What if the lord is too popular

script setting

Role [-]: Good news reporter.

Role: Witness the intimate behavior of "I" and Yue Yan, and expose the scandal.It is convenient for "I" to create more opportunities to contact Yue Yan.

Turning point: Mori Ogai suddenly appears.

System: Does it run according to the original script?

Yuya Ubuyashiki: Mori Ogai is an unstable factor, and it is impossible to judge his next move.The original script needs to be scrapped completely.

new script...

[to be determined]

Mori Ogai drove the car on the road, and the scenery outside the window did not catch his eyes for a second.

In the back seat, the blond-haired girl curled up in a ball, clutching the handle like a drowning man seeking a life-saving straw.

Suddenly there was a thunderstorm.

Boom!

"Ouch!" Alice exclaimed.

Mori Ogai raised his head and looked in the rearview mirror, and saw her pursing her lips, hesitant to speak.

"What do you want to say?" Mori Ogai asked indifferently.

It's nothing more than asking him to slow down or something.

The girl hesitated for a few seconds, opened her mouth and took a deep breath, and summoned up her courage:

"So the man in the white clothes just now is the same as the man in the Ubuyashiki photo, right?"

Mori Ogai couldn't help frowning.

Alice was bolder than he imagined, or—

I don't know the world.

"Little Alice, let me tell you. The rule of the adult world is 'see through, don't reveal'. For example, now, this is the last thing you should mention in front of me."

Mori Ogai's air pressure dropped.

Alice remained silent, she freed her hand to abuse the disgusting dress, and pouted her lips to express her dissatisfaction.

"You asked me to ask."

"I do not have."

The girl pointed at Mori Ogai's heart with certainty.

"It's your heart that made me ask. It said hurry up and talk to someone, it's about to explode!"

"...Stop talking nonsense." Mori Ogai lowered his eyes, vaguely speaking.

Alice refused to let go: "I'm not talking nonsense. I can't breathe because I feel the same way with you."

It could also be that Mori Ogai was driving too fast, and it was all his fault anyway.

After a while, the girl regained her composure.She observed the man's face, and said cautiously:

"Are you angry?"

"...asking knowingly."

Mori Ogai squeezed the steering wheel tightly.Empathy is a double-edged sword, making his poor disguise ridiculous.

"Then I'll run back and beat him up for you!"

"Oh yes, remember to unscrew his head and give it to me."

Mori Ogai's casual perfunctory made the girl believe it. She geared up to see the timing of the red light, flew out of the window with a light posture, and waved goodbye to Mori Ogai's window.

Then-

The man dragged her fluffy skirt mercilessly to the co-pilot's seat.

With a plop, Alice fell dizzy.

Mori Ogai didn't even look at her, and said in a low tone:

"Sit me down and put on your seat belt."

"...Tch, after all, I'm still reluctant."

Alice stuck out her tongue in disdain, and looked at his hand gripping the steering wheel.

Those bulging veins on the back of the hand and the red flesh in the palm are the proof of Mori Ogai's hidden anger.

prickly—

The sudden brake pulled Alice's thoughts back.

"We have arrived at the testing center." Sen Ou opened the door expressionlessly and went out.

The blond girl followed suit.

"Little Alice."

"Ok?"

"Don't waste your time on worthless people."

"……understood."

Today is the day for the blood test results of the members of Port Mafia.

When Sen Ou entered the door, he saw a man in a white coat circling around like a headless chicken.

Alice frowned in disgust, and whispered:

"Is this guy out of his mind?"

Mori Ouwai glared at her, and said calmly, "Pay attention to your manners."

"Slightly~"

While talking, the doctor noticed their existence and rushed to meet them.

"You are……?"

"I am the head of Port Mafia, here to get the members' report."

"Oh." The doctor suddenly realized, the anxiety on his face was replaced by joy, he grabbed Mori Ogai's sleeve suddenly, "Oh, by the way, you are Xiao Yaozai's friend, right?"

[Xiao Yaozai]?

It's such an endearing nickname.

"What's up?"

The doctor scratched his head: "I am Xiao Yaozai's colleague Yamada. He will pick up the report when the time comes, but I can't get in touch."

A few words reminded Mori Ogai of the scene a moment ago.

The resentment made a comeback, making breathing a little heavy.

He brushed off the man's hand, and smiled contemptuously:

"Mr. Ubuyashiki may be busy right now."

Busy with immersing herself in her new love affair, and dealing with more reporters who have heard the news.

