Pharaoh

[6 Questions about the president's attempt to kidnap the Egyptian king's brother back to his hometown]

The bracelet in the shape of the Eye of Horus glows golden, it shines in the sun, and a tiny ray of light is projected onto the Eye of Horus on the golden building block.The golden building block also emitted light immediately, it flashed, and suddenly a beam of light returned to the bracelet.

The light golden bracelet slowly floated up in the air, and the aperture on its body slowly expanded, until the oval aperture expanded to the size of a person and stopped.

At first glance, it looks like a golden door is erected in the sky.

It suspends quietly, and the golden light that it emits and the sunlight complement each other.

"You can go back, Mr. Haima... hey?"

The young brother Wang, who was in a good mood because of the successful experiment, turned his head and smiled at his friend from modern times.

Although he was surprised when he came back to find that the president who always went his own way actually stayed still, and Kaiba's strange eyes staring at him also confused him, but he didn't take these things away because he wanted to help Haima go back Things are taken too seriously.

It's just that before he finished the sentence just now, the president who had been standing aside with his arms folded and watching him tossing coldly suddenly grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the light gate.

"Huh? Hey hey—wait a minute, Mr. Haima."

The game being dragged shouted for a long time, but the white emperor who was pulling him forcefully ignored him completely.

Seeing that he was about to be dragged into the light gate, You You subconsciously struggled to free his arm from the opponent.

"Mr. Haima, I have nothing to do with you, you..."

"Shut up if you're going to say stay here!"

Haima stared at him coldly, looking down from a commanding angle.

The self-centered president's arrogant dominance will not be diminished in the slightest because this is a world that does not belong to him.

"I won't allow this kind of thing!"

The boy with violet pupils looked up at his friend and opponent, and there seemed to be some incomprehensible emotion moving deep in his eyes.

He just stood silently like this, looking at Haima, without saying a word.

"Are you going to run away from me like a lost dog? Because you are afraid of being defeated by me?!"

The new white king of the gaming world pointed at the former king of the game, his azure pupils were burning with anger that could burn everything.

"The title of Yu-Gi-Oh is only meaningful if it is snatched from you! Yu Yu, no one is qualified to be my opponent except you, yet you say you want to stay here? Don't be kidding!"

"Mr. Haima, please calm down and listen to me. This thing can bring you here, but it may not work for me, and we don't know if its remaining energy is enough for the two of us to go back successfully. In case... "

"Don't make any excuses, game! You want me, Seto Kaiba, to accept what you abandoned, are you going to give me that honor?!"

Haima waved his hand cleanly, his eyes became sharper.

"I will never approve of that kind of thing, go back with me immediately! I will defeat you openly in front of everyone and become the real king!"

Perhaps because the eyelashes were lowered, the light in the former Yu-Gi-Oh's violet pupils dimmed slightly.

"Sorry, Mr. Haima, I can't go back with you."

He lowered his head as if to apologize, but he refused without hesitation.

The clothes on his chest were suddenly grabbed by the opponent, and the strong force forced him to look up.

The white emperor stared at him viciously, and the hand that grabbed his clothes was so hard that his veins almost stretched out.

"Since that guy has treated you like that, why are you brazenly staying here!"

He yelled at him, his eyes filled with uncontrollable anger.

"Game, how many lives do you think you have to squander!"

You Yu was startled, and he stared at Haima for a while with his eyes wide open. Then, a slight smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Why did Mr. Haima know about this?"

That's why Haima made those strange moves just now.

Stared unblinkingly by those violet eyes, the president uncomfortably let go of the hand holding the game's clothes.

"There are too many women here who like to gossip. I didn't mean to hear it."

He said, turning his head away with a cold snort.

"I just think that there must be a limit to your stupidity. Since that guy has done that to you, is he really worthy of your trust?"

Haima, who is the controller of a world-class consortium, may be able to understand that aspect of things to some extent.

He shook his head irritably: "If you continue to stay here, you will only repeat the same mistakes—that's why I ask you, how many lives do you think you have for you to squander?"

The young Wangdi didn't answer right away.

He placed his hand gently on his chest, between the collarbones, there was a mark that could never disappear from his body.

It is hidden from view by ornate gold ornaments.

But it is there, and no one can deny its existence.

You You's eyes are half-covered, making it difficult for people to see the look in his eyes, but his face is very calm.

He said: "...Then, what about Mr. Haima?"

"what?"

Haima frowned, with an impatient look on his handsome face.

"The Haima Consortium is Mr. Haima's lifelong painstaking effort, but if the entire Haima Group is destroyed due to Guiping's mistakes, what will Mr. Haima do?"

