What if the lord is too popular

The lights are on.

The club [Flower] is about to open, but the internal atmosphere is tense.

"Tsk, what have you been doing since just now? Who is this woman?"

Fern Ji's pretty face was wrinkled, and her fingers almost poked Yaoza's face.

"Ah."

Mori Ogai smiled inappropriately, and Yoya glanced at him angrily, which was taken as some kind of hint.

The man leaned close to his ear, his cold voice mixed with ridicule:

"Thanks to Doctor Ben for covering your Adam's apple in time."

Oh, so that's the purpose of giving him the ribbon.

Yaozai was grateful, but Yaozai was not disturbed.

This is of course an excuse used by the school doctor to satisfy his special hobby, a brilliant excuse.

Yaozai turned his head a second before the man was disappointed, the two were very close, the distance between the tips of their noses touching.

He stared at Ogai's long and narrow eyes, and raised his lips into a smile:

"Where's Osamu Dazai?" he said.

"..."

[System: Raider Mori Ogai, current favorability: 28%]

[Small system is heartbroken: Master Ubuyashiki, how can you not turn on which pot and carry which pot?This is not like you! ]

Piercing the ambiguous atmosphere with one's own hands is indeed not the performance of the upper way.

However, Yuya Ubuyashiki did it on purpose.

Because Mori Ogai would like it.

He left the man and walked under the bright lights, followed by the club's proprietress Momiji Ozaki.

Mori should have taken the syringe from Momiji's right calf, and the slender kimono concealed her limp steps.

Yuya Ubuyashiki held her by his arm calmly, and got a cold look from the other side.

Momiji's nails dug into his arm through the kimono, she smiled nonchalantly:

"Miss Huizi was recruited by my concubine with a lot of money."

The female publicists whispered, Fern Ji lowered her head and fiddled with her newly made manicure.

Hongye didn't say a word, she glanced at her, and she was not angry.

Seeing the girls stop discussing, she nodded and looked at Yaozai with satisfaction:

"Miss Huizi, according to the agreement, if your performance tonight exceeds anyone present, you will pass the assessment."

Hongye pushed Yaozai behind: "You choose."

Yaozai didn't move, because the girls' faces were full of doubts.

After a while, one of them mustered up the courage to ask:

"Sister Hongye, if someone among us is really defeated..."

Koye Ozaki stared at the other party, raised her hands to cover her lips with her sleeves and smiled delicately:

"Oh, do you even need to ask? Of course—"

Her eyes were covered with a layer of frost, and a word was squeezed out from her slightly parted lips:

"roll."

The temperature in the room dropped several degrees, the girls gasped, and even the careless Fern Ji raised her head.

[Now is the best time. ]

Ubuyashiki thought to himself.

Before taking the first step, he looked back at Mori Ogai behind him, and the violet eyes sparkled.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and the school doctor's face was pale and gloomy.

Yaozai smiled, this man is not necessarily still angry.

He turned his head, tap tap tap—

The high-heeled shoes step on the smooth marble floor firmly, and they also step on the hearts of some people.

The girls in front of them lowered their heads one after another, wishing they could sink into the dust.

Yaozai finds it dazzling, no matter how heavy the makeup is, it can't cover their immature faces.

And his goal was set from the very beginning - Hayakawa Mei.

Stage name - Fern Ji.

After a while, Yoya stopped in front of the 17-year-old girl and said softly:

"Please teach me more tonight, Miss Fern Ji."

The most sincere honorifics are used.

Of course he doesn't have to do this, even if he does, there is a high probability that he will be ignored by the other party.

Fern Ji slanted her eyes, glanced at him lazily, and sneered:

"Sister, I remind you because you are uglier than most of the monsters here and I am pleasing to the eye—this lady's performance is unbeatable. If you want to stay, you should find someone else. Nuo, for example Say—her."

Fern Ji raised her finger to the shivering girl on the far right of the crowd.

Yaozai thought, it's really not a good habit to point fingers casually, so he smiled and said without giving in:

"Miss Fern Ji, I'm here for you tonight."

What he said was taken as a provocation by the other party, and Fern Ji stomped her feet angrily and left.

After a while, when Yaoya sat at the same table with her, Mori Ogai, who was dressed as a waiter, flicked his bangs, smiled at Yaoya, turned and left.

bang-

The door opened.

