What if the lord is too popular

Yoya's eyes drooped, and he caught a glimpse of Mori Ogai's hand.

The hand, like a sneaky snake, snaked up his knees and reached his thighs in a blink of an eye.The scorching heat that was completely opposite to the snake skin penetrated through the thin kimono, causing him to shudder.

"..."

Yaozai frowned, grabbed his hand violently before the "forbidden zone" was invaded.

Snapped-

Unexpectedly, the prey caught by the claws of the eagle did not struggle.

"Ah."

A faint smile flashed past Yaozai's ear, giving rise to an illusion—as if the man is content with the current situation.

[Really shameless. ]

Yaozai shook off his hand indignantly.

"Oops!" Naomi's unexpected exclamation made his back tighten, and he instinctively thought that the undercurrent of Kazumori Ogai had been discovered.

Obviously being a victim, Yaozai felt absurdly ashamed.

"No, Yaozai has lost his memory, it's impossible to remember that Mr. Mori is his lover?"

[Beautiful reasoning, Naomi-san! ]

The girl has sharper instincts than her brother who was relegated to the basic post.

Yaozai was about to open his mouth to agree, when suddenly—

"I guess Miss Naomi doesn't like anyone yet?"

"Yes, I like my elder brother the most."

"Then Zhimei should be able to understand that if you really like someone, even if the other person loses memory or changes in appearance, as long as this person stands in front of you, you can recognize it at a glance. Because, in the final analysis..."

[Love is an instinct. ]

Mori Ogai spoke in a deep voice, the front is thousands of rivers slowly converging, and the last sentence is the vast ocean pouring down from Yaoya's heart.

boom!

He was shocked, subconsciously looking for Mori Ogai's eyes, not through the rearview mirror, but his own eyes.

But the surrounding environment is too dim, Yaozai can't even see clearly whether the man's lips are curled or pursed.

This kind of ambiguity is the most fatal.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Uh...you don't have to go to this point, do you?" Junichiro didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

During the ironic discussion between the siblings, the familiar numbness hit the thigh.

Yaozai's dark red pupils shone with light, and he accurately grasped the perpetrator again without even looking.

Snapped-

Those touches and the little deer bumping into each other disappeared in smoke.

Mori Ogai's trap is clearly revealed.

In this situation, he probably lost the opportunity to loudly reprimand the other party for "harassment".

Anyone who heard what they just said would think they were flirting.

Yaozai took a deep breath, the strong mood swings made the system uneasy.

[Ubuyashiki-sama, are you... all right? ]

Yaozai is not an irritable character, he may have absorbed too many negative emotions from Bliss Cultists, and recently, he has occasionally found it difficult to control himself.

However, this reminded him that even if he couldn't speak...

[Xiao Tong, I want to send a private message to Mori Ogai. "Stop!" No, the tone is not strong enough, please change it to "I warn you to stop! Otherwise I will be rude to you!" Okay, let's send it. ]

ding dong—

A notification sounded in the brain that the message was successfully sent.

Yoya waited anxiously, sometimes peeking at Mori Ogai's expression.

But the other party drove without looking sideways from the beginning to the end, but the hand always came back after being thrown away.

[Is it over yet? ]

It's not like Mori Ogai didn't stop for a moment, if Yoya could grab it honestly, he would be as well-behaved as a child.

"..."

After another entanglement, the man flipped his wrist, and the two of them turned into an intimate posture with their fingers interlocked.

Yaoza struggled, except for the pain in his fingers, he could not loosen an inch.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he gave Mori Ogai a hard look, and finally—

[Give up struggling. ]

When everyone in the car has left, he will definitely make this man look good.

……

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the apartment of the Tanizaki brothers and sisters.

Naomi walked around to the front seat and poked her head through the half-open window: "Then my brother and I are leaving first, you must pay attention to safety!"

The girl looked at Yaozai's face carefully, and suddenly saw his and Mori Ou's entwined hands, covered her mouth and burst out laughing:

"You don't have to show your affection like this, do you?"

Hearing this, Mori Ogai raised the hand he held with Yaoya, showing an overly sincere smile that was incompatible with the cold demeanor:

"That won't work, I'm afraid he will run away again."

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect Mr. Sen to be this clingy type."

……

Yoya watched the figures of the two disappear from view, turned his head and said to Mori Ogai expressionlessly:

"Did you know I can teleport?"

"You can go, I don't mind killing Tong Mo in the trunk."

"Stop your threats, what I want to say is that you hold your hand so tightly, do you know that if I teleport, I might take your whole arm off and take it away?"

Mori Ogai shrugged indifferently: "Whatever, I hope you will carry my arm with you, and it is its honor to accompany you instead of me."

Yaozai's temples throbbed.

"...Can the two of you stop discussing such bloody topics so casually?" the middle-aged driver said cautiously.

