What if the lord is too popular

It was past midnight, and Mori Ogai was standing at the bottom of the office building in Mafia at the port, looking up.

Beside her, Alice rubbed her sleepy eyes and complained: "Why are you here so late, you want to die suddenly?"

Mori turned a deaf ear to it, and the view was generally pitch black, except for the leftmost window on the third floor with a little light.

He smiled in understanding, and dragged the drowsy girl upstairs: "It seems that there are people who can't fall asleep like me."

The two just stood in front of the office when the door opened automatically.

Snapped-

The figure of Osamu Dazai appeared in the field of vision—wrapped in a thin quilt, his cheeks were still blush after a high fever.

"Oh, did Mr. Sen come here specially to see me?" The young man rolled his eyes with a smile, looking harmless to humans and animals, "Obviously a phone call is enough, it's so late."

Sen scratched the back of his head, showing some embarrassment: "Is that so? I thought Mr. Dazai was waiting for me to tell you about that person."

"..." Dazai's eyes darkened, and he silently made way out of the passage.

Mori Ogai went straight in, and heard the door behind him "click" to lock.

"Did you find him?" Dazai's tone was lazily mixed with displeasure.

What are you displeased with?Sen thought hard, and threw a black square object into the air without looking back.

"Yeah, although Dazai-kun didn't reveal to me the key information about his drastic change in appearance. But it's understandable for him to be confused with a fever."

Dazai laughed loudly: "In this case, how can Mr. Mori be sure that he was found instead of other despicable impostors?"

Well, it's a good question, the kind that gets you wrong if you answer it wrong.

Mori Ogai pursed his lips and remained silent, looking down at Alice staggering to and fro, holding her up before her soft body made intimate contact with the ground, and said calmly:

"Because at the end of the day, love is—"

"A kind of instinct." The girl's eyelids were still drooping, but her mouth automatically and spontaneously added like clockwork.

The silence in the room was terrifying, as if a fight was about to start at any moment.

After a while, the curly-haired youth passed by Sen without changing his expression, and was about to sit back on the bed.

"Isn't Dazai-kun like this?"

Osamu Dazai faltered, and shrugged pretending to be meaningless: "Who knows, I haven't tried it. So this time Mr. Mori won."

Before he could drive his "instinct" to find his lover, Tong Mo recognized him first.

The young man covered his mouth and coughed several times, begging for mercy: "For the sake of being a patient, don't you show off in front of me?"

Mori Ogai nodded in agreement, and the tit-for-tat atmosphere disappeared immediately.He succinctly explained the current situation, and finally supported Dazai:

"You are now in a state of 'death' to the outside world, and it is inconvenient to show your face. How about it, should I call His Highness Fukuzawa, and you will hide here temporarily?"

Tears welled up in Dazai's eyes, and asked half-truthfully:

"Mr. Sen, wouldn't you-"

[Is it because I am afraid that I will secretly contact Yaozai and want to put me under the nose to watch? ]

Mori Ogai was stunned for a moment, hiding the light from his long and narrow eyes:

"How could it be, Dazai-kun~"

"..."

Alice was forced to watch a scene of hypocrisy, and she understood:

There are no rivals in love who can live in harmony in this world.

[Men are creatures that are really childish. ]

Cloudy the next day

At seven o'clock in the morning, Wu Yan opened the door of Yaozai's room.

Although the previous state was locked, it was useless to the ghost king.

Having said that, the idea of ​​"just lock the door and you're safe" is naive in itself.

It seems that Yoya Ubuyashiki still doesn't have an accurate understanding of his strength.

This is not good, it means that you may be lucky and play around outside.

Wu Mi, like a proud white cat wagging its tail, approached silently.With his hands behind his back, he condescendingly inspected Yaoya's sleeping face.

A man's facial skin is very thin and can be broken by blowing bullets.A few strands of silver hair hang down naturally, together with the eyelashes trembling restlessly due to light sleep, the overall appearance is beautiful and fragile.

Just like an expensive blue and white porcelain vase, it needs careful care.

But deep in Gui Wu Tsuji's heart, there is always a desire to destroy him severely.

This is of course not the Oni King's fault, but Yoya Ubuyashiki's.

Even the subconscious guard posture of the man when he sleeps is fascinating - the pillow in his arms and the slightly arched knees in front of his stomach.

Wuyou reached out to touch Xiangzai's slender waist in a strange way.

The so-called "slender" is for men.

But before his hand touched his clothes, the other party suddenly opened his dark red pupils and woke up.

[Damn. ]

For some reason, Wu Mi secretly had such a sigh.

"Wu Mi? Why are you in my room?" Yaozai asked hoarsely with a strong nasal voice.

Why is the voice hoarse?The ghost king recalled it, maybe it was because he screamed too hard last night when his mind was invaded.

He just wanted to taunt:

[This entire villa is mine, you said, can I just enter your room? ]

Who would have thought that when Wu Mi lowered his head to meet Shang Yaozai's bloodshot innocent eyes, his Adam's apple rolled and he couldn't help asking:

"You didn't sleep well last night?"

Hearing this, Yaozai hugged the quilt and sat up with a self-deprecating smile: "I thought we should be out at night?"

Wu Mi was startled, it was the first time in his memory that Yaoya used "we" to describe him.

This feeling is very subtle, they should be fighting to the death, but now they seem to be clinging to each other.