"..."

Even though he was menacingly stared at by the other party's sharp and oppressive eyes, Yugi continued to ask without hesitation.

"Will you hate him? Will you never forgive him for the rest of your life?"

The controller of the Seahorse Consortium tilted his head slightly and remained silent.

The azure pupil stared at the opponent coldly, and Kaiba did not answer his opponent's question.

But it doesn't matter if you don't answer.

The former Yu-Gi-Oh smiled at the white Monarch, who answered Kaiba's own question instead.

"No...Because Guiping is the most important younger brother of Haima-kun, no matter what Guiping does, Haima-jun will forgive him, won't he?"

The big violet eyes were slightly curved, and the young prince lowered his fingers from his chest.

His smile was like the purest sunlight shining on the land of Egypt in the sky, and there was no trace of darkness in his bright eyes.

"So I am the same, Mr. Haima."

The king of Egypt smiled at his old friend, and even at the end, even now, his answer is still very simple.

"No matter what the other I did to me... if it was him, it doesn't matter."

The golden halo is flickering.

The golden bracelet trembled slightly.

They seem to have reached the limit of their capabilities.

Haima leaned over to pick up the briefcase that fell on the ground just now, he lowered his head and patted the ashes, as if he was too lazy to take another look at the game, he turned around and walked towards the light gate.

"Mr. Seahorse."

"What else?"

The president's tone seemed very impatient.

"I have a Christmas present for Guiping here, please take it back. Also, Grandpa and the others asked you to take care of me."

Yuyu reached out and handed a delicate round box carved from pure gold to Haima. Haima turned sideways, gave him a cold look from the corner of her eyes, and took it back.

"I would treat an idiot like you as a lifelong opponent..."

The president's sarcastic remarks did not make the game unhappy, on the contrary, he laughed happily.

So his laughter made the president's face even more gloomy.

"what's so funny!"

"Huh? I'm very happy because Kaima-kun is worried about me."

"Don't make such a disgusting joke! Who will worry about you! I just think that the title of Yu-Gi-Oh is meaningless without your participation!"

"Yes yes yes~~ I know, I know~~"

The white emperor of the game world snorted coldly, and walked into the light gate without looking back.

"Mr. Seahorse."

"..."

"I would be very happy if you were the one who has always held the title of Yu-Gi-Oh."

"Humph."

The proud white emperor disappeared into the light.

With a sudden bang, the bracelet suspended in the air was completely shattered, and golden crumbs scattered all over the ground.

The golden halo flickered on and off, and it seemed that it would disappear soon.

The boy who was left alone opened his violet eyes wide. He looked at the circle of light that was about to disappear without blinking, and the depths of his pupils seemed to tremble slightly.

He stretched out his hand, and poked his fingertips towards the circle of light that was so dim that it was almost invisible.

His body seemed to take a step forward uncontrollably, and his fingers were about to touch the light that he didn't know if he could bring him home.

That was only the last tiny distance of less than one centimeter——

A light brown hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed the hand he was about to touch.

With just that second of pause, the aperture was instantly shattered.

The hand that was holding him was so strong that his wrist was strangled with dull pain. The young Wang brother raised his head and looked at his brother Wang in a daze.

The crimson pupils of the young Egyptian king stared at him, as gorgeous as a burning flame.

Yu Yu subconsciously looked back at the direction of the disappearing circle of light.

He just took a look, and his head was turned back forcefully immediately.

The young pharaoh stared at him with his chin frowned, looking very anxious, but with doubts on his face, he just looked at him without speaking.

The light purple eyes blinked, and a smile gradually appeared.

But the young Wangdi hid the smile very well, but let a confused look appear in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Brother Wang."

he said, with a confused and innocent look on his face.

"..."

"Brother Wang?"

"What are you doing."

"Me?" Brother Wang blinked again, "Because the golden building block fell on the ground, I just reached out to pick it up."

Well, Atum couldn't see that aperture.

He was so grateful that he bent down and picked up the golden building blocks on the grass.

"Brother Wang."

The young brother smiled at his brother, his violet eyes curved into crescent moons.

"If I make a wish on a golden building block, will you make it come true?"

[6 The first sexual harassment in history (Pyr——) Pharaoh's younger brother]

"Let go."

"Don't~~"

"Let go!"

"do not want!"

The dialogue was repeated again and again, and the young pharaoh who was leaning over had faint traces of blue veins on his face.

At this time, he was in a state of self-inflicted incompetence.

Because in the afternoon, his brother said that today is a very important festival in their hometown, so he agreed to hold a banquet for a moment...