Yamada's bangs were soaked with beady beads of sweat.

"...then do you know where to find him?"

The man's relentless pursuit arouses Mori Ogai's suspicion.

He glanced at the mountains of reports on the other side's desk, and asked tentatively:

"Could it be that there's a... problem with the blood test?"

As soon as these words came out, Yamada's face changed suddenly.

He waved his hands again and again: "No, no, how could there be a problem? I just...well, I hope Xiao Yaozai will come back to work soon."

Gee.

This guy's level of lying is far inferior to Alice's.

Mori Ogai held back his impatience and approached with a kind smile:

"How about I pass on Yoya's report for you, Dr. Yamada is also quite busy, right?"

His tone was beyond doubt.

Yamada was forced to the corner of the table, with a bang—

A large number of paper reports were scattered on the ground.

While picking it up in a hurry, he smiled dryly:

"Uh, don't bother, the report belongs to personal privacy. I'd better give it to me directly..."

The more the truth is concealed, the crueler it is.

An ominous premonition welled up in Mori Ogai's heart.He didn't have time to chat nonsense with the doctor, and he used his eyes to hint at Alice who was about to move beside him.

Then-

With a muffled splash, Yamada passed out.

Mori Ogai bent over and scanned the paper until he found the report signed by "Yuya Ubuyashiki".

The hero Alice came up to him and tiptoed and asked:

"How is it, Rintaro?"

Mori Ogai's hand holding the paper creaked, and his vision almost burned through it.

He stuffed the report into the inner pocket of the windbreaker, turned and left without saying a word.

This report...

Alice, who didn't get a reply, curled her lips boredly, and while following Sen, she didn't forget to destroy the surveillance at the door.

After all, this is the professionalism of being a port Mafia.

Yaozai walked back to the center alone.

There was something in Tsukihiko's words and Mori Ogai's startled glance, but it was the latter that made him worry more.

How much did the man actually see?What do you think now?

Yoya took out his cell phone hesitantly, and belatedly found a missed call from Mori Ogai.

Fifteen minutes ago, it happened to be when he and Yue Yan were about to leave the restaurant.

"..."

Yaoya's hand is hanging above Mori Ogai's number, whenever he wants to press it, there is an irresistible resistance somewhere.

Perhaps out of embarrassment, the fingers that failed to grab something ended up clenched into a fist.

He was so full of thoughts that he even ignored the damaged surveillance at the entrance of Yamada's office.

As soon as he entered the door, Yaozai was taken aback by the mess all over the floor.

He quickly ran to his sleepy colleague at the table.

"Yamada-kun, are you alright? What happened?"

After a few seconds, Yamada Yuyu woke up and looked around ignorantly.He finally noticed the soreness in his calf, and screamed at the top of his voice:

"Oh little Yaozai, it's your friend! The leader of Mafia!"

"You mean, Mori Ogai injected you with an anesthetic?"

Yaozai didn't know why.

Yamada jumped up from his arms, cursing and looking for the report in a hurry.

"Fuck his Mafia, there are more important things, your blood test is a bit..."

"……question?"

Yaozai's heartbeat suddenly accelerated when he heard his vague words.

He bent down to join the search team. After a while, Yamada raised his head with a pale face:

"Oops, the report proving that you will mutate into a vampire is gone." He paused, then slapped his left palm with his right fist, "Could it be your friend took it?"

"..."

Yaozai touched the mobile phone in his pocket, his eyes darkened slightly.

It seems that this call from Mori Ogai had to be answered.

He exhaled foul breath, still stagnant in his heart.

Office of the Chief of Mafia

Mori Ogai was checking this month's financial report, not waiting for anyone's call.

beep beep—

The phone by the table rang three times, and the "Missed Call" displayed on the screen was a number I knew by heart.

Mori Ogai suppressed the smile on his lips, and answered slowly:

"Hello, who is it?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the receiver: "It's me, Yoya Ubuyashiki."

The self-introduction with the first and last name showed alienation, Mori Ogai squeezed the phone tightly, and smiled calmly:

"I'm sorry, but you said you were going to part ways, so I deleted the number."

The breathing in the ear seems to be heavier.

Mori Ogai was very satisfied, he closed his eyes and imagined the other party's expression.

Unless he is desperate, he can't calm the anger in his heart.

"Sorry." Yaozai said softly, "You came to find me specially, what's the matter?"

Ubuyashiki's answer was unexpected.

Mori Ogai gritted his teeth: "I don't understand why you apologize."

Men are undoubtedly extremely cunning, creating an illusion with resignation.

People don't have patience for people who don't care, so it's like—

Of course Yaozai would not answer, he was always scheming.

It reached the point where Mori Ogai couldn't be stingy with praise.

"Oh, just to remind you that I found bugs in your house, probably off your clothes."

"Yes, thank you for telling me."

Yaozai remained calm.

"..."

Mori Ogai suspected that he hadn't heard clearly, and the installation of bugs at home was a harbinger of danger.

Oh, it's also possible that people don't have time to care about such trivial matters.

"Forgot to congratulate your new love, another target?"

Mori Ogai still couldn't help asking, even though it was in a mocking way, it didn't mean he wasn't curious.

Yaoza seemed unaware of the volcano erupting in his chest at any time.

"Yes, Yue Yan is my new target."

"..."

Having said that, there is no need to talk at all.

Mori Ogai looked at Yoya's report on the table which was crumpled by him, with hesitation in his eyes.

"Your report..."

His words were only half spoken.

"Is my report right with you? It's good." Yaoza said in an understatement tone, "If you really can't let go of my betrayal, there is a way."

[Make my report public. ]

Mori Ogai couldn't believe his ears.

"Are you threatening me, Mr. Ubayashiki? You think I dare not?"

Yaozai smiled inappropriately, like a gust of wind, blowing thousands of miles away and stirring Mori Ogai's heart.

"I can't hide my blood problem for long," he said.

[If I am destined to be ruined, I just want to be ruined by you. ]

Mori Ogai gasped, feeling hot from the hint in Yoya's words.

He calmed down his disturbed heart, pretending not to eat firewood and salt:

"Think I'll fall for your tricks?"

"Well, you won't."

Yaozai hangs up the phone neatly without saying goodbye.

Mori Ogai clutched his phone in a daze in his seat.

The guy seemed to say "I like you" at the end, but he didn't seem to.

But who cares?

What came into view was several canceled orders.

after a while

thump thump—

There was a knock on the door, and a young cadre with brown hair appeared at the door.

He observed the Boss's expression half-hidden, and noticed that Yahoo headlines were running on the other's mobile phone.

It is the latest relationship between Yoya Ubuyashiki and producer Tsukihiko.

Zhong Yuan pursed his lips into a straight line, and there was an emotion in his heart that he couldn't even define.

It's like eating underripe grapes, full of sourness.

"Mr. Zhongye, you are here."

Mori Ogai turned the back of the phone down, and looked at him on the table with a sad face.

Did the Boss call him over because of this incident?

Just as he was thinking, Mori Ogai shook the paper in his hand.

"Mr. Zhongye~ Have you read this month's financial report? Our organization may be going bankrupt."

"……what?"

Although a few large orders were refunded because of rumors about vampires, it wouldn't be such an exaggeration.

Mori Ogai nodded solemnly:

"That's it."

He handed over another piece of paper, and Chuya took a closer look, dazed on the spot.

Because it says:

[The subject, Yoya Ubuyashiki, has the same molecules as vampires in his blood, and there is a risk of mutation.It is recommended to implement isolation management as soon as possible. ]

"I figured, by publishing the fact that this man's blood strengthens vampires, it won't be long before someone pays a high price for his life. Then we can make some extra money to fill in the gaps."

Nakahara Chuya looked at Mori Ogai who was talking eloquently, like falling into an ice cellar.

"Boss, you must be joking, right? This is Yuya Ubuyashiki."

"so what?"

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows suspiciously and asked back, his face shrouded in shadows was full of ghostly expression.

In this situation, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but run away. Just as he put on the doorknob, a man's joking voice came from behind:

"What's the matter, Chuya-kun, didn't you accuse Ubuyashiki of deliberately murdering Tsukihiko, didn't you think he killed Tachihara? Don't you actually..."

[like him? ]

Chuya Zhongye's heart jumped suddenly, and those unknown emotions were cleared up, and suddenly became clear.

He stopped and turned to stare at Mori Ogai not far away:

"Don't you also like Yuya Ubuyashiki? Why now..."

"Ah ~ Chuya-kun, don't you know? The interests of the organization are always above everything else. Besides, I have a habit."

[All the things you like have to be destroyed with your own hands. ]

The author has something to say: When writing the rivalry between the leader and the protagonist, all I can think about is watching them go crazy XXX. (cover face)