Wu Mi remembered hearing that Yaoya's earlobes were sensitive, and thought of teasing him.So without warning, he leaned close to his side face and approached his ear, deliberately said in a low voice:

"If I had known you should have come to my room last night, we could have done something 'to make you feel better'."

The intimacy is endless, and the temperature of Yaoza's cheeks suddenly rises, and then...

boom!

There seemed to be a bomb exploding in his ear, and even his temples thumped.

Wu Mi was pushed hard, caught off guard and took a few steps back, and when he met Shang Yaozai's angry eyes, he reacted belatedly:

It turned out that the loud noise just now was because Yoya Ubuyashiki snapped the string called "reason" in his brain.

He licked his lips, pretentiously straightened his meticulous suit, his slightly restrained plum red vertical pupils flashed a dull streamer.

"Don't forget to go to the Bliss Cult to use your divine power, fool more idiots, and come back early at night."

"Please get out."

Wu Mi snorted lightly: "Don't be so shy, anyway, this is not the first time for you."

"……go out!"

Yaozai sat cross-legged on the bed, and waited until Wu Mi's breath left.

His eyes darkened suddenly, the blush on his cheeks faded, and he was as cold as ice.

[The system said worriedly: Master Ubuyashiki, you should catch up on your sleep, you hardly slept much yesterday. ]

As the system said, as a vampire, Yaozai has no sleepiness at night, and his thinking is still unprecedentedly active.

Thinking is a spontaneous act, and in order to prevent his real thoughts from being stolen by Wu Mi next door, he had to sit with his mind empty for a night.

I was so tired that I could even hear the buzzing in my ears.

Yaozai glanced out of the window through the heavy curtains, the dark clouds covering the sun will dissipate at some point.

He shook his head: "I want to go to the Bliss Cult before the sun comes out."

As soon as the words fell, Yaozai fell onto the bed with the quilt in his arms, and said vaguely:

"Call me in five minutes."

Yaozai was obviously sleepy, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

2 minutes later...

[Xiaotong, what did Wuyou mean when he said 'it's not the first time anyway'? ]

[System Relief: Don't worry about Miyashiki-sama, that guy lied to you. ]

[That's good. ]

Yaozai just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

[System: Uh, what I mean is... you are not with Ghost Mai Tsuji, but with Mori Ogai. ]

[Me and... Mori Ogai?several times? ]

[The words used in the system are very strict: As far as I know, Mr. Ubayashiki, you have done the last step twice. ]

Yaoya gritted his teeth, no wonder Mori Ogai started to move as soon as he sat in the co-pilot last night.

Men don't have a good thing.

[Wait, so who's up and who's off when doing something like this? ]

[This seemingly simple question kept the system silent for a long time: Well, Mr. Ubuyashiki, I think the answer to this question is quite obvious. ]

……

This time Yaozai's face was really red, he pulled the thin quilt over his head, his curled fingers were exposed, his skin was lovely and translucent.

This situation made the system very difficult—it didn't know whether to remind its host:

[5 minutes early. ]

bliss religion

Yuya Ubuyashiki was extremely distressed, no matter how many believers he "listened to", everything that happened in the morning could be vividly remembered.

[Knowing that you were supposed to come to my room last night, we could have done something "to make you feel better". ]

Ting Wumi's tone seemed to be impatient for this to happen, maybe...

just tonight?

Of course Yaozai knew that if he wanted to kill him, he would have to make a necessary sacrifice, but is it "necessary" to do it with his old enemy?

[Um, Ubuyashiki-sama, I mean, you and Mori Ogai made it to the last step twice in total. ]

Yaozai changed the method of using his index finger to lightly tap the believer's forehead to establish contact, and opened his whole palm to cover the other person's face.

He didn't have enough sleep, and he was distracted thinking about the countermeasures for tonight. He didn't notice it for a while, and the negative emotions flowed towards him like a raging wave, drowning him.

[Wait, so who gets on and who gets off when doing something like this? ]

[Ubuyashiki-sama, I think the answer to this question is pretty obvious. ]

……

Yaozai's sharp fangs pierced his lower lip suddenly, and the smell of blood instantly filled the entire lobby.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear the believers exclaim:

"Oh, Your Highness Huaiqi, you are bleeding."

tap tap —

The sound of footsteps approached, and Tong Mo, the leader of the Bliss Church, came running in stride, pushing away the restless crowd of onlookers.

He went up the stairs, looked at Yaoza who was in a trance, hesitantly patted him on the shoulder for a while:

"Hinoki, are you alright?"

The moment Tong Mo's fingers touched Yaozai's gorgeous clothes, it seemed that some kind of taboo switch was turned on.

"Do not touch me!"

Accompanied by Yaozai's suppressed and angry growl, Tong Mo was thrown several meters away, and hit the ground hard from the high platform.

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling also fell, with a loud "boom"!

People ran away with their heads in their arms, and Huiqi, known as the "Son of God", seemed to be unaware of it, stroking her swollen temples with one hand, and the murderous intent in her dark red pupils soared.

tap tap —

Hinoki walked slowly to the only Tong Mo left in the lobby, bent over and lifted his chin, licked his lips and tilted his head to smile:

"Why don't you run away?"

The author has something to say: a murder case caused by not wanting to be X.

感谢在2021-01-1920:55:02~2021-01-2018:11:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Qi Jiangyuan; 1 bottle of Ye Shaojin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!