[Net King] After I successfully prostituted Yukimura Seiichi

"Idol Image Collapse—On how idols who become famous at a young age go to self-destruction!"

"Smoking in public places, getting drunk and fighting regardless of image, idols collapse!"

"Singer exposed his true self, is it unintentional or deliberate hype?"

The overwhelming rumors about the collapse of idols swept the Internet and newspapers. Suddenly, everyone knew that the glamorous singer on the stage fell into the mortal world in an instant.

When a person becomes popular, it may be because of one or two people holding him in high regard, and when he has a scandal, everyone will start to step on him.

The man threw his phone to the ground angrily, "Kurosawa! What the hell are you doing! Who told you to smoke and drink in public!! You are still fighting!! Do you know who you are hitting?"

The young man in a black leather jacket grinned, a bruise around his mouth was particularly conspicuous, he took off his sunglasses with one hand, and stuck out his tongue viciously, "I know, an old man who wants to eat my tofu!"

"You... Even if it is, what's wrong with being a man who is eaten with tofu? Everything is for your career! Career!"

"Career? Don't be a career, uncle~" Kurosawa waved his hand indifferently, "Don't make me laugh out loud, my career? It's your money, hahahaha?"

"You...I've raised you for so many years!" The man was speechless for a while, but then he regained his confidence, "I've raised you for so many years! It's for cultivating an idol, not a crumbling waste!"

"It's just a human design! What a sunny boy, what a little sun!" Kurosawa raised his foot and stepped on the man's desk. He died at the age of 16, and I am the ghost who stayed behind to take revenge!"

"I want everything you cultivated to disappear!" Kurosawa retracted his feet, "Bye, don't call me if you have nothing to do in the future!"

He put on sunglasses, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his leather jacket pocket. He had long been addicted to cigarettes. It seemed that he had been addicted to alcohol and cigarettes since he failed to commit suicide at the age of 16, ruining his body to the fullest.

It seems that all the innocence and kindness in the past have slipped away along the blood spurting from the wrist, and what is left is pain, hatred and determination.

He casually threw the cigarette on the ground, stamped out the cigarette butt, and turned his gaze to the paparazzi in the hidden corner, "Do your best..."

He rode on the motorcycle and returned to the apartment where he lived. It is still safe. As for the previous house, it may have been splashed with paint by fanatical and crazy fans.

Kurosawa changed into black sportswear, put on a hat and a mask, today is his 23rd birthday and he has already thought about how to spend it!

First of all, I gave my uncle a big gift, which he has already done, and the second is to go to the playground.

He is still very good at avoiding the paparazzi's stalking. At least he was not stopped by anyone before arriving at the playground. It's not that there are not many people in the playground during the holidays, and Heisawa has played all the projects by himself.

The last thing he went to was the most terrifying haunted house. He used to be afraid of this kind of thing, but now, he is not afraid at all. The past suicide made him understand a truth.

He was afraid of ghosts, but the ghosts never hurt him. He feared the gods, but the gods never had mercy on him...Only man kicked him into the abyss.

Coming out of the haunted house with a blank face, it was already night, and I visited the entire amusement park in one day, which was quite fun. To be honest, Kurosawa touched the cigarette case in his trousers pocket, and he was addicted to cigarettes...

He stood in a hidden corner with backlight, quietly smoking a cigarette, the nicotine woke him up, there were more important things to do tonight.

He opened his personal homepage, and there were countless messages in it, most of which were scolding him.

His last message in this world was only a short sentence, "I came from heaven, I am going to hell, and I have already passed the world!"

He looked down from the roof of this high-rise building. There was a lot of traffic underneath, and the neon lights of the city were dazzling and cold. This didn't belong to him, and there was no place that belonged to him.

Such a tall building... He must be dead forever, Kurosawa thought so at first, but when he lost consciousness and woke up again, in front of him was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, that was himself, and Not himself.

He followed the boy to a strange school, watched him practice tennis with his friends, watched him laugh casually, cry casually, and hug a boy casually...

