Vector Manipulation of a Heroic Branch[Comprehensive]

"Can I go to your house with you?" "The program team is also looking around the tram station today for those who failed to catch the last tram to go home, hoping to pay for the fare of taking a taxi home for the other party in exchange for the opportunity to conduct interviews in the other party's home.

Although it is said that taxi fares are very expensive in Japan, not everyone is willing to let the TV station broadcast the situation in their own home.After all, this is a country that still pays attention to privacy.

When the program group was almost disappointed, they finally met someone who was willing to let them go home together.

It was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with brown shoulder-length hair and eyes of the same color. She had a delicate and pretty face, with the innocence and liveliness unique to little girls.

"Huh? Yes, there is no problem at all! Misaka Misaka answered after thinking about it."

The one at the back claims to be... a mouth addict?The host thought this way, but didn't ask this sentence.

After getting in the taxi, they drove towards each other's home under the guidance of the girl, while doing some basic and simple understanding first.

"What's your name?"

"LastOrder. This is how Misaka Misaka introduces herself."

What kind of name is this... or rather, is this really a name?

"What about age?"

"15 years old! Misaka Misaka replied proudly!"

"I keep emphasizing 'Misaka'...is it a surname?"

"It's my sister's surname! Misaka Misaka nodded and answered!"

The host decided to ignore the other party's little oral habit in the past, and asked some other questions instead.

"Huh? Is there a sister in the family?"

"No..." The girl named The Last Work shook her head vigorously when she heard the words, "It's Yifang and Dazai at home. Misaka Misaka made corrections seriously."

It sounds like a strange composition... Miss host thought.

"So, why did you miss the tram today? Is it because of club activities?"

"I'm going to snap up the limited edition Guta dolls! Get excited, Misaka Misaka!"

"Quack, quack too doll?"

This answer was a bit surprising.

"Yes... ah, here we are! Please stop in front! Misaka Misaka is trying to clarify the situation at her home."

What they stopped was the entrance of a three-story single-family villa. The decoration of the house looked very... peculiar from the outside.There is no nameplate of the residents on the door, which makes people a little puzzled.

This family is really weird...

Not only the host, but even the camera thinks so.

The Last Work took out the card to swipe the access control, and led them in.

"Misaka is back! Misaka said happily."

"Huh? You're finally back. If you don't come back, I'll go out to find you."

Hearing the sound of opening the door and the sound of The Last Work, a young man came out of the room.He was wearing a black and white striped T-shirt, light gray slacks, no shoes and socks, and was just barefoot on the wooden floor.

The young man has white hair and bright, blood-red pupils. His appearance is so delicate that if he hadn't heard his voice, he wouldn't even be able to tell his gender.The young man raised his eyes slightly, and raised his eyebrows when he saw the people standing behind the girl.

"This is?"

"It's from TV TOKYO! They said they wanted to come to the house for an interview! One party shouldn't refuse, right? Misaka Misaka explained excitedly."

"Ah... that's fine. Since it's your invitation."

The white-haired young man glanced around them and stepped back slightly: "Come in."

I don't know why, when I was stared at by him just now, I always felt a chill behind my back...

The host lady's face froze, but she followed in.

The living room has a large area, and the warm yellow lights are bright and bright, with a warm feeling.There was a large fluffy carpet on the floor, a sofa was placed against the wall, and a rocking chair was placed by the window.

Once you walk in, you can find that there is another black-haired young man in the living room, his iris-colored eyes seem to be full of honey.There is a little melancholy about him, and his appearance is also first-class handsome.

only……

There is something wrong with this posture.

This young man is now pitifully trapped by bandages, thrown on the sofa like a silkworm chrysalis.A pair of long legs hung apart as if they had nowhere to rest.A cloth ball was stuffed into his mouth, which looked very pitiful.

When he saw the white-haired young man come back, a sobbing sound came out of his mouth.

It sounds even more pitiful!

The host lady was shocked.

This, what's going on here?Why is this happening?They just want to make a show, why did they encounter such a horrible crime scene?What's next, coercion?Or murder?

The hostess, who is good at brainstorming, still brainstormed a [-]-word essay in her heart, and she saw that she was developing towards a long-form serialization.

Then she saw the white-haired young man who opened the door for them turn black, and walked towards the black-haired young man in a bad manner, and kicked him up, while still cursing.

"Who are you pretending to be like this for? Make trouble! What else would you do besides make trouble! You bastard master!"

Home, domestic violence scene?

The camera faithfully recorded such a scene.

The black-haired young man took the kick abruptly, and he rolled his eyes as if he was dying.The white-haired young man clenched his fists and kicked the coffee table next to him. The coffee table immediately floated up, dangling in the air, and was about to head towards the sofa in the next second. The black-haired young man who couldn't move was thrown over.

