Vector Manipulation of a Heroic Branch[Comprehensive]

"Can I go back to your house with you?" "The program group is also routine today to look around the station for those who missed the last tram home, hoping to pay for them to take a taxi home in exchange for going home with the other party, and at the same time Filming and interview opportunities.

"Huh? I've watched your show..."

This subject is a very good-looking young man with red hair. He has long hair, and his emerald green eyes are like fine emeralds. Even at night, they still reflect the burning lights of this city. Among them, the trance is like the shining stars in the sky.

"Want to come to my house for an interview? Sorry, I have to ask." He smiled and took out his mobile phone.

"Yeah!" The column team nodded, and Yoxue watched him expectantly and dialed the phone.

【Hey, it's me, um, I'll be back right away, why don't you find something to eat yourself first?I'll go back in a while and cook something delicious for you.Really, why do you always fail to get fat? ! 】

【Ah, I want to talk to you. I met a program group, that of TV Tokyo, and I want to come to our house for an interview. 】

[Don't be so indifferent.People just want to come for an interview. 】

[...The Last Work really likes their show. 】

【You...you are really quick to change your mind.Am I inferior to the last work? ... Forget it, you still don't want to answer, I can almost guess what you will say, I think it's better not to humiliate myself. 】

【Well, then it's settled, I'll take them home in a while. 】

After the young man dialed the phone, he chatted with the person over there, but he finally convinced him.Turning his head, he smiled at the program group: "Okay, he agreed."

"That's really great! Today is really lucky!" The host lady smiled at the camera and then turned her head to look at the lucky kid who was selected to cook soup today... Ah no, it was the lucky kid who was interviewed, "Thank you very much!"

"You paid the fare." The red-haired young man waved his hand, indicating that this is actually not a problem.There is no need to thank you for things that are mutually beneficial.

"Where is your home?"

"Oh, Yokohama."

"Wow! Yokohama?"

The program team was obviously surprised.

"Well, after all, that guy doesn't want to leave Yokohama. He has important people over there."

The smile on the face of the red-haired young man is gentle and friendly. He is the kind of person who feels like spring breeze just by looking at him like this.

"Huh? Is it family?"

"No, it's my lover."

"Wow, is it a lover? ... Huh? 'He'?"

"Yes, I heard you right. His gender is the same as mine." The smile on the red-haired young man's face didn't even change the curvature, as if he didn't know how explosive the news he said was.

"... Wishing, bless you all!"

"Thank you."

They took a taxi, and in the car, the host lady asked some small questions to the red-haired young man as usual, like warming up and chatting.

"May I have your name and age, please?"

"Minano Shuichi... is 24 years old this year."

"Huh?! Are you 24 years old? You can't tell at all! You look very young!"

"Pfft... I'll take this as a compliment."

"It's still outside so late, what's the matter?"

When asked this question, the red-haired young man's eyes softened suddenly: "Because he said he suddenly wanted to eat a cake from a shop..."

"So you came out and bought it?"

"Well, because that store is the closest one in Tokyo." The red-haired young man smiled softly, "He has worked hard recently, so it's okay to satisfy him with such small things."

The host lady saw that besides the cake, he was also carrying some vegetables: "These are?"

"Because I feel that with his personality, if he still eats dessert so late, he probably won't sleep tonight but will have to work late, so I want to make him something else to eat."

"You are really a very considerate boyfriend." The host lady sighed.

"Ah, it's okay." The red-haired young man didn't know what to think, and his face looked a little dark.

"After all, I always feel that there are too many guys who want to kill me..."

He said this sentence in a relatively low voice, and the host lady didn't hear it very clearly: "What did you say?"

"No, nothing." The red-haired young man shook his head, apparently not intending to continue this topic.The host lady is not a person who doesn't know what's interesting. Seeing him like this, she thoughtfully changed the subject and talked about something else.

By the time they arrived in Yokohama, it was already very late.But despite this, the city of Yokohama is still brightly lit.There are still many people walking on the street at night, but when the host lady looked out the window of the taxi, she found that some of the people walking on the street were wearing black suits and seemed to be holding arms.

"That, is that?"

She was a little surprised and scared.

The red-haired young man looked outside after hearing the words: "Hmm... it should be the port mafia."

"Hey?! Is it a gangster?!"

The host lady covered her mouth in surprise.

"Just treat them as they are, after all there is no essential difference."

Between their questions and answers, members of the Port Mafia had already come over, stopped their car, and knocked on the window.

"Hey," after they rolled down the car window, the gun in the other party's hand "clicked" and he looked at them with unfriendly eyes, "The port mafia is doing business, who are you? Why did you get involved?"

The hostess was almost screaming - when did we get involved?Is it because I passed by here? !

The red-haired young man sitting next to her sighed, leaned over, looked at the mafia member standing outside, turned his wrist, and showed him something.The hostess only noticed that the man's face instantly became respectful, and there was a little imperceptible panic.

"Sorry to bother you...please."

As he said this, he directed the others to get out of the way.

The hostess was terrified, and felt that this was the same as some plot in the movie.