"Do you want to live in another world?" After he followed the boy for a few days, there was such a voice in the void, somewhat mechanical, but with a touch of emotion.

"Another world?" Kurosawa leaned against the wall, habitually touching his pocket, and there was no smoke in it, "Go to another world and live like this?"

"Is it not good?"

"It's very beautiful..." Kurosawa followed the young man slowly, and the other party was chatting with the friend next to him without knowing anything, with a bright smile, "But I can't do it... I have changed..."

He can't smile like that, and he doesn't want to talk to others, his life is long gone, "I'm glad you let me see this, and thank you very much, but this is someone else's life."

"...If you don't agree, then you can only stay here, you won't be seen by anyone, and you will be the soul behind you for the rest of your life."

"Pfft...is this a threat? You are so kind to me hahaha..." Kurosawa laughed, "You'd better let me die hahaha."

"...Then let's take it as your consent."

"Huh?" Kurosawa's smile froze. The other party seemed to be very concerned about his life and death. His vision took a moment, and then became clear again. He was standing at the door of an art exhibition, holding a ticket in his hand.

"Ha... one ticket for the opening game, and the rest depends on Meng?" Kuisawa tidied up his sportswear, okay, then let him see what the other party is going to do.

Relying on the ticket to successfully enter the door, Kurosawa wandered around, the painting is quite beautiful... that person named Yukimura Seichi.

That guy won't let himself come here to fall in love, hahahaha, it's really funny.

"That's right, I hope you can complete the task of capturing Yukimura Seiki!"

"Okay, okay..." Kurosawa licked his lips badly. He called a staff member and asked where Yukimura Seiichi was. The woman who was fascinated by beauty quickly took Kurosawa to a corner of the art exhibition, dressed in A young man with blue-purple hair in a white suit is looking at a piece of work with his back turned.

"Mr. Yukimura, someone is looking for you." The staff retreated politely.

"Excuse me...do you have any questions?" Yukimura Seiichi smiled politely. He looked at the young man in front of him. He had black hair and blue eyes. Don't know each other.

"What's the matter with me..." Kurosawa raised his eyebrows, and came to the side of Yukimura unsteadily, he leaned his head into the other's ear, and said softly and provocatively, "Excuse me, Mr. Yukimura, can I talk to Yukimura?" Are you dating? Or if you don't mind, we can do it tonight~"

Yukimura Seichi looked at the smiling young man standing in front of him in surprise. After confirming that the other party was not joking, what Yukimura Seichi did was to call the security guards to invite him out.

It's a pity that such a good-looking person could have been a model...

"You see he doesn't like me..." Kurosawa said with a smile to that voice, squatting not far from the art exhibition like a rascal, "Let me die!" He was really not interested.

He couldn't die, the voice seemed to have disappeared since the release of the mission, Kurosawa squatted numb, and stood up, leaning against a big tree beside him, he wanted to smoke, but except for a piece of clothing, Nothing at all.

He kept staring at the painting exhibition until the painting gallery ended and people left together. Then the weather became gloomy, with a few drops of water at first, and then heavy rain. Kurosawa looked up at the crown of the tree, the leaves were sparse, and the heavy rain covered him Everyone was drenched.

"Hey...you brought me here just to let me feel the pleasure of being in the rain?" Kurosawa touched the rain on his face, it was the first time he was as embarrassed as such a drowned chicken.

It doesn't seem right... He laughed at himself, whether it was fighting or drinking and smoking, he seemed to be a little more embarrassed than now...

He covered his face and laughed a few times, the sound of raindrops getting louder and louder, as if hitting something, Kurosawa raised his head and looked at the man standing in front of him, who was still in a white suit, handsome and clean, He just frowned slightly, "Aren't you going home?"

Seiichi Yukimura looked at the drenched man in front of him, all the black sportswear was pasted on his slender body, as if he had lost contact with the world, Seiichi Yukimura was very disgusted with what the other party said.