The club [Flower] also opens on time tonight.

People have inertia and don't accept change easily.

This is also the reason why Yaoya chose to sit next to Fern Ji—

Because Sayuri of Top1 asked for leave, Fern Ji had the most ready-made clients.

Soon, the seats on both sides of the girl's sofa were filled with regular customers, and Yoya Miyashiki was pushed aside.

Although there were also people who cast curious glances at him, no one dared to make any moves due to Fern Ji's well-known bad temper.

temporary.

[The system is worried: Ubuyashiki-sama, use supernatural powers to be a "script writer"!If you use it, you can win easily. ]

Yaozai shook his head, rejecting the system's suggestion.

He is waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to stand out naturally.

Although, in his heart he didn't really want to see this happen.

but-

The man in the neat suit smiled and stuffed a glass of wine into Fern Ji's hand.

"Drink, drink, little fern girl. You promised me last time."

His pretentiously coquettish tone made people sick, and Yaozai found the disgust that flickered in Fern Ji's eyes.

The girl clutched the cup, the veins on the back of her fair hand were bulging, and she didn't move for a long time.

"Drink, drink quickly!"

The men beside the sofa started booing unanimously.

They are well-dressed, and they have human faces and animal hearts.

Waraji inadvertently looked at Usan Yashiki with worried eyes, and she pursed her lips as if asking for help.

"and many more!"

Yaozai's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

because-

Men have waited too long for this opportunity.

As soon as Yaozai spoke, the one closest to her couldn't wait to get close to her.

"Are you new here? I've been watching you for a while, what's your name?"

Questions came from nowhere like a barrage of cannonballs.

Yaozai looked over the man's shoulder and looked directly at the wine glass of Ji Ji on the opposite side.

"I'll drink it for her."

As soon as the words fell, the girl's eyes ignited raging anger.

She raised her wine glass as if venting her anger and drank it to the top.

[The system exclaimed: Ouch, Mr. Ubuyashiki, we still haven't been able to stop it! ]

The girl's stubbornness is beyond imagination, and it's not like Yaoza didn't think about this kind of result.

He suppressed a sigh in his heart, and the applause by the sofa was sparse.

It doesn't matter-

Anyway, the men's attention has been attracted to him.

Just as he was thinking, the man in the suit repeated his tricks and came over with a glass of wine.

"now that……"

Yaozai smiled slightly: "My name is Huizi, sir."

"Since Hui Hui wants to help Little Fern Ji drink, then this cup is for you!"

The man handed over the wine glass shakingly, the splashed champagne wet Yaoya's dress.

These people are actually "drunk" without even touching a drop of alcohol.

Yaozai covered his lips with a sneer, raised his hand and drank it down.

"Oh oh oh, Hui Hui is really amazing! Much more refreshing than Little Fern Ji, I will name you in the future."

"In the future?" Yaozai's brows were full of worry, "Sister Hongye said, if my performance tonight can't surpass that of Fern Ji, I'm afraid everyone won't see me in the future. I'm... still in the probationary period."

"Hey—" the men groaned strangely: "Really? Huihui is so cute! How can I only stay here for one day. No, of course we have to—"

In the blink of an eye, three or four of Fern Ji's guests turned to name Yaozai.

His victory seems too easy, but it is also traceable.

Because people love the new and dislike the old.

Males, especially.

Another glass of wine was brought to his lips, Yaozai raised his head and drank it without saying a word.

Eyelids closed tightly to hide his impatience, he heard the noise of swallowing saliva next to him.

Being coveted is not a good thing.

He licked the remaining wine on his lips, opened his eyes and met a pair of gloomy eyes.

Mori Ogai stared at him with a dark expression, and he didn't know how long he had been watching him.

[Ubuyashiki: Xiaotong, Mori, Ogai, when did you come? ]

[The system thinks for a while: about 5 minutes ago. ]

Even if they saw him being drunk, they just watched with cold eyes.

Yaozai smiled contemptuously, pushed away the crowd and stumbled over, ignoring the gloomy expression of the other party and said:

"Take me to the bathroom."

Female publicists have the right to assign "black vests" at will, and they cannot refuse.

very good.

Restrooms are always a good place for "something happens".

Even more so in club restrooms.

The author has something to say: After everyone's encouragement, I have double updated, and I am moved.

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