What if the lord is too popular

Yaozai is applying eyeliner to the mirror.

"Yinu's family, I'm afraid this is not the first time, Your Excellency?"

He paused, raised his head and smiled:

"Mother used to dress me up as a girl."

In order to avoid the bad luck that befell the obstetrician Shiki boy, he had little hope and tried every means.

Yaozai's purple eyes narrowed slightly, his face showing nostalgia.

"En." Hongye nodded, and changed the topic: "Speaking of which, are you familiar with that man in the white coat? I have seen him several times at the club entrance."

[Seen several times in front of the club. ]

[I just happened to be passing by. ]

Two completely different rhetoric converged in Yaozai's mind.

He said calmly, "Do you mean Dr. Sen? We are colleagues."

"Oh, so it is."

Hongye's dialect is melodious, and even sighs are full of styles.

She sideways put away the paper umbrella leaning against the wall, and approached Yaozai.

tap tap —

The sound of high heels echoed in the empty room, eerie.

Yaozai watched her every move from the mirror, full of doubts.

Why does Ozaki Momiji never leave her umbrella indoors?

"Your umbrella is really unique." He sincerely admired it and deliberately tested it.

The woman paused, her fingers lingering on the umbrella handle as if caressing her lover's body.

After a long while, "Yes." She murmured softly with a gloomy expression.

While talking, Hongye got closer, and she could touch Yaoya's shoulder with her hand.

His muscles stiffened.

"Don't move." Hong Ye said, "Let my concubine help you remove the broken hair on the dress."

A sharp cold light glides through the clear mirror.

Yaozai, who has been secretly on guard, just needs to say [teleport].

at this time-

The aggressive Ozaki Koyo suddenly collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

An expression of disbelief was frozen on the woman's face.

"Oh, little Alice is still so powerful."

With a crisp slap, the blond girl slapped off the man's hand that was about to be placed on top of her head.

It was Mori Ogai who came.

"what did you do to me?"

Koyo Ozaki gritted her teeth.

The school doctor turned a deaf ear, walked straight past the woman and came to Yaozai, looked critically at her for a while, rubbed his chin and said:

"Ubuyashiki-sensei, I think you still lack something."

Mori Ogai didn't think about what was missing.

pat—

The door was slammed shut, the wind was strong, and the dust that leaked in from the window blurred everyone's vision.

A familiar white light flashed, and Yoya Ubuyashiki was horrified, just about to reach out and pull Mori Ogai.

"Oh Miss Ozaki, I forgot to tell you, only I can cure the poison on your leg."

"..."

Silence and anger roam the space.

After a while, the fog dissipated.

A giant puppet with a knife appeared beside Hongye, ready for battle.

Mori Ogai seemed to have expected it a long time ago, he didn't even move his expression, and even thoughtfully helped Yaoya lift the dress that slipped down his left shoulder.

"What do you want?" Hongye's eyes were full of resentment.

"As long as you agree to let us Ubuyashiki-sensei find his students with peace of mind."

Mori Ogai glanced at Yaozai with a half-smile: "You don't know, although our obstetrician teacher looks harmless to humans and animals, if we get angry, even I will go bankrupt. Do you think so?"

Yaozai responded with a gentle smile, seeing the man shaking his head.

"Ubuyashiki-sensei, the white dress suits you well, but something is still missing."

Mori Ogai brought up the old story again.

"Pervert lolicon Rintaro, hurry up!"

The blond girl urged him impatiently.

"Understood, little Alice. For your cute sake~"

Mori Ogai was pushed all the way to the door by Alice, but stopped suddenly before opening the door.

"Don't forget to bring Ms. Ozaki with you, so she won't disturb Mr. Miyashiki's preparations again."

pat—

When Alice snapped her fingers, Koyo Ozaki was miraculously suspended in mid-air.

She looked calm, without any struggle.

Seeing this, Mori Ogai nodded in satisfaction, straightened his hunched back, smoothed the wrinkles on his white coat, and turned the doorknob.

The hallway is brightly lit.

He hooked his lips and smiled, without turning his head: "I'll wait for you downstairs."

The words without naming names created a different kind of ambiguity.

pat—

The door closed again.

Yaozai stood in the darkness, frowning in thought.

[Xiao Tong, what did Alice call him just now? ]

[The system falters: Uh... Perverted Lolicon?Ubuyashiki-sama, you have to believe that I won't arrange criminals to be your targets!Absolutely, no! ]

A knowing smile bloomed on Yaoya's thin lips.

[Ok, I know. ]

Know what Mori Ogai likes.

After a while, Yaoya, who had packed up the obstetric house, walked down the stairs.

High heels tap tap —

All eyes were on him—

Long black hair, violet-like pure eyes and slightly pale cheeks.

His thick eyelashes are like the flapping wings of a butterfly under the light.

Beautiful and fragile.

Yoya saw Mori Ogai in the crowd at a glance.

The man's long hair was tied into a low ponytail, and he put on a waiter's black vest, with a shiny silver pen in his pocket.

As soon as Yaozai walked down the last step, a completely new Mori greeted him.

He took out a brand new flower-embellished transparent ribbon and handed it over:

"I finally figured out what you're missing."

Yaoza glanced at Sen's casual smile, and obediently stretched out his injured right hand.

The moment his fingertip touched the ribbon, he withdrew it without warning, and he whispered softly:

"Help me wear it, Mr. Sen."

This was the first time Yoya Ubuyashiki called him "Mr. Mori", and his alienation was so heartbreaking.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he turned around on his own, and slowly pulled his shawl-length hair aside.

"Ah."

Mori Ogai's pleasant chuckle flashed past Yoya's ear.

As the man approached, he even smelled the perfume on his body. It was a citrus-like refreshing scent suitable for summer nights.

Yaozai took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

At this moment, the temperature on the skin of his neck belongs to him, and also belongs to Mori Ogai.

The school nurse expertly tied a bow, and said in a deep and cold voice:

"Okay," he said.

"Thank you, Mr. Mori. Does it look good?"

"Yeah." Mori Ogai said concisely.

But Yaozai didn't miss his momentary blurred eyes and rolling Adam's apple.

The triumphant smile disappeared from Yaozai's lips.

[Xiaotong, what do you think I look like now? ]

[The system thinks hard: Uh... I can't say it, but I feel that Mrs. Ubuyashiki is too beautiful to be real. ]

Yaozai raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect the small system to be quite sensitive.

[System: Raider Mori Ogai, current favorability: 30%]

[The system is amazed: Mr. Ubuyashiki, why did Mori Ogai's favorability suddenly change? ]

[Yaoya smiled mysteriously: because I understand what this man wants—]

Cultivate a sense.

The author has something to say: Are you a red chicken? Sisters hahaha

I typed too many words in the system, I even typed wrong orz in my pseudonym when I logged in just now.

See you at nine o'clock tomorrow night, good night~