But for some reason, he just couldn't bear to watch the other party drenched in the rain, so he held an umbrella and came to the other party's side.

Kuisawa squeezed under the umbrella pitifully, "I don't have a home, I have nothing...you buy me a pack of cigarettes, and I'll be yours, okay?" He put his hand under the zipper of his tracksuit, slowly Pulling down a little, the delicate collarbone exposed to the air looked extraordinarily pale.

He is addicted to cigarettes, so he wants to smoke... Although it is the first time to tease someone in this way, Kurosawa is very confident in his face, "Hey, my dear... Mr. Seiichi..." Even The voices are all sexy, like the crooning of a siren.

"Okay..." Seiichi Yukimura reached out and took his hand off the zipper, and then pulled the zipper to the top, "Then come with me."

Yukimura Seichi didn't want to admit that the person he met for the first time really made his throat tighten, but the other party's lack of self-love made him extremely annoyed. He held up an umbrella and brought the drenched man to the in his own car.

"It's okay to get your car dirty, right?" Kurosawa said kindly, but before he got an answer, the other party pushed him into the car rudely.

Tsk... Kurosawa, who was receiving this kind of treatment for the first time, rolled his eyes, but then he felt better again. He shook his head and hummed an unknown tune while watching the scenery flashing by outside.

The fact that the other party parked in front of the convenience store made him even more happy, and he was about to smoke~

The man with a height of 180 was obediently sitting on the co-pilot, and he looked at the man in the white suit coming back from the convenience store through the car window eagerly. However, after waiting for so long, what he waited for was not cigarettes, but a box of refreshing mints.

"Honey... what do you mean?" Kurosawa leaned into the driver's seat pitifully, and put his hand on the other's arm holding the steering wheel, "Mr. Jingichi, I want to smoke~"

"Eat mints if you want to smoke." Yukimura Seichi stretched out his hand to fasten his seat belt, "Since it's mine, quit smoking!"

"You seem to have made a mistake~ What I said is that you buy me cigarettes, I'm yours~" Kurosawa's patience ran out, he let go, and threw the mint box on the platform in front of the car, and then You have to unbuckle your seat belt.

Yukimura Seichi stretched out his hand to hold the seat belt, he said slowly, "Smoking is harmful to health, I just want my things to have a longer shelf life."

"Hahaha..." Kurosawa was amused, he let go of his hand, and stopped unfastening his seat belt, "Then what about wine? Wine should be drinkable, right?"

"Red wine and wine are both fine." Seiichi Yukimura would occasionally drink a little, but he would never smoke.

"Okay, okay," Kurosawa took back the mints, "what can I do ~ who made me like Mr. Seiichi so much ~"

He contained a few mints, and Kurosawa shook the candy box kindly, "Mr. Seichi, would you like some?" He looked at Yukimura Seiichi who started the car again and asked.

"Okay." Yukimura Seichi nodded, just as he was about to take over the candy box, the tie of the suit was pulled by the person next to him, and a cool mint candy passed from his tight lips, and the black-haired man passed by And stuck out his tongue.

He didn't stay for long, but lightly hooked Yukimura Seiichi's tongue with the tip of his tongue, "Mints are very sweet, isn't it~ Mr. Seiichi?"

Yukimura Seiichi's heart was beating violently, but his face was calm, "It's very sweet." He shifted the gear with slightly trembling hands, the car started up again, and returned to his apartment. A few clothes to wear, "Let's take a shower first."

Kurosawa shrugged, and said innocently, "Aren't you going to wash with me?"

"Go by yourself." Seiichi Yukimura pushed someone into the bathroom and closed the door again, what was the matter...he would bring a person home who he didn't know at all...

Yukimura Seiichi took off the tie of his suit with one hand, and took off his suit jacket. He would bring the person back so recklessly, and even reacted to... such an inexplicable kiss...

Mr. Yukimura Seichi, who is 26 years old this year and has not been in a relationship, has also had many blind dates. After winning the Grand Slam in tennis, he turned to become a painter. It can be said that he has gained both fame and fortune, and many people change The law has seduced him, but he has never been tempted.

