is the significance of a group of professional samurai gay men?

According to the original idea of ​​Feili, an outsider, the so-called local tea ceremony should be similar to the local tea ceremony organized by later companies. The boss and the employee put aside their airs, have a cup of tea, eat some snacks, chat with some relaxed topics, bring each other closer to each other, and communicate with some necessary things. As the directly subordinate boss of this group of Japanese ronin warriors, even if it is only temporarily, you should maintain appropriate communication during time outside work, so as not to cause any chaotic events in the end due to estrangement from the upper and lower levels.

I have to say that although Feili is not very good-looking, she is both greedy for money and lust, and she does not have much courage, especially her spirit of sacrifice and dedication. However, at least she is still doing it well in terms of taking on job responsibilities.

At the same time, he was a little curious about the entertainment activities such as tea ceremony that he had never seen with his own eyes.

But... As the saying goes, curiosity kills cats. This principle seems to be the same for people.

The tea party lasted less than an hour. Feili began to feel regretful: seven or eight large men with large figures, crammed in a large and small tea room with only four and a half tatami (about 8 square meters, and had to remove the stove, cabinet and small toilet area). They were each other's feet next to each other, shoulder to shoulder. While chatting about irrelevant topics such as tea bowl shapes, hanging scroll styles, courtyard scenery, etc., surrounded by body temperature, shared a large bowl to take turns to drink tea. Let their lips touch each other through it... Isn't it a bit like having a glass of wine when a couple is dating?

For ordinary people with normal sexual orientation, the emotions between such men are a hundred times more disgusting than Sister Furong who wears a bikini and walks cat steps. However, for these lives filled with killing and being killed, and they will slaughter each other at some point, the short and rare joy is all placed here.

However, Feili was absolutely not interested in this long-standing slut-scratch fellow. Seeing the "enterprise" gazes that were circling straight to his buttocks, he was both disgusting and creepy, and was afraid that the anus would be in danger. Feili basically knew about his appearance: his eyebrows were beautiful, his face was bright, and his figure was weak. Except for the bald head, he was a little ugly, and other aspects were very consistent with the characteristics of a weak and beautiful boy, or a pseudo-woman. For a muscular man with abnormal sexual orientation, it was simply the best object to knock down...

Fortunately, this is just a tea party, not a drink party, so you won’t have any troubles after drinking. And scruples are concerned about their identities and positions, and the gay warriors don’t do anything out of the ordinary when they are sober. But it’s definitely a dream to have a good and harmonious atmosphere. With so many aggressive eyes "attention", poor Feili kneeled on the floor in an extremely uncomfortable position, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles and living like a year.

In addition, the weather is still very hot in late summer, and the thin tea room is as stuffy as a steamer when exposed to the sun.

In addition, for the sake of making tea

The stove is growing again... Naturally, the surface of the strong muscles of the gay men is covered with a layer of shiny and wet sweat. In the boiling water vapor and the scent of tea, it gradually mixed with a burst of sour smell that people want to vomit... This is also one of the non-lethal weapons used for the death group, commonly known as the manly flavor.

However, compared with the smell of sweat that is enough to kill flies, there is even worse problem.

Since it is a tea party, there is no need for refreshments. But the samurai is not a chef after all, so it is enough to cook a tea. The more difficult baking snacks are really hard to achieve. The organizer of Kuroshima Tadao lowered the standards and found a large piece of sweet potatoes from the terraces of the back mountain. He pulled them out and washed them. He just roasted them and peeled them one by one and shared them with the charcoal used for cooking tea... But although the roasted sweet potatoes are sweet and are still worthy of being paired with bitter tea, it is easy to make people incompletely digest and excrete a large amount of vulcanized gases...

In a moment, everyone in the tea room had a stomachache and a stinky fart was like thunder. They tossed a simple and elegant tea room like a gas chamber in the concentration camp. Everyone pinched their noses and couldn't bear it anymore. They had to ignore the etiquette and jumped into the window to cover their noses and fled.

Finally, all the stench in the house and stomach was dissipated, and then he took turns to taste the strong tea. Tadao Kuroshima washed the tea kettle by himself, and then brewed the "thin tea" that was roughly equivalent to the coffee concentration. Unexpectedly, there was another problem at this time - because baking sweet potatoes requires a lot of fuel, the little charcoal prepared in advance had already been used up, so the thin tea naturally could not be cooked.

There was no choice but to take the lead in taking action and collect a few dead branches in the yard to make fire. The problem was that the rainstorms a few days ago, and the plants and trees in the yard were wet. Although the sun was so strong these two days, most of them had only dried the surface, and there was still water here. However, the harbor brothers have been in high positions for many years and have always been used to being served by others. They are not very proficient in this matter. They only know that they picked some wood and stuffed it into the furnace... The consequences can be imagined.

After a while, black smoke rolled inside and outside the tea room, coughing repeatedly, like a fire, and as if he was hit by a large-diameter smoke screen. Feili was so fumigated that her eyes were swollen and she burst into tears. After all, she could not bear it anymore. She didn't even care about drinking the thin tea, so she threw the tea bowl on the ground and ran away on her own.

As a result, he met Tecumse again on the road.

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"Hahahaha! How about it? The tea party arranged by the Black Island family must be very interesting, right?"

Looking at Feiri, who was covered in smoke and fire, and looked very embarrassed, Tkumse couldn't help but quip, "Well, at least the clothes were not torn. I originally thought you would run out with tears in your pants!"

I was crying with my pants? Is there anyone who cursed people like you? Feili suddenly felt chill all over, "Hmph! What does it mean to appreciate the customs of Japan! You have to hide it so much! Don't talk about a tea party that requires kneeling on the rough and uneven reed mat for four hours, even my legs were numb. What's even more terrifying is that those gay guys looked at me with the same eyes as they treated prey for more than three hours, which scared my hair so much that I was about to stand up!" He groaned and complained, "Why didn't you remind me just now? I wanted to see my joke?"

"Well... well, even if it's the same thing, everyone will have different opinions."

Tecumse smiled and ignored this little protest from Feili. Like most politicians in the world, he also has a cheeky face, a tongue that is used to talking nonsense, and a heart-wrenching heart. It is no problem to resist such complaints. "This kind of communication method between men and men is hard to accept for some people, but there are quite a lot of people who enjoy it. Out of respect for personal freedom, I cannot impose my sensory impression on you..."

What you said was that I had the potential to be a gay man? Feiri suddenly felt even more depressed. He snorted from his nostrils, and was about to go directly to the open-air hot spring to find Renee, and use his actions to prove that he was a heterosexual, but Tkumse grabbed his arm. Even though he struggled hard for several times, he couldn't break free.

"Hey, what are you doing? Warn you, I don't have that kind of hobby, let me go!"

"Oh, don't leave in such a hurry. I don't have that kind of hobby either." Tecumse rolled his eyes and said slowly, "Since the Black Island family's tea party suffers so much, then you can just follow me on a short trip to try the purest snow-mounted yak meat, Moon Lake) fish and aged wine?"

"It sounds good, but where are we going? What's the purpose?"
Chapter completed!