What if the lord is too popular

Dark night.

Yaozai led Lantang to teleport, retching as soon as he landed.

Lan Tang was stunned by the sight in front of him, he hurriedly patted his curved back, and asked tentatively:

"Did I smoke too much, so..."

"It's none of your business." Yaozai denied it.He wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled nonchalantly: "I'm much better."

"Much better?" Lan Tang couldn't believe it.

The man's ghostly pale face was far from "much better".

Seeing Yaozai's resistance, Lan Tang reluctantly changed the subject:

"Okay, so why did you bring me here?"

Not far in front of them was a bar, and the noise could be faintly heard through the wall.

"Don't worry," Yaozai patted Lantang's shoulder to comfort him: "No one will recognize you, wait for me here, go back as soon as you go."

After finishing speaking, Yaozai didn't give Lantang any room to refuse, and left on his own.

"……Oh."

From Lantang's point of view, the man's steps are slow but his back is straight.

The bright moonlight made Yaozai's reddish cheeks unmistakable.

Teleportation is an ability that consumes stamina, and Yaozai was already exhausted before meeting Lantang.

Therefore, the culprit who caused him to be embarrassed was not so much a vampire as—

Port Mafia leader Mori Ogai.

I don't know if the man lying on his bed woke up?

"Cuckoo—"

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The owls watching on the branches saw his poor camouflage and mocked him.

Yaozai quickly left and returned, holding two pairs of silver masks in his hand.

Lan Tang, who was supposed to be hiding where he was, was nowhere to be found.

Yaozai frowned: "Where are you?"

"……I'm here."

Learn about Soso.

Behind the greenery shrouded in darkness, a vague figure stood up slowly.

He walked under the light, the brim of the peaked cap could not be lowered, and the black mask wanted to cover his entire face.

Once the idol that was sought after by thousands of people in the past has been reduced to a frightened bird, anyone who looks at it will feel pity.

"I kept you waiting for Lantang, put it on."

Yaozai handed the mask to Lantang, bent down to brush the grass off his knees.

"This is……"

In order to hide his embarrassment, Lan Tang lowered his head and stroked the cold metal in his hand, asking softly.

"It's the bar's rule that all customers can enter only if they wear a mask."

"……really weird."

"Yeah, that's weird."

Yaozai echoed Lantang's words, skillfully put on his mask and gestured with his eyes.

The vampire stared at him without saying a word. Even though he hid most of his face, the tenderness and tolerance flowing in his purple eyes remained unchanged.

This-

It was exactly what Lantang, who was physically and mentally traumatized, longed for.

Fall seems inevitable.

Lan Tang turned his back, put on his mask obediently, Yao Zai checked and started to leave.

at this time-

"Can I...can I hold your hand?"

The evening wind sent Lan Tang cautious inquiries.

Yaozai paused slightly, turned his head and saw two blushes covering Lantang's fair face.

"It's so strange." Yaozai thought to himself.

Lan Tang could obviously disregard his will and make him anemic to the point of fainting, but he was overly cautious about "little things" like holding hands.

The ideology and morality of vampires are quite different from those of humans.

Without waiting for Yaoya to answer...

"Forget it, you pretend I didn't say anything."

Lan Tang already expected that he would be rejected, so he looked away angrily.

"What a quickie."

Yaozai heaved a sigh, and took the initiative to go back to shake his hand.

"Can we go together?"

"and many more!"

Lan Tang threw him away unexpectedly.

"?" The confusion was fleeting in Yaoya's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Yaozai saw Lan Tang's hand solemnly wiped at the seam of his trousers, and stretched out towards him again.

"Okay, let's go."

Yaozai smiled, even the spoiled Lantang has a cute side.

"Ah."

They walked towards the bar side by side, Lan Tang glanced at the nameplate on it when he opened the door—【hidden】.

"Good evening." The masked waiter said respectfully.

[System: Raiders: Lan Tangying, current favorability: 75%]

Bar [hidden] takes the meaning of "isolated from the world".

While customers cover up their appearance, they welcome another part of "truth".

From trivial matters to practical insights, from striking up to rejection, the existence of masks makes their mentality a lot easier.

Lan Tang followed Yaozai through the crowd, and there were endless discussions about "vampires".