As a result, the man who suddenly appeared today broke all his usual reserved and indifferent. He had seen a more exposed human body, but this man could confuse him with only one collarbone exposed.

It's too ridiculous...

Yukimura Seiichi sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of ice water, and after drinking the ice water, he calmed down. In short, letting the other party live in his home is not a long-term solution, let him leave tomorrow.

"Mr. Seichi~ Your shirt is a little too small..."

Seiichi Yukimura looked up, and then he froze completely. The man standing next to the sofa was only wearing the white shirt he handed over. The hem covered his buttocks, and he could vaguely see white briefs. His long legs were so straightforwardly exposed to the air.

The other party's upper body was actually not properly dressed, and only the middle three buttons of his shirt were buttoned up, revealing his fair collarbone and a large chest, with the dark red 02:30 partly exposed.

Kurosawa smiled and knelt on the sofa, lying in front of Yukimura Seiichi like a beautiful black cat. With this movement, the neckline of his clothes was further away from his chest, and his upper body was completely exposed In front of Yukimura Seiichi.

"You can stay with me, I really don't know how to thank you~" Kurosawa reached out and wrapped his arms around Yukimura Seiichi's neck, "Mr. Seichi, let's fulfill the promise during the day~"

Yukimura Seiichi's brain was a little sluggish, and it took him a long time to remember what the other party said about the promise. It seemed to be...or if you don't mind, we can do it tonight...

He hesitated a little and hugged the black-haired man's slender waist. The kissing skills of the other party were actually not very good, and he looked like a complete novice at first glance, but he couldn't resist his boldness, and if the target was him, Yukimura Sei The city seems to really follow the opponent's way.

The tongues intertwined with each other and made an unbearable sound, Yukimura Seichi could even smell how much mints the other party had eaten.

The two vigorous men exchanged a long and deep kiss. Yukimura Seiichi reached out and took off his shirt, revealing a sturdy body that was completely incompatible with the artist's identity. He lay on the sofa with his hands on each other's shoulders shoulders, watching the chaotic man kissing his body.

Acting so mature, he is actually just a baby. After understanding this, the displeasure in Yukimura Seiichi's heart will dissipate. The man who made him fall in love at first sight is actually a blank sheet of paper. To be honest, when the other party teases me , the annoyance in his heart is actually an inexplicable possessive desire.

Yukimura Seichi stretched out his hand to clasp the back of the man's head, his soft wet hair was icy cold, the other party obviously didn't know what to do next, so he instinctively followed Yukimura Seiichi's hand and returned to the man's face again.

Yukimura Seiichi pushed his hands hard, and then kissed again. He quietly gave the other party a lot of opportunities, but since the other party didn't know how to proceed, he didn't mind letting people experience what to do next. What.

He propped himself up with one hand, and sat up while protecting the other's waist. He should change to a big sofa in the future. It's too inconvenient to do it here.

He carried the person in his arms back to the bedroom, "What's your name?" He asked while taking off the other's... no, it should be said that he lent him the shirt buttons.

"Kurosawa..." Kurosawa half-closed his eyes, and actively stretched out his tongue to lick the earlobe in front of him, "Mr. Seichi~ Do you want to do it? But I don't want to do it," he held a grudge, "You I was very sad to ask the security guard to throw me out~"

"Okay, Chuan-chan, I'm really sorry," Seiichi Yukimura corrected his words politely, "But if you don't do it if you say you don't do it, I will be very sad..."

He took off his suit pants, looked at the man under him, with black hair scattered on the bed, his blue eyes half-opened, his body glowed with a light pink, Yukimura Seichi smiled and said, "You can't do it, can you? I teach you……"

The author has something to say: Kurosawa, do you know where you lost?

I blame you for not taking physiology class, I don’t know what to do next|?ω?｀)

The setting is that even in the parallel world, Brother Cun's initial affection for Kurosawa is 80.00%

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