Conscience screenwriter leader Jae

Fukuzawa Yukichi scolded Ifomori in the parallel world in his heart.

There is no harm if there is no comparison. Compared with the parallel world Mori Ogai who uses conspiracy and tricks to inflict evil thoughts on his adopted son, even if Mori Ogai in this world is a high-haired thief like the reincarnation of a catfish (?), Luo/Likong's middle-aged uncle is not much better than that kind of woman.

Thinking about it this way, Fukuzawa Yukichi's dislike for Mori Ogai in this world is not so great. Of course, he doesn't think that guy is a good thing.

#人明明 In the Yokohama Welfare Institute, I was so bald by the children every day in front of my self-professionalism, but it turned out to be a scapegoat for the IF line on my head. Dean Mori:? ? ? ? ?

He also has the Most Beautiful Rural Teacher Award (bushi) in his hand. #

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't continue to think about it any more. The most urgent task was how to appease the leader Zai who was already in love and couldn't get out of it.

Unexpectedly, because of his silence and inaction during this time, the leader Zai simply entangled him.

The young man with black curly hair, his iris-colored eyes narrowed slightly, with a touch of bright red at the end of his eyes, with upward arcs like a captivating fox fairy.

He got infinitely close to the silver-haired man's face, his pale crimson lips hooked slightly, taking advantage of Fukuzawa Yukichi's momentary loss of focus, he actually moved his arms up and hooked Fukuzawa Yukichi's neck instead.

Then, with strength that came from nowhere, he stretched out his right hand behind his neck, pressed Fukuzawa Yukichi hard on the back of his head, pulled him down, and kissed him.

Fukuzawa Yukichi couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The leader Jae's kiss was not deep, it was even just the bonding between the lips, but just such an innocent kiss, feeling the moist warmth on the lips, also made Fukuzawa Yukichi blush.

The leader Zai tried his best to open his eyes to see the expression of the silver-haired man in front of him at this moment. He knew that he had known the president of the armed detective agency who had inherited the ancient martial arts and was more rigid, serious and meticulous. This move was undoubtedly a huge shock to this man.

Now because of the passion period, the best choice for the leader is to make friends with Fukuzawa Yukichi.

It's not that he can't suppress his desire/desire. Although it's a bit difficult, it's not impossible for the leader Zai to do it.

'But why should I restrain myself? '

The leader Zai doesn't think that love is a sin, not to mention, it's too uncomfortable for him who has always done whatever he wants.

He clicked his tongue lightly, the passion period is really difficult for an omega who has already had sex, but has not vented his passion/desire for a relatively long period of time, he can feel his body getting stronger and stronger The hotter it gets, the more confused the consciousness becomes.

Obviously, this is not enough to satisfy him, and now it is impossible to even go to the bathroom to soak in cold water to suppress it forcibly.

So……

'And what will you think of me? '

'Frivolity?Hate contempt?still……'

The leader Zai tried to find the answer in those blue eyes, but when he met the silver-haired man's eyes, he didn't see any of them.

On the contrary, he saw worry, anxiety, distress and love in the rippling and vast blue waves.

Love...that is the existence that the leader Jae both fears and expects.

'So, are you in love with me...? '

Although the leader Zai already has the answer in his heart: it must be like this, if it is not for love, with Fukuzawa Yukichi's skills, how could he let him do these things like this, it is defiled for this man Behavior.

'Then let me see what your love can do for me. '

These thoughts were only a momentary thing, Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't notice that the leader Zai was distracted, but felt that he was getting more and more enthusiastic.

It seemed that a kiss broke Fukuzawa Yukichi's bottom line, and he could feel that the black-haired young man gradually became bold and open after a cautious attempt.

The young man with kite eyes was no longer satisfied with simply sticking his lips together, he slightly parted his red lips, biting Fukuzawa Yukichi's lip beads lightly.

It may be that he is still in a strange half-human half-cat state, and his tongue is also like a cat's tongue, with barbs, so that Fukuzawa Yukichi feels a tingle.

"Tsushima..." Fukuzawa Yukichi sensed that the black-haired youth wanted to make further moves. When the other party stopped breathing, he opened his mouth and just called the youth's name, but the words he wanted to say were rejected by the youth. The next act is truncated and swallowed back.

The leader Zai let out an "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhs" , he grabbed his ear and started licking it.

"Wait, wait, Tsushima, don't do this...!"

This man who has always been pure and innocent blushed all of a sudden, and the leader Zai could see that the wheat-colored skin of the pure-hearted Lord Silver Wolf was covered with fine and dense goosebumps, and two imperceptible spots appeared on the tough face. flush.

No one knew that this majestic silver wolf, which seemed to survive in the ice and snow, had such sensitive ears that it almost made him weak.

The leader Zai rarely felt a little joy because of the silver-haired man's reaction.