"Are you from the Port Mafia too?"

When they left the area, the host lady couldn't wait to ask.

She thinks it's going to be a huge hit!think about it!There is a mafia prince (?) who has same-sex lovers who wash their hands and make soup for each other!What a selling point that attracts ratings!

But the red-haired youth brutally interrupted her thoughts.

"No, I'm just pretending to be a tiger." He explained, not sure if he was distracted.

The taxi stopped in front of a villa with a huge private garden, and the red-haired young man gestured that he could stop here: "We're here."

When they got out of the car, the red-haired youth took out his key card and opened the closed iron gate, inviting them in.

From the iron gate to the door of the house inside, there is a short road that is neither long nor short. It is paved with small stones and hidden in a field of flowers.With the night wind blowing, the aroma of roses instantly filled the nostrils, and some scattered petals were flying in the air. Accompanied by the milky white villa behind and the surrounding sea of ​​flowers, it was like stepping into a trance. Into the realm of fairy tales.

"It's so beautiful..." The host lady murmured to herself.

Hearing her voice, the red-haired young man smiled proudly: "I planted these, because I like plants more, so I planted a lot in my home."

"Did you plant them all?"

The host lady looked at the large sea of ​​colorful flowers with a little surprise and admiration, admiring it very much.

"Well.—come, come in."

They had already reached the door, and the red-haired youth opened the door and invited them in.

"I am back."

"Hi, excuse me—"

Only one person was seen in the huge villa. The white-haired young man was lying on his side on the carpet in the center of the living room, propping his head with one hand, while with the other hand he was taking out snacks from the bag next to him.When he heard the sound coming from the door, he turned his head and looked over.

"You're back." The white-haired young man gathered his bathrobe and stood up.There was still a trace of water vapor on his hair, and water droplets dripped from the end of the hair, rolled down along the smooth and graceful neck, passed the exquisitely shaped collarbone all the way, and then disappeared in the snow-white in the fabric.

"Why don't you wipe your hair..."

The red-haired young man sighed, raised his hand, took a towel from the side, walked up to him, and wiped his hair.

The host lady stood where she was, feeling that she was covered in dog food, and for a moment she didn't even know whether she should go forward or not.

"Is this... the program group that you said you came to interview at home?"

The white-haired young man glanced over, and there was a sparkle of brilliance in those pupils.

"En." The red-haired youth responded.

"ok, I get it."

The white-haired young man scratched his hair, and the soft white hair was immediately messed up by him, and it exploded in all directions.The red-haired young man suddenly laughed helplessly, took the comb from the side, and combed his hair carefully bit by bit.

"The relationship between the two is really good." The host lady smiled dryly.

The white-haired young man lowered his head when he heard the words, but from the corners of his raised lips, it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

"Take them to see." As he spoke, he naturally took the cake from the red-haired young man, opened it, and ate it with a spoon.

The red-haired young man let out a helpless sigh, and then smiled apologetically at the program crew.

"Then let me show you around. He has that temper, please don't mind."

The red-haired young man paused and asked for their opinions: "Can you go to the kitchen with me first? I'm going to put these down first."

He gestured to the various ingredients in his hands.

"no problem!"

The red-haired youth led them through the living room and into the rectangular kitchen next to them.The kitchen lights are bright and clean, the tiles are shining, and there is not even the slightest oil stain on the range hood beside it.

"The kitchen at home is so big." The host lady looked around.

"Because I like cooking more, I made the kitchen at home more... fully equipped? You can put it this way." The red-haired young man smiled and put the ingredients on the white porcelain cooking table.

The hostess followed behind him, and looked at the cardboard box on the chopping board: "Did you eat pizza in the afternoon?"

"Ok?"

When the red-haired young man heard the words, he poked his head over to take a look, and his face turned dark immediately.

"One side! One side—"

He poked half his head out of the kitchen: "Why did you order takeaway pizza again in the afternoon? How many times have I told you that it is junk food! Don't eat too much!"

He looked a little distraught.

The voice of the white-haired young man came from the direction of the living room: "Because the takeaway is the closest—"

The red-haired youth looked particularly angry.He gritted his teeth, gritted his teeth very much.

"Okay, you can..."

With a grunt, he threw the remaining packaging boxes into the trash can, took a deep breath, and calmed down his emotions.

"Our kitchen is quite complete, because I often cook at home."

He opened the refrigerator and showed the program crew a pile of things stuffed inside.

"Are you so virtuous?!"

"Isn't the word virtuous used too much to describe men?"

They came out of the kitchen and into a small storage room built under the stairs.It is said to be small, but it is not necessarily true. It is just because the height is relatively short, so it gives people a feeling of crampedness. In fact, the area is still very large.

"This is our grocery room. Basically everything is stuffed in it." The red-haired young man smiled a little embarrassedly.

Indeed, despite the large area, the inside is still stuffed with almost no gaps. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is from the feet to the head.It can be said that there is everything, the host lady saw tapestries, books, long swords, bows, and even... guns?

What is going on with this family!

She shrank her neck silently.

"Let's go upstairs next time?"

asked the red-haired youth.

"Good, good."

The host lady replied in a trance.

After going up the stairs to the second floor, you can see a total of three houses.The host lady casually pushed open the door of the nearest room, and the red-haired young beast turned on the light.

This is a very warmly furnished room, full of...childlike innocence.

Well, that's right, childlike innocence.

In the very center of the room is a circular water bed covered with a bed curtain.

"Well……"

Perhaps because of being stimulated by the light, the person who fell asleep on the bed rubbed his eyes and made a sound that was not particularly awake.

"It's okay, it's okay, you continue to sleep, the last work."

The red-haired young man reached out to help her tuck the corner of the quilt, patted her on the head, and led the program team out of the room.

"Was that just now...?"

"The little girl in our family at that time." The red-haired young man smiled.

The hostess had a stomach full of questions, but finally swallowed them down.

I always thought it would be rude to ask.she thinks.

After leaving this house, they turned their heads and pushed open the door of another house.

"Wow!"

As soon as he entered, the host lady let out a low cry.

The walls of this house are painted in a dark blue color that is almost black, and there are strings of night lights that look like stars on the walls and ceiling. Xinghe intercepted a section and filled it into this room.

"So beautiful!"

"We also like this design very much." The red-haired young man reached out and touched the wall, smiling.

At this time, the sound of opening the door and the sound of noise came from downstairs.Both the red-haired youth and the program team couldn't help being taken aback, and then walked out of the room.

Looking down from the railing of the stairs, they saw a lot of people entering from the door, and outside the door, there were more people waiting at the door because there was not enough space to get in.

What made the host lady terrified was that all these people were wearing black suits. It didn't look like suits and leather shoes, but rather... Maybe it was some illegal organization!

She still remembers the mafia she saw on the way here!Don't think you can fool the past!

...Haven't you really thought that even if someone is a mafia, you are the one who is unlucky?

The red-haired young man leaned over the railing and looked down, and then followed the short young man with orange-red hair and wearing a black hat to meet his gaze.

"Mr. Nakahara?"

The young man standing downstairs heard his voice and looked up.

"Ah, it's you."

The young man called Zhongyuan greeted him.

"It's so late, what's the matter?"

asked the red-haired youth.

"Talk to him about something." The orange-haired young man said so, then turned his head to look at the white-haired young man who finally gave up his snacks and TV because of their arrival.

"Let me tell you! Are you too laid back!"

The orange-haired youth patted the table angrily.

"..." The white-haired young man looked up, and suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that cannot be described in words, "Then what do you want me to do?"

The orange-haired youth took a deep, deep breath, as if warning himself not to argue with the guy in front of him: "Something went wrong at the port."

"Wow, you guys won't handle it?"

The white-haired youth was unmoved.

"It's not easy for us to get involved in the spiritual energy world—ah! You are really as irritating as Dazai! Since you are the king, take responsibility for me a little bit! You don't care about this kind of thing Is it!"

"If I have to come for this kind of thing, what's the use of the inspector team?"

The white-haired young man twitched the corners of his mouth, obviously he hadn't done anything, but he was sarcasmous.

The host lady probed her head and was spotted by the orange-haired young man.

"Huh? What is this?"

He glanced.

"The program team came to interview at home."

"Interview with you?"

The orange-haired youth asked with a strange expression.

"It shouldn't be... what's wrong?"

"No, I was just thinking, there will be a time when the 'King' we have always seen is exposed to the public?"

"Hey, hey? Wang...?"

The hostess was a little taken aback.

"What?" The orange-haired young man seemed even more surprised than she was, "You came to interview him, but you don't even know who he is?!"

Me, we just randomly found someone on the road to interview?Now it seems that there is still some serious identity, right?The host lady was shocked.

but--

king?

She suddenly thought of something, and her eyes widened in surprise.

This country has a king.

Seven years ago, the former No. [-] professional hero, Olmert, retired. Suddenly, the dark forces lost their suppression, and everything began to move around.At the same time, the dimensional wall between the worlds was also broken, and many two-dimensional characters all broke through the dimensional wall and came out. The social rules were instantly broken and became chaotic, leading to chaos in the entire world. change.

This situation lasted for a whole year, and then, a boy was born out of nowhere.

He was just 18 years old, and he could be called a child. He was between a teenager and a young man. He strongly repelled the villains from another world, and used absolute force to write an inviolable rule for this country. Order, but also a Haiyan Heqing.He bears the glory of the king on his body, and the sword of Damocles above his head is a crown and glory.

He became the king of the country, admired and adored by all.He who put an end to this troubled world is a hero in the hearts of countless people.

She remembered that their king's name was——

One way.

This is a one-way street that only allows one person to walk alone.

The hostess seemed to have suddenly realized something, and when she saw the red-haired young man standing behind the white-haired young man, her heart throbbed suddenly.

She bent down in that direction, deeply, deeply.

so good.

That is their king... and their partner.

The host lady smiled and thought, that's great.

It's great that their king is cared for and loved so much.

May your glory last forever, and may your love last forever.

The author has something to say: These two people act like an old married couple or... nanny?