"No alcohol."

"But brother Wang, you just promised me that I will be happy today!"

"..."

Pharaohs cannot backtrack on their promises.

So after a long and arduous war of resistance, the young king, who finally got the right to drink on this day, happily and unrestrainedly drank cup after cup at the banquet.

Then, as a matter of course, drunkenly.

Then, after a blue-veined Seth snarled 'This is really out of place', the party came to an end.

In fact, Brother Wang couldn't object. He was already so drunk that he was carried back to the room by Yatum.

At this moment, the young pharaoh is bent over on the bed, with his arms resting on the bed to support his upper body.His younger brother lay comfortably on the bed, with his arms around his neck tightly, holding him tightly and refusing to let go.

The immature and cute face that was flushed red after drinking the wine smiled happily at the moment, rubbing the boy king's cheek from time to time.

That soft and warm touch made the unhappiness in the young Wang Honghong's pupils disappear a lot.

He continued to maintain such an awkward posture rather helplessly, thinking about how to get his younger brother to let him get up.

He didn't need to think about it, the young Wangdi muttered something about being thirsty, let go of his hand, and rolled around on the big bed.

Atum straightened up, relieved.

He wanted to ask the maid to come in, but seeing his brother's thirsty look, and seeing the water bottle on the bedside, he went over and poured himself a glass.

He sat on the bed, hugged his brother's upper body with one hand and sat up.

Yuben was rolling around in a daze, but when he was picked up suddenly, he subconsciously opened his eyes.

What made his eyes shine was the rippling transparent water in the water glass. The thirst in his throat made him subconsciously reach out to the water glass.

"Wait a moment……"

Because it was obvious that Yugi, who was still in a state of drunkenness, was shaking his hands unsteadily, so Atum naturally raised his hand to avoid Yuyu's hand, fearing that he would mess it up.

But such behavior seemed to make the drunken brother mistakenly think that Atum was teasing him, so he stretched out his hand unhappily and tried to snatch the water glass from Atum's hand.

"Tell you to wait...um!"

The glass full of water was overturned on Yatum's body.

The young pharaoh who was splashed with water once again showed faint veins on his forehead. He stared at You Yu, wanting to severely reprimand his presumptuous brother.

But his younger brother tilted his head and looked at him with big violet eyes, and smiled happily at him. His immature cheeks, which were blush because of drunkenness, looked more and more cute like apples.

The scolding words turned around in his throat, and he swallowed them helplessly.

The young king of Egypt swore in his heart to the god Ra of the sun that if he allowed his brother to drink again, he would—

Unaware of his brother Wang's upset mood at the moment, the young brother Wang knelt on the bed, tried hard to concentrate, but became more and more dazed.

All he knew right now was that he felt thirsty and that he wanted a drink.

He opened his eyes, watching the transparent water drop slide down his brother's light brown cheeks, gather on the chin, and then drip down.

His little Adam's apple twitched.

He took a cautious peek at his brother, who was sulking with his eyes closed, not paying attention to his actions.

The young brother Wang tilted his head and thought about it seriously, then he quietly approached.

While carefully paying attention to the expression of his brother Wang, he raised his head, and lightly, as if tentatively, licked the drop of water dripping from the pharaoh's chin with his soft pink tongue.

The crimson pupils that suddenly opened and stared at him startled him, and he subconsciously shrank back.

However, when he found that the young king was just staring at him without any movement, and the little water he licked just now made him even thirstier, he hesitated, and slowly moved towards his brother Wang .

The chin that he had just licked just now was about to drip because there were new water marks flowing down. The young Wang Di subconsciously leaned over and licked it again.

Cold drops trickled down his throat, comforting him a little.

However, it is not enough.

He also wants to drink water.

That feeling of dissatisfaction drove him to gently lick the water mark on his brother Wang's cheek.

When he found that the water seemed to be flowing down Yatum's neck, the young prince's target shifted to the light brown neck.

At first, he just licked the water flowing down his neck, but when he realized that the water drops were falling down quickly and he didn't rush to lick it, he subconsciously started to suck it.

He touched the lip of the light brown neck and slid down little by little, and when it landed on the left collarbone where a little more water stains had gathered because it was slightly protruding, he probably thought it was interesting, so he subconsciously bit it. When he couldn't bite anymore, the young brother Wang who was already in a mess giggled a few times, then became interested in the water mark on the light brown chest, bowed his head and licked it.

Feeling a very shallow and uncomfortable salty taste in his mouth, he frowned unhappily.

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, he buried his head in his brother Wang's neck again.