Every time I make eye contact with a good-natured person, it is a heartbreak for the former idol.

Unconsciously, he grasped Yaoya's hand tighter and tighter.

until-

When they arrived at the bar, a young man with brown hair was busy with his head down.

"Hello," Yaozai leaned out his upper body and asked loudly, "Is your boss here?"

The young man raised his head, revealing the same silver mask.

"..."

Lan Tangying was stunned, he had never seen any human with such unique eyes, shining like colorful colored glass, which was breathtaking.

Yaozai is used to it, and the words on the lips are swallowed back in his stomach and brewed again:

"Tong Mo, why did you become a bartender?"

These two know each other?Lan Tang thought to himself.

A helpless smile slipped across Tong Mo's eyes:

"Honestly, Yaozai, do I have to pick out my eyeballs to hide my identity?"

"Maybe, but it's best not to." Yaozai persuaded half-truthfully, "Your believers think they are gifts from the gods."

"But you think I'm cheating."

Yaozai hooked his lips and refused to comment, he pushed Lantang in front of him.

"looking for me?"

Tong Mo's scrutinizing eyes passed by the vampire.

"My friend wants to stay here for the night."

"Okay." Tong Mo agreed without thinking, and didn't even ask to see the real face of the lodger.

This time it was Lan Tang's turn to be surprised:

"Are you sure?"

Tong Mo smiled confidently: "I can feel that you are a 'heterogeneous', and I like 'heterogeneous'."

The straightforward evaluation made Lan Tang's heart skip a beat, and he stood on his head with the hair on his back, wondering if Tong Mo's "heterogeneous" had any deeper meaning.

Yaozai saw his uneasiness, and patted his wrist to comfort him:

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Tong Mo thinks I'm also a 'heterogeneous'."

"Isn't it? Nobody wears a kimono to a bar, and it's a dull color like navy blue."

"So you recognized me too."

Yaozai decides on Lantang's residence in a joke with Tongmo.There is no need to identify the real face, there is no accommodation registration, and the procedure is shockingly simple.

"Stay here for a drink and go home together later?"

"What?" Lan Tang exclaimed.

Are they so close?

Yaozai didn't know, so he glanced at Lantang, and was about to refuse.

"... such a big thing happened, Naomi was worried to death at home. Brother, you still have time to drink!"

A shrill female voice with a crying voice cut through the peace of the bar.

Everyone stopped talking at the same time and looked at the source of the incident.

Tong Mo poked his head behind the bar:

"It seems that no matter how subtle the disguise is, it can't hide the truth from the people who are really close."

He commented irrelevantly, with a cold tone.

Lan Tang heard it in his ears, recalling the familiar interaction between the two of them a moment ago, a jar of vinegar poured over in his heart.

"Humph."

Yaozai turned around: "?"

The angry girl came roaring like a gust of wind, knocking off his mask fiercely.

Bang!

All sounds are silent.

The two looked at each other, and for a few seconds, the girl pursed her lips and picked up Yaozai's mask, but the orange-haired youth who came late took a step ahead.

"Ah, sorry...Mr. Ubayashiki?"

The elder brother that the girl loves and hates has another identity——

"Good evening, Officer Tanizaki." He took the mask without changing his expression: "Thank you."

Seeing that the two knew each other, the girl asked, "Your elder brother seems to come here often?"

With tears in her eyes, she stomped and ran away without even giving a chance to explain.

Tanizaki's face became even more gray under the light of the bar: "Um, Mr. Ubuyashiki, I'll..."

"Well, go get busy."

Yaozai sensibly stepped out of the passage, suppressed a sigh in his throat, and prayed for the two.

After all, he still remembers what Tanizaki said two years ago:

[I am only willing to obey Naomi. ]

Yaozai watched Tanizaki go away, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?" Lan Tang asked with concern, putting his hand on his wrist.

"A cup of special lemon tea to calm your nerves?" Tong Mo followed closely behind.

"No, thank you." He looked at Lan Tang: "You are staying here tonight, I have to go back."

Yaozai said, putting on the mask again.

at this time-

"Mr. Ubuyashiki, what a coincidence."

The familiar voice made Yaoza's spine stiff.