Is it personality?The host lady felt that her brain was numb, she could only watch everything happen but couldn't take any specific actions.

"Woooooooooo!"

Seeing that the white-haired young man was about to manipulate the seemingly heavy coffee table into his face without any compassion, the black-haired young man finally became anxious.I couldn't see how he moved. In short, it was just a blink of an eye, and he got rid of the very strong bandage, and quickly jumped to the side.

He took the cloth stuffed in his mouth and threw it aside.The hostess took a closer look, her expression was a little subtle.

So what... If you read it correctly, the cloth seems to be... Fat times? !

She really hoped she was wrong.

"It's so ruthless..." the black-haired young man said, his voice was clear, magnetic and pleasant, it is no exaggeration to say that it could make the ears of ignorant girls pregnant, "Are you going to murder your husband?"

"I bother!"

The white-haired young man immediately sneered: "This uncle is killing harm for the people!"

While saying this, he quickly glanced at the stunned camera crew standing at the entrance, and gritted his teeth: "Be serious!"

The black-haired young man who received his warning gaze laughed, as if he had encountered something very happy.He took a few steps forward and came to the host: "Sorry, I showed you a joke before. Don't worry, this is a point between us..."

The black-haired young man lowered his head, with a shy smile on his face, "Sex..."

"Ah, ah..."

The hostess replied in a daze, and it took her a long time to realize: "Well, hello. We are the "Can I go to your house with you?" column team, and today we got the consent of that lady. Come to your home to interview..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw the black-haired young man's eyes shining brightly, looking at her like twinkling stars: "Are we on TV?"

"Yes, it is……"

The hostess began to suspect that this family might be sick, right?

The black-haired young man laughed immediately, and then with his long arm, he pulled the white-haired young man next to him who had a bad temper and was particularly difficult to serve into his arms, and moved towards his light-colored young man. The lips kissed down.

FUCK FUCK!

The hostess was amazed by such a powerful content, while looking at the beautiful picture of two beautiful young men rubbing their ears and temples and kissing, she felt that she might have revealed the eyes of a wolf.Maybe the eyes are glowing green.

Really seductive! !She kept roaring in her heart, if she wasn't still working now, she would have taken out her phone to take a photo and take it back as a screensaver.

After the kiss was over, the white-haired young man wiped the suspicious liquid from his lips, glared at the black-haired young man, and said in an unhappy tone, "Why are you so crazy?"

The black-haired young man smiled and had a kind face, but what he said did not match his seemingly innocent expression: "I want to announce to everyone that you are mine?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to wrap around the white-haired young man's waist, bit the other's earlobe, and said with a smile in an inexplicable sensual voice: "Put it on, mine."

Whether it's actions or voice, there is a strong possessive desire.

But the white-haired young man seemed to be pleased by his words, he snorted and didn't say anything more.

In short, after a period of turmoil, it is finally possible to officially enter the regularity of the program.

"What is the relationship between the two?"

"Couple." The white-haired youth lowered his eyes, but was interrupted by the black-haired youth, "Couple!"

"...Who do you want to say is the wife?!"

"I am, I am~ Don't they all praise me as a wild vixen, a concubine who is a disaster for the country?"

"...Do you really think that's a compliment?"

The corner of the hostess' mouth twitched a little as she looked at the dense hickey marks on the delicate collarbone exposed by the black-haired young man who schemingly tore his collar without the white-haired young man knowing. It is time to tell the other party that he has been sold.

"It's really in love." In the end, she could only bite the bullet and say this.

But the two people on the opposite side seem to be very satisfied with this.

"Then this little girl?"

The white-haired young man glanced at the brown-haired girl who brought them back, his eyes softened suddenly: "He is my most important person."

The black-haired young man sat behind the white-haired young man, with a weeping expression on his face.

The hostess lady's eyes suddenly changed when she looked at the white-haired young man.

Alas--

Unexpectedly, men and women still eat and enjoy the blessings of all people!This is actually a scumbag!

I don't know why the host on the opposite side looked at the dissatisfied white-haired young man:?

Although there was a little resentment in her heart, the high professionalism made the hostess firmly hold her microphone: "Can I visit your home next?"

"no problem."

The white-haired young man was probably the master of the house. He stood up and led them around the house.

"The decoration style inside the home looks very cozy...who decided it?"

"Ah... not any of the three of us..."

"Huh? Isn't it?"

"Hmm... Including decoration, purchase of furniture, and even the choice of a house, all are helped by subordinates and friends. We are actually just living in."

"Subordinates? Do you already have subordinates at such a young age?"

"Uh-yes. Quite a lot."

"young and promising?!"