He spit out his ears that had already been stained with water, moved his nose slightly, and sniffed the breath of Fukuzawa Yukichi—it was the smell that he was quietly familiar with and used to during the time we spent together, and it was newly bought in the bathroom. That bottle of cedar-flavored shower gel, mixed with a touch of tea.

Although it was somewhat covered up under the sweet peach blossom fragrance, it was not so obvious, but the leader Zai could still smell it.

The leader took a deep breath on the neck near Fukuzawa Yukichi's jaw, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to move gently over the small piece of skin.

The leader entangles Fukuzawa Yukichi's body tightly like a beautiful snake in ancient Greek legends, and is like climbing a big tree to absorb its nutrition. The winding dodder is longing for sweet rain and dew. warm sunlight.

His hands wrapped around his neck, his legs clamped around his waist, and he rubbed a few times.

"President," his voice was full of complaints and grievances, but also fearless madness, "Why did you reject me? Aren't you happy too?"

Really happy... Fukuzawa Yukichi is still in a kind of numbing chaos after being shocked by a weak electric shock, in a trance and chaos, and he doesn't know the time.

"But, but this is wrong..." The silver wolf swordsman had lost his usual undeniable aura, and in his muddy mind, only the bottom line of his previous style of life was weakly resisting.

It's just that this resistance is as fragile as a door made of cardboard, and it collapses with a slight push.

"What's wrong?" Fukuzawa Yukichi saw the black-haired young man raised his head, and the pink color of cherry blossoms blurred on the snow-white face, which was more beautiful than the blooming cherry blossom forest at the foot of Mount Fuji, "Your love I wish , don’t need to take any responsibility, isn’t that enough?”

"It's just such a one-time indulgence, isn't it okay?" Those kite-colored eyes looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi moistly, and because of this unbearable passion/desire, he bit his lips aggrievedly, "I'm really uncomfortable ah."

He took Fukuzawa Yukichi's hand again, and placed it on the part that was frantically warning on the edge of the red line.

"Happy with me, President."

It's like the devil whispering in the ear, and the smooth and deceptive tone reaches the eardrum, and it seems like the poisonous snake in the Garden of Eden that tempted/led Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit, whispering to make people make a big mistake.

The bottom line of rules Fukuzawa Yukichi insisted on was broken by the cunning black-haired young man.

Looking at Shuji Tsushima's pleading eyes, Fukuzawa Yukichi stretched out his hand out of nowhere.

The calloused hand that usually holds a sharp blade to slay the enemy groped to attach the bare/exposed butterfly bone behind the kite-eyed youth, as if it would flutter and fly the next moment.

The snow-white skin of the black-haired young man and the wheat-colored hands of the silver wolf swordsman formed a visually striking impact, and the calloused hands gave the leader Zai a strange and crispy/itchy touch.

So, in the next second, the fragrance of peach blossoms exploded centered on the two people in the room.

……

That night, Fukuzawa Yukichi and the leader Zai did a lot.

I have tried everything I should do and what I should not do.

Even the leader Zai explained to Fukuzawa Yukichi that he did not want to bow down to others.

But what surprised the leader was that even so, Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was in the joy of love, did not make the last step with him.

The silver-haired man was infatuated, and finally took off his hard shell, revealing the soft and real inside, the eyes under the silver-white eyelashes clearly showed his fiery yet restrained, longing and respectful love meaning.

Although Fukuzawa Yukichi himself still has a little understanding of his emotions at this time.

The heart of the leader Zai suddenly seemed to be grasped by someone, and his heart was soaked in warm water and swelled.

The leader Zai and Fukuzawa Yukichi were extremely tired in the end, and they finished the final cleaning work, washed their bodies and wiped off the dirt, and then fell into a deep sleep.

They fell asleep hugging each other.

So much so that the black hair and the silver hair were entangled with each other and scattered on the light-colored pillow.

After Fukuzawa Yukichi woke up the next day, he was annoyed and regretful, and he began to reflect on his out-of-control behavior last night.

Shuji Tsushima is still young, so it's okay to be immature in handling this kind of thing. Why, as a mature adult, would he do such a thing in a whim?

Tsushima said "no need to be responsible", so he can act like this?

Tsushima doesn't understand, doesn't he also understand the seriousness of this kind of thing!

Fukuzawa Yukichi rarely felt restless and upset.

He took a deep breath, and slowly got up from the tatami, trying his best not to wake up the black-haired young man who was still asleep beside him.

Just when he got up, he frowned, because the inner thighs were extremely sore and soft, and the skin was slightly damaged and rubbed against the clothes, giving him a strange feeling.

So the memory fragments from last night suddenly surged up again, and the crimson red climbed up Fukuzawa Yukichi's ear again.

Although the black-haired young man just rubbed his thigh repeatedly to relieve it and didn't really enter it, Fukuzawa Yukichi still felt an indescribable sense of shame.