Yoya and Mori Ogai looked at the rearview mirror at the same time: "(please) shut up."

……

The car galloped all the way into the familiar path.

Yoya felt Mori Ogai's fingertips caressing the back of his hand restlessly.

"When you arrive, stop here."

"Are you here?" General Mori Ogai looked around suspiciously: "There is no shop in front of the village or back, are you sure?"

"of course."

To be precise, further ahead is the real "taboo zone", and those who see it may be silenced.

He looked at the hands they were holding, and rolled his eyelids indifferently: "Have you touched enough? Can you let go?"

"Not enough." Mori Ogai ordered the driver in the back seat without thinking, "Go out and wait."

"Okay!" The driver hurriedly opened the door, looking anxious as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

Once Yaozai and Tong Mo leave, his life and death are really uncertain.

"Wait." Mori Ogai stopped in a cold tone: "I hope you understand what I mean correctly, 'Go out and wait'."

"..."

The flame of hope that was still flickering just now went out with a "pop", and the driver got out of the car with a sad face.

In a moment, there were only two people left in the cramped space.

"You shouldn't have chased the driver out of the car."

"I just want to give you a chance to take revenge. You have been patient, right?"

Yoya looked at Mori Ogai in disbelief.

He really thought so, but when he was blatantly exposed, he lost that energy in an instant.

Yaozai licked his sharp fangs to cover up: "I'm not that boring."

"Okay." Mori Ogai nodded, "Then can I hug you?" His voice was restrained and hoarse.

Commands and entreaties are men's forte, and they have a magic power that cannot be easily refused.

But this is only an illusion, because—

Yaoya is still hesitating, but Mori Ogai has wrapped his arms around his waist, the movements are so proficient as if he has rehearsed them thousands of times in his head.

"..."

Yaozai regretted his vacillation just a moment ago, his lips parted, his fangs shone coldly in the dark night, and he bit down.

at this time-

"If I become a vampire, can I be with you forever?"

The man asked in a low voice, his tone full of fragility that he would never reveal easily.

Yaozai was stunned, and quietly withdrew the sharp weapon, resting his chin on Mori Ogai's shoulder, with his hands hanging by his sides:

"Stop texting me again."

"..."

Mori Ogai replied silently, but hugged him even tighter, even his ribs ached.

Yaozai sighed helplessly: "I'm being watched, so don't send me messages. This is very dangerous for both of us."

"...Understood, how can I contact you?"

"In case of emergency, I will inform you through the system."

Mori Ogai didn't speak, turned his head and bit his lover's earlobe.

"Ah!" Yaozai screamed unexpectedly, his pale cheeks flushed, "What are you doing?"

"Just an 'emergency'?" Mori Ogai dissatisfied.

Yaoza pursed his lips and compromised: "I will decide according to the situation."

The man stopped pressing, and buried his head in his neck with a muffled smile: "Why are you still so sensitive?"

"..." Sensing that the topic was slipping to the edge of danger, Yoya pushed Mori Ogai away angrily.

boom-

"Hiss—" The man's back hit the protruding handle heavily, and he gasped.

Seeing this, Yaozai smiled cruelly, and quickly untied the lock.

pat—

"be careful."

"If..." Yaoya's veins on the back of his hand holding the doorknob bulged, and he said half-truthfully:

[Would you still recognize me if I were burned to ashes? ]

After all, it is uncertain when this photophobic physique will make him die without a place to bury him.

"I..." Mori Ogai said only one word.

Yaozai hastily interrupted: "It's just a joke, please send Tong Mo back, good night."

Yaozai was running alone on the secluded path, the cold wind blowing on his face calmed down his beating heart.

He couldn't tell what was wrong with him.

Maybe it's the negative emotions that urgently need an outlet, or the extremely deep shadow left by the arm that was once reduced to ashes.

Panting for breath, he let down his white hair to cover his ears, and the closer he got to the villa, the more cautious he became.

[You must abandon real thinking and just be a non-threatening puppet. ]

"Why did you make me wait so long?"

suddenly-

The suffocating coercion is like a fine net covering the sky and covering the sky.

Yaoza was dripping with cold sweat, his weak knees almost fell to his knees immediately.

He reluctantly followed the prestige, only to see Ghost Mai Tsuji approaching with a gloomy expression.

tap tap —

"Feel sorry."

"I'm asking you, why did you make me wait so long?" Wu Mi lifted Yaozai's chin and looked into the trembling red pupils, "Did you do something behind my back?"

"I let Tanizaki Naomi go home, she's useless anyway."

"Oh really?" Wu Mi pinned Yaozai's long hair behind his ears, his eyes darkened slightly:

"The driver took such a long detour to take you back. As your boyfriend, I should express my gratitude."

His slightly narrowed vertical pupils flashed the calculating light, and he said word by word:

[I haven't gone far anyway, have I? ]

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!