How could he have forgotten, where there is Tanizaki, most of the places will follow—

"Officer Tomioka, are you here too, investigating the case?"

"Yeah, I want to see if I can find Lan Tangying's whereabouts in this place where fish and dragons are mixed together."

Lan Tang: "..."

The fugitive who was named by name was right beside Yaozai at this moment, his hands tightened suddenly, and it hurt a lot.

Yaozai smiled with restraint: "Indeed, it would be nice if we could solve the case sooner. Police officer Tomioka should also pay attention to rest." He paused, observing the other party's face: "If there is nothing wrong, I'll go back first."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki examined him, nodded with his hands behind his back: "Well, good night."

This sentence made Yaozai feel as if he had been pardoned, wishing he could take Lantang to teleport immediately.

but-

The crisis has not been resolved, and we cannot act rashly.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and approached Tomioka with Lan Tang.

tap-

One step further, facing more danger.

tap-

One step, about to embrace security.

tap-

Yaoya and Tomioka Yoshiyuki passed by, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of his tightly pursed lips, as if he was making a difficult decision.

plop plop—

Yaozai's heartbeat echoed in his ears like thunder and drums.

He looked straight ahead at the gate that was close at hand, and freedom was beckoning to them.

As long as the last ten steps, less than.

"and many more-"

The hand on Yaoza's shoulder suddenly made him hold his breath unconsciously.

"Is there anything else, Officer Tomioka?"

Yaozai had no choice but to pretend to be calm and turn around.

"You..." Tomioka's Adam's apple rolled and hesitated for a few seconds: "Can you have a drink with me?"

His eyes were lowered, as if he could see through the intertwined hands of the two through his sleeves, surprise flashed across his eyes.

"If your friend wants to, please stay with me."

Yaozai & Lantang: "..."

In the dim environment, the three of them had their own ghosts.

Yaozai looked at the flickering ice flower in Lantang's hand without any trace, and there was only one thought in his mind—should he teleport right now?

……

The time left for Yaoza to think is less than a minute but more than a century long.

Just when he was in a dilemma.

"Oh, I've been waiting for this guest for a long time. The check-in has been completed. Could you please come up with me to check the room first?"

Bar owner Tong Mo fell from the sky like a savior.

He ran to Lantang with a charming smile, and glanced at Yaozai, implying something:

"Is there anything else you want to explain to your friend? I remember he just came to Beijing."

"Just arrived in Beijing", so he was not "in Tokyo" before the incident.

Tong Mo's few words created such an impression on the listeners.

Yaozai understood, turned his back and confessed to Lantang something, and finally said quickly with his lips:

[Stay in the room and don't come out. ]

He raised his head and looked at the vampire with a solemn expression.

Lan Tang pursed his lips into a straight line and agreed.

Tong Mo smiled at Yaozai as if asking for credit, the multicolored glazed eyes behind the mask were alluring.

tap tap —

"Good night." Yaozai waved to Lantang who was climbing up the stairs.

He turned to look at Tomioka. He had been waiting for a long time, but the man's face was calm and frightening.

but-

There seems to be no other choice in front of Yaozai.

He bent his mouth apologetically: "Sorry, my friend just came today, so I let him go to rest first. But I can have a drink with you."

[Even if I'm not good at drinking, a glass should be fine... right? ]

Yaozai thought to himself.

Yaoya sat down at the bar, glanced at the empty glass of alcohol in Tomioka's hand, and felt an ominous premonition welling up in his heart.

"What to drink? I invite you." The police officer was uncharacteristically generous.

Yaozai's inner alarm went loud: "No need, let's go to AA."

You can choose drinks freely only if you pay the bill.

But the situation is not as simple as Yaozai imagined, Tong Mo who heard the conversation between the two squeezed between them:

"He never drinks lemon tea with me, can you believe Officer Tomioka?"

As the owner of the bar and the leader of the Bliss Cult, Tong Mo's ability to fan the flames is first-rate.

"Really?" Tomioka was dubious: "Then you just promised me a drink (wine)?"

He hesitated to speak, and pursed his lips: "Forget it, you can drink whatever you want."

It is this kind of "gentleness" that makes Yaoza feel pressured:

"Tong Mo," he looked at the instigator with a half-smile, "Is there any alcohol you have here that has a relatively low alcohol content?"