The crimson eyes of the young Pharaoh narrowed slightly, he didn't make a sound, and it was hard to see what he was thinking.

He just hugged Wangdi in his arms, letting him lick the water marks on his neck.

With his right hand, he gently stroked his brother's soft hair, then reached for the water bottle by the bed, raised his head and took a sip of water.

Yatum lifted the face of the prince who was still trying to suck his neck, bowed his head and kissed him.

His younger brother originally stared at him dissatisfied, but when he touched the cold water in the other party's mouth, he immediately showed a happy expression, and stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around his neck.

The lips that had been moistened with water clumsily licked the warm lips of the Boy King that could ooze water.

His brain, which was dazed by alcohol, was completely unable to function, and Wang Di just subconsciously wanted to ask for what he wanted.Therefore, when the lips that kissed him retreated, the light purple eyes blinked twice, and the young Wangdi chased after him dissatisfied.

"More~~"

It's probably okay to let him drink a little now and then.

So thought the young Pharaoh, being pursued for a kiss by his princely brother, happily.

morning of the second day

"Wang, where on your neck... is it because the maid neglected her duty and forgot to ignite the insect repellent spice? That must be severely punished."

Priest Mahat frowned and looked at the several red spots on the young king's neck.

"Your Royal Highness, your face is so red... Is the cold getting worse? It's better to go back to the room and rest."

On the side, the loyal black-haired guard asked worriedly, which made his master's face flush even more.

The sun was just right, shining on the land of Egypt.

The young king who is handling government affairs seems to be in a good mood,

The young Wangdi lowered his head, as if he was looking at the rolled paper on his lap, but his entire face was almost buried in the rolled paper.

"Your Highness, are you really alright?"

"Shut up, Keya."

The king of Egypt decided to...

He wants to quit drinking!

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[Epilogue 1 The President's Tragic Christmas Night]

The maids who opened the door for the master bent down to welcome back the master of the Seahorse Consortium.

"Welcome back, brother."

The boy with long black hair ran happily from the spacious living room to welcome his most revered brother home.

The president casually threw a pure gold round box to his younger brother.

"The game gave it to you."

"Ah? Brother, have you seen the game?"

Guiping, who caught the golden round box, was surprised, after all, the former Yu-Gi-Oh has been missing for a long time.

Haima casually agreed, and impatiently pulled off the tie on his neck and threw it aside. He was still thinking about whether to call his subordinates and send a PSP with blue eyes and white dragons. ancient egypt.

[Don't use any brother as an excuse! 】

Um?This voice is so familiar...

【Obviously a boy but always wants to rely on his brother's protection to survive!This is a behavior that only parasites at the lowest level of the food chain will do, like this kind of despicable creature who only knows how to greedily and humblely ask his elder brother—] Haima turned around in amazement, and saw Guiping holding a blue-eyed white dragon in his hand at a glance Styling the PSP.

His voice was coming from the PSP.

"Is that so...it turns out that my elder brother has always treated me like this."

The black-haired boy threw the PSP in his hand to the ground, and stared at Haima angrily.

"Then follow your wishes! From today onwards, I will move out to live independently!"

After Guiping finished speaking, he turned around and rushed out regardless of Haima who hadn't reacted yet.

The hippocampus was sluggish for 1 minute.

"game-------------------!!!!!"

A huge roar sounded over the magnificent Haima House.

The new white emperor of the gaming world, the great President, had a tragedy on Christmas Eve.

Amen.

Meanwhile, in Egypt 3000 years ago...

"Ah Qiu!"

"Brother Wang?... You must have caught a cold because you went out in the rain yesterday."

The king of Egypt rubbed his nose and looked up at Seth who was frowning at him.

He stared at Seth's face for a while, then spoke suddenly.

"Obviously I am also a younger brother controlling one, what right do I have to criticize the other me. (Japanese)"

"what?"

Seth, who couldn't understand at all, looked at Brother Wang inexplicably.

Youyou looked away, rubbed his nose again, "I didn't say it to you anyway, it doesn't matter if you don't understand."

"..."

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[At the end of 2, Wang Yang's answer is different from Haima's answer]

One day, the brother of the king of Egypt had a whim.

"Brother Wang."

"Ok?"

"If, I mean if...if Egypt is destroyed because of my careless mistake, is it possible for you to forgive me?"

The bright crimson pupils of the young pharaoh fell on his brother's body like a burning flame, and he raised his eyebrows.

"Do you think Egypt will perish if I'm here?"

"..."

The young brother Wang put his hands together and bowed his head piously to plead guilty.

"I was wrong, great brother Wang."

The Fourth Pharaoh and His Brother