The white-haired young man's eyes wandered for a moment: "Um, ah... just, let's take it as it is..."

The hostess found a huge bookshelf in the corner of the living room, which was full of books.

"Ah—where are so many books?"

"Some were written by him, and some were written by friends. In short, they are more for collection than reading." The white-haired young man explained.

"Really? Is it a writer? I wonder if I can know the name?"

"I'm Osamu Dazai."

The black-haired young man introduced himself with a smile.

"Mr. Dazai?!"

The microphone in the host lady's hand was not steady, but the white-haired young man caught it and handed it back to her.

"I-I really didn't expect that...Huh? That's it?"

Hanging on the wall next to the stairs is a net made of red silk threads from one wall, and at the nodes of the net there are guards one by one.

"The guard wall...? Very innovative design."

"It's all given by others... Do you want it? I'll give you one. Anyway, it's also a blessing that has been blessed, so it's still easier to use than the ones outside."

Although the white-haired young man didn't look like a very easy-going person, he took an amulet from the wall very casually, and handed it to the hostess: "Ise Jingu's, as a gift, it's okay to take it." Get out."

"They all belong to Ise Shrine? This wall?"

"what."

The host lady's heart trembled: "Are you some kind of priest inside the Ise Shrine?" Otherwise, why can you get so much so easily?You know, even if it is a wealthy family, a behemoth like the Ise Shrine will not be seen in the eyes.

"No... it's a subordinate."

The white-haired young man muttered, a little naively puzzled.

Ise Shrine is your subordinate? !Isn't this more surprising than the fact that the black-haired young man is the writer Osamu Dazai?

The host's expression distorted for a moment, telling himself to let go of the question, and using his gaze, he landed on the medal on the cabinet at the entrance of the TV cabinet.

"It's a medal."

"That's the first medal in the LastOrder Sports Festival."

The white-haired youth glanced at it and didn't particularly care.

"Sports Festival?" The term sounds familiar.

"Yes, the sports festival. I remember it was quite famous. Isn't it broadcast live every year? Xiongying's sports festival..."

"Xiongying High School?! Is that Xiongying High School?!" The host lady almost broke her voice.

"It's not just that hero..."

The way the hostess looks at this family can be called admiration.

What an amazing family composition!

"Can I go upstairs?"

"Ah."

They walked up the stairs, and when they were about to open the master bedroom on the second floor, the black-haired young man below suddenly rushed up impatiently and wanted to stop it.

"and many more!"

"What are you doing?"

The white-haired youth had already opened the door and walked in, and the camera followed.

"..." Looking at the scene inside, everyone fell silent.

This room should be the master bedroom, with a spacious area. A large bed with a width of [-] meters occupies the most central position in the room.The curtains are beige.Huge floor-to-ceiling windows provide an unobstructed view of everything outside.The solid wood wardrobe is inlaid on the wall, and there is a ceiling chandelier above the head.

But these are not the point.

I saw that the bed was in a mess, and the quilt was randomly rolled up and placed at the foot of the bed.

And on the bed, and on the floor, there were several obviously used things called condoms...

Did they see something extraordinary? !

"Hahaha……"

The black-haired youth stood on the stairs, trying to step back step by step.

"teacher."

The white-haired youth slammed the door shut, and the air was instantly filled with a strong sense of oppression.

"Didn't you say you took those..." His cheeks were a little flushed, he seemed ashamed and angry, "Have you cleaned up everything?!"

"This, this is not too late..."

"Sorry, don't look at this room, let LastOrder take you to continue watching, I have something to do."

The white-haired young man spoke to the program crew with restraint, and then chased after the black-haired young man.

"You don't feel itchy for three days, don't you! I'll fulfill you!"

"Wait! Have something to say! Calm down! The sword of Damocles is out! Control your Weitzman deviation value!"

"I calm down, P!!!"

"Why did Black Wing come out! What did I do! Little A, calm down! These are not things that can be eliminated by my abilities! You are really going to kill me!"

"Shut up! You deserve to die! I will personally send your soul to hell in a while! I will definitely tell Ghost Lantern to give you the best treatment!"

The author has something to say: This is a Japanese variety show, "Can I go to your house with you?" ", you can search for transport on station B, it's pretty good!real!Amway you!

Ah, the recent plot continues to be high-energy, and it feels quite relaxing and fun to suddenly change my mind and write this kind of joyful little daily episode!

This chapter is dazai if, I want to write another chapter of Zangma!

Well, in the end CP should be one of these two!I'm sure!

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After this episode aired.

I know two people: Fuck, Osamu Dazai is a shameless showman...

And the dull eyes of a lot of people: Wang, Wang's partner is this virtue? ? ?

Bring back our king, bastard! !