"Of course." Tong Mo didn't hide his triumphant smile: "Make a cocktail for you, and make sure you can go home by yourself after drinking it."

Sounds good, and hopefully it is.

"Alright then, thank you."

Half an hour later

Tomioka and Yoya, who drank most of the bottle of whiskey, hooked their shoulders.

"You really don't know where Lan Tangying is?" He asked inarticulately.

"Should I know?" Yaoya replied with blinking eyes in a daze.

Although he was dizzy from drinking, Lan Tang's news was still a forbidden area that he could not be touched.

Tomioka stared at him with wide eyes for a while, as if trying to find clues that he was lying.

However, no matter how shrewd the police officer is, he is still a drunk crab if he is drunk.

He quickly gave up, holding his head and muttering:

"Forget it, Mr. Ubayashiki. Would you like to hear my troubles?"

The inner confession conference started without warning.

There is no prelude and logic between drunk people.

"Okay," Yaozai readily agreed, "Is it because you are hated by your colleagues?"

"..." Tomioka was silent for 13 seconds.

He stared at Yaozai: "Are you saying I'm hated?"

Yaozai faintly sensed that something was wrong, and changed the subject slowly:

"No, it's not. What were you going to say?"

"Oh..." Because he was unconscious, Tomioka was quickly fooled: "It's about my senior brother Sato."

"Sakura?"

It's a special name.

Yaozai nodded: "What happened to him?"

"Dead." The police officer grabbed Yaoya's wrist violently, causing him to gasp in pain.

"If he didn't help me block the gun during the investigation, would the vampire case have been solved?"

"...Sorrow and change." He said dryly, "Your senior brother doesn't want to see you so decadent."

In the face of death, any comfort pales.

"His spirit in heaven will bless you to solve the case as soon as possible."

"...I don't want him to bless me in heaven, I want him back!"

Yoshiyuki Tomioka shouted with red eyes, the hand holding Yaoya's wrist trembled slightly:

"Mr. Ubayashiki, didn't you really come back from the dead?"

Hearing this question for the third time, Yaozai finally understood Tomioka's persistence.

"You want your brother to be resurrected, even if you have to pay a price?"

"Any price." The police officer replied decisively. After thinking about it, maybe he felt that it was not enough, and added: "Even if I have to die."

The "death" that Tomioka Yoshiyuki said easily, was like a huge stone oppressing Yaoya's heart.

He thought of all the efforts he had made to "live", took a deep breath, looked at the man and said word by word:

"But Police Officer Tomioka, there is no resurrection in this world, not at any price."

"..."

Tomioka stared at Yaoya, like an angry bull staring at the red cloth in the matador's hand.

After a while, he silently let go of Yaozai, and fell headfirst on the table

"I'm not hated."

Tomioka murmured, sound asleep.

"..."

Yaozai was already on the verge of becoming a drunkard, he slowly raised his hazy eyes.

"One glass, whiskey thanks."

Tong Mo, who was cleaning the glass, casually reminded: "Officer Tomioka has fallen asleep."

"I want to drink."

Drinking alcohol to relieve sorrow is a good way to escape at any time.

"Well, if you're drunk, I'm not responsible for taking you home."

"That's not what you said just now, Tong Mo." Yaozai wrinkled his nose aggrievedly.

"..."

10 minutes passed.

Yaozai lay on the table, sleeping unconscious.

The bar was still noisy, but Tong Mo walked over on tiptoe:

"Yaozai, Yaozai?" he called softly, and in the dim light, he blatantly traced the half-section of the man's mask with his fingertips.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"It's hard work being 'like', isn't it?"

Just like him who obviously has no feelings but pretends to be approachable.

Ubuyashiki Yoya is one of the few "heterogeneous" companions that Tong Mo discovered in the world, how can he not cherish it?

What he carefully mixes for men is not the lowest alcohol alcohol.

The author has something to say: Someone is waiting for you at home and drinking alcohol, the protagonist is definitely a pill. www

PS: There was something wrong with my body two days ago, and I am still recuperating.The update is not very timely, sorry woo woo woo.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: one hedgehog and one dolphin;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 58 bottles of Tibetan moon; 10 bottles of white ink; 2 bottles of aguo゛;

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