It is a normal man playing the role of a woman, and the strangeness and incompatibility of being female/under others.

It's so inappropriate.

Fukuzawa Yukichi felt guilty again.

Although Shuji Tsushima played the role of the superior this time, he didn't really hurt anything, but Fukuzawa Yukichi, who is an honest person with a conscience, couldn't help but think about it.

"Tsushima said that he didn't want to be the incumbent, probably because he couldn't get rid of the previous experiences..."

'But what have I done? '

Fukuzawa Yukichi walked without making any noise, walked into the bathroom, closed the door behind his back, walked to the sink and looked at himself in the mirror.

"I took advantage of others' danger. I am quite a few years older than him. After he wakes up, he may not be willing..."

'What is the difference between my approach and that of Mori Ogai and Nakahara Chuya who hurt Tsushima's parallel world before? '

'This is also hurting him. '

Fukuzawa Yukichi sighed, he hesitated and opened the skirt of his shirt.

The mirror clearly reflected his current appearance: his chest was covered with rose-red hickey marks, densely packed, and there was a deep tooth mark on the collarbone.

It was during Yukichi Fukuzawa's gasp:

The black-haired young man was buried in his collarbone, baring his fangs and biting on it. The silver-haired man couldn't hold back the weak sobs from his throat, showing his fragile side.

Fukuzawa Yukichi stared at the figure in the mirror for a long time, but finally he couldn't escape the few questions before him.

——'What kind of feelings do I have for Tsushima? '

——'What should I do with him next? '

Fukuzawa Yukichi wrapped white gauze around his neck a few times, then changed into clothes with a high collar, making sure to cover up those ambiguous traces before coming out of the bathroom.

The head of the armed detective agency with a strong sense of responsibility could not convince himself that he just had a one-night turnaround with the leader Jae, but his realistic thinking made him unable to directly say what he wanted to be responsible to the leader Jae.

If you want to be responsible, then the best way is to let the leader Zai become your partner.But as they are of the same sex, being a partner is not taken seriously, not to mention that he is ten years older than the leader.

If he doesn't take responsibility, he will feel very guilty. This is also giving up on the leader Zai, and there is always a voice in his heart, clamoring for something...

Fukuzawa Yukichi suddenly realized something.

It was not too early when they woke up, and when Fukuzawa Yukichi went downstairs, he was relieved not to see Ranpo Edogawa.

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't dare to think about what happened last night. How much did the famous detective who saw all the truth know, which made it difficult for him to face Edogawa Ranpo, whose personality was similar to that of a child. He always had the feeling that he would spoil the children illusion.

Fukuzawa Yukichi first called the Armed Detective Agency, and told Kunikida Doppo that he was not going to the detective agency today and that he needed important documents from him.

Then he looked at the clock on the living room wall, and it was time to prepare lunch. The high-intensity exercise last night, coupled with the fact that he didn't have time to eat breakfast, was a bit difficult for a man in his prime.

Just as Fukuzawa Yukichi entered the kitchen to prepare lunch, the leader Zai came down from upstairs.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who heard the voice, paused for a while with the hand that was chopping vegetables. He still doesn't know how to face the young man.

Coincidentally, at this time, he found that the seasoning needed for the miso soup to be prepared had been exhausted, so he used this to say to the leader: "I'm going to buy something, and I'll be back in a while."

The way Fukuzawa Yukichi left in a hurry made the leader raise his eyebrows.

He still looks like a young man with cat ears, and the moving tail behind him shows the happy mood of the owner.

So, was it because he was too provocative last night that the president began to avoid it?

Hmm, interesting.

The little devil's mentality was immediately aroused.

Not long after Fukuzawa Yukichi left, the doorbell of Fukuzawa House rang.

The leader Zai walked to the door and saw clearly who was coming through the cat's eyes.

He rolled his eyes and revealed a malicious smile.

After receiving the call from Fukuzawa Yukichi, Kunikida Doppo hesitated for a while, and chose this time to bring the documents to see him.

Even though he gave a few hasty instructions on the phone, Kunikida Doppo, who was familiar with his teacher, still sensed that something was wrong with the other party - just by his voice alone, it was too hoarse than usual.

Is the president sick?

Kunikida Doppo couldn't help but feel a little worried, so after collecting the documents, he went to the pharmacy to buy some medicine and came over.

The doorbell rang a few times, but after several minutes, no one came to open the door, Kunikida Doppo had no choice but to take out the spare key Fukuzawa Yukichi gave him and opened the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he suffered a mental blow when he walked into the living room.

A young black-haired young man with black/cat ears on top of his head and a corresponding long black tail behind him, but wearing a beige sweater on his upper body and empty lower body, sat obediently on the sofa.

Cat, Cat Ear Lang——? !

The first thought that came to Kunikida Doppo's mind was:

Has the president really been charmed/bewitched by [Osamu Dazai] from the parallel world, and actually played with love/fun? !