What if the lord is too popular

An election of 11 people began.

The "voters" are selected by A himself, and most of them are female publicists and regular customers in the club.The short fat man who was forced to testify for Yaozai just now was impressively there.

The final three spots fall on —

Koyo Ozaki, Ogai Mori and Osamu Dazai.

"Everyone just needs to vote for the person who wants her to live, and you can abstain. But—"

A's poisonous eyes narrowed slightly, and the topic changed:

"If everyone abstains, I can only take these two beautiful ladies..."

[Kill them all. ]

His cold tone is like a poisonous scorpion dormant in the dark.

Everyone gasped, Mori Taio and the three looked at each other for a moment, silent.

"let's start!"

Osamu Dazai was thinking about how to keep Yaoya safe and sound.

The young man probed his head, trying to see clues from the "votes" of everyone.

"Go away go away."

"go away."

When everyone discovered his trick, they all clenched the papers in their hands and turned their backs.

This is also a matter of course, after all, murderers want their crimes to be kept secret.

Osamu Dazai curled his lips, otherwise it would be better to take them all to the bathroom for a "friendly" exchange.

Just thinking about it, Ding Dong—

[Grandet (system): Please check the private message from Yoya Ubuyashiki, you're welcome. ]

Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing, he didn't even say thank you yet!

Mr. Grandet's preoccupied character design still stands today.

He clicks to view.

[Ubuyashiki: Dazai-kun, I seem to know what you are thinking, I advise you to control yourself.Threatening to break the law. ]

"Puchi—"

Countless blaming gazes shot towards him like sharp arrows.

Dazai covered his mouth, a smile still leaking from his tea-brown pupils.Facing Shang Yaozai's gaze, he quickly drooped his eyelids and made a grimace.

"Slightly~"

Yaozai shook his head angrily and amusedly, and stopped looking at him.

Satisfied, Osamu Dazai found Mori Ogai's gloomy eyes focused on his profile when he lowered his head.

He glanced at the paper in Sen's hand, of course there were two words written there.

"It's time." A said impatiently.

"Then start counting the votes now."

A looked at the two women beside him with a half-smile, and cleared his throat:

"First one, Fern. Oh, it's from the man with the gold-rimmed glasses on the right."

The man who was named was furrowed and furious:

"You're talking nonsense! I obviously abstained!"

A lowers his head to adjust the cufflinks, and looks at him casually at a 45° angle with his neck:

"Sir, although I said anonymously, it doesn't mean I don't know who voted for it? I run a casino."

A bit the words again, with endless sarcasm in his tone.

"..."

The man still wanted to quibble, but Ozaki Momiji shut up angrily when he was caught off guard.

A nodded in satisfaction: "The second one, yo, the lady in the floral dress chose to abstain."

He clapped his hands insincerely: "It's really good, human nature is kind."

"and many more."

Ubuyashiki Yoya spoke unexpectedly.

A looked over slowly, and smiled: "Miss Huizi, this is only the second picture, don't worry, there is still a chance to come back."

Miyashiki ignored him, and raised his neck: "Mr. A, is this collar only you can take off?"

Yaozai's neck is white and slender, and a few white petals are exposed from the bottom of the collar, matching his aloof expression to form a silent temptation.

A was stunned, the desire to abuse spontaneously arose, he smiled:

"No, Miss Huizi. There is another way—"

Yaozai listened attentively.

A was complacent, his expression darkened for a moment, and his tone was grim:

"When you die, the collar falls off naturally."

A's eyes didn't blink, waiting to witness the panic on Yaozai's face.

Kazuya Shiki Yoya just nodded, neither humble nor overbearing said:

"Okay, I see, thank you. Please continue."

A: "..."

He angrily turned to the next piece of paper. The answer on it made him even more angry. He paused for a long time until everyone urged him, and then reluctantly said:

"The third Huizi. It's..."

A frowned, thinking hard.

I have to admit that anger is the tomb of wisdom, and his memory unexpectedly became chaotic for a short time!

After a while, he narrowed his eyes and said uncertainly:

"It's the dumpy guy in the suit."

The man who was named was the