What if the lord is too popular

The driver took off his white gloves and threw them on the co-pilot, slowly raised his head and looked at Yaozai through the rearview mirror, his slightly pale face was hard to distinguish between joy and anger:

"I heard you lost your memory again."

Yaozai captured two pieces of information from just a few words:

First, he had amnesia.

Second, and more important.

[I'm afraid he has a lot to do with the man in front of him. ]

"What was our relationship before?" Yaozai asked without answering.

The response was a fleeting sneer: "What's the relationship?" When the sneer flew by like a dragonfly, the wings rubbed against the ear, "I also want to ask, what is our relationship?"

Yaozai was stunned for a moment, something blocked his throat, making it difficult to even breathe.

He didn't speak, neither did the man.

There was a suffocating silence in the cramped car.

Perhaps it was a habitual action when he was cramped, the man flicked his bangs, and the white hat fell down along the tilted head.

bang-

Oh, it shouldn't be the sound effect of heaven and earth falling apart.

At best, it was just a hat that happened to fall on Yaoya's instep, that's all.

He didn't know how to think, and subconsciously avoided until the hat fell to the ground alone.

pat—

Stir up invisible dust, stir up invisible ripples.

Yaozai stared down his eyes, unknowingly lost in thought.

"Can't you pick it up for me?"

This tone of command and pleading is a man's forte.

[cannot. ]

Yaozai almost blurted out, but bent down to explore.

He patted the dust off his hat, hid in the shadows and took a deep breath.

The coercion continuously coming from the man is different from Oni Wu Tsuji Mimi, it is more psychological, with some kind of emotion as the catalyst, it intensifies.

Yaoya even speculated whether he was the only one who would become a man's prisoner, because—

[I feel ashamed. ]

He lowered his eyes on purpose as he offered his hat.

"Ah~ ah~ Amnesia is so good, it can wipe out everything in the past, unilaterally."

A cadenced sigh drifted over his head, and the three words "one-sided" were bitten down very clearly.

Yaozai finally couldn't bear the groundless accusations, he raised his head suddenly, glanced at the man's white fingers clutching the brim of the hat, then moved up, and crashed into the long-planned trap—

Those long and narrow eyes are both deep and mysterious and stormy.

Just looking at his own reflection in it is enough for Yaozai to stop breathing.

"Who the hell are you?" he said, suppressing the emotions that were about to erupt.

"Me?" The corner of the man's slightly hooked mouth lifted Yaozai's heart high, his thin lips parted slightly, and he was brewing for a while:

[I'm just an insignificant passer-by. ]

The fireworks that bloomed to the extreme at high altitudes fell without warning, igniting the sea surface in an instant, and dyed the calm blue with a dazzling orange red.

"Thank you."

The man pulls out his hat and puts it on without changing his face.

"You're welcome."

Yaozai spoke as if nothing had happened, quietly clenched his empty right hand.

bang bang bang —

The north wind whistling outside the window seemed to blow into his broken heart.

In the distance, the girl is holding the young man's arm and chatting like a magpie.

Tanizaki Naomi and her brother are back.

Yaozai leaned against the back of the chair.

[Xiao Tong, do you know him? ]

[I know you, Mori Ogai, the leader of Port Mafia. ]

[What is the relationship between me and him...? ]

[The system is silent for nearly 1 minute: Uh, Mr. Ubuyashiki.I don't really understand your emotional world, but I think...you should be...]

pat—

Junichiro opened the car door, protecting Naomi's head with his hand.

"Sorry, it's been a long wait." The girl bent down and entered.

Yaozai had to stop talking with the system, and asked with a light smile:

"Have you decided to go back with Officer Tanizaki?"

"Yes." Naomi shrugged shamefully, "I don't want to trouble you either."

While talking, Junichiro came in after him, and the originally narrow space suddenly became more crowded.

Obviously the co-pilot is still empty.

rumbling—

Mori Ogai started the engine.

"Wait, where are Tong Mo and the driver?"

The corner of Mori Ogai's mouth curved slightly: "You almost forgot, there are two more guests."

He got out of the car on his own, and Yaozai stepped up to follow, and the two came to the slowly rising trunk.

crunch—

Until the missing two showed completely different faces.

The middle-aged driver was terrified and dripping with cold sweat, while Tong Mo was enjoying it with a smile on his lips.

"This car can only seat up to 5 people, you choose."

The implication is that at least one has to be transported to its destination like a cargo.

He frowned.

"Perhaps you'd like to hear their campaign speeches?"

Mori Ogai removed the cloth from the two mouths.

The driver stammered and yelled: "I...I can't die yet, I have... parents and... two underage children at home. I can't die."

"die?"

Yaoya glanced at Mori Ogai, would he really kill him?

Tong Mo smiled and said, "What a novel experience~ Anyway, Yaozai won't just sit and watch me get killed, so just let me stay here~"

The glazed pupils of the Bliss leader are not mixed with a trace of haze, as if they come from the heart.

But Yaozai knew very well that this was just because he lacked emotion.

tap tap —

He approached, but before his outstretched hand touched Tong Mo's clothes, he was stopped by Mori Ogai.

"Are you going to teleport with him?"

"No!" Tong Mo lowered his face and said seriously, "I really like staying here. In the darkness, maybe I can realize what 'Bliss' is."

"..."

Tanizaki Junichiro ran over: "We have to hurry, otherwise that Wu Mi will be suspicious, right?"

Yaozai stared at Tong Mo: "Are you sure?"

"Sure." Tong Mo twisted his body like an earthworm.

pat—

The trunk door closed.

Everyone walked to the side of the car, and Mori Owai took the driver's seat with his long legs, and Naomi sat in the back intact, and the remaining seats became a problem.

Tanizaki Junichiro wanted to stick with his sister visibly, and the driver and Mori Ogai just looked at each other inadvertently and trembled like a sieve.

Except for Yaozai, no one is qualified for the co-pilot position.

But when the others took their positions, Yaozai still stood there without moving.

Mori Ogai looked through the window suspiciously, as if seeing through his thoughts, opened his mouth and said silently:

[If you dare to leave, I will kill Tong Mo. ]

"..."

Yoya had no choice at all, sat beside Mori Ogai with a gloomy expression, and closed the door with a "slap".

The driver in the back seat wailed: "Oh, take it easy. If it breaks, I have to pay for it myself..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stared blankly by Sen Ou, and dared not say anything.

after a while

The taxi was speeding through the night, and the scenery outside the window quickly reversed.

Yaoza propped his chin up to doze off, always paying attention to the movement around him, his ears filled with the girl's coquettishness:

"When I disappeared, did elder brother miss me?"

Junichiro sat in the middle, he had to leave a comfortable space for the driver, and at the same time he had to deal with the girl's approaching delicate body.

He was miserable, his body bent like a boiled shrimp.In the end, there was no way to retreat, so I had to lower my voice and say:

"Didn't Naomi know the answer in the woods just now?"

The girl was reluctant: "But Naomi still wants to listen to it again, after all, she persisted only by thinking about her elder brother."

She paused skillfully, widening her innocent eyes and crying: "Can't you?"

In this situation, no one should be able to refuse cruelly, right?

Even Yoya looked into the rearview mirror as if joining in the fun, but unexpectedly met Mori Ogai's staring eyes.

If the man's gaze was quite forbearing before, now it is like a raging fire, which is trying to swallow him up.

Yaozai's heart skipped a beat, how long has this guy been spying on him?

This seeming oppression was the source of his disorientation.

Even when he realized that his whereabouts had been exposed, Mori Ogai still curled his lips at him calmly.

Yaozai glared at the man angrily, and looked away indifferently.

"Heh." Mori Ogai smiled instead of anger.

"Speaking of which, do you have a bad relationship between Yaozai and Mr. Mori? We haven't said a word since we got in the car, right?"

Tanizaki Naomi is always sensitive and intelligent, and quickly perceives the abnormality of the two people in front of her.

As soon as the words were finished, Junichiro squeezed her hand:

"Don't talk nonsense about Naomi, Mr. Mori and Mr. Ubayashiki are each other's lovers, how can their relationship be so bad?"

The officer still has vivid memories of the confrontation between the police station and the previous Mafia headquarters two years ago.

Yaozai's mind exploded with a "buzz," and suddenly remembered the unfinished conversation with the system.

[Xiaotong, is what Tanizaki said true?Mori Ogai is mine...? ]

[The wording of the system is strict: Mr. Ubuyashiki, strictly speaking, Mori Ogai can only be regarded as an ex-boyfriend, because you abandoned him. ]

[? ]

Yuya Ubuyashiki couldn't believe it.

Even if he loses his memory, he doesn't think that he will be a scumbag who starts in chaos and ends up abandoning him.

He looked in the rearview mirror reflexively, but this time he only saw red pupils that were slightly dilated due to shock.

Mori Ogai turned a deaf ear to the commotion behind him, and steered the car steadily with one hand on the steering wheel.

Yaozai intends to ask the system for details...

In the next second, he bit his lip to suppress the exclamation around his mouth, and his drooping eyes glimpsed—

Mori Ogai's hot hand was silently rubbing his knee.

The author has something to say: Some people are serious on the surface, but they don’t know what they are doing behind the scenes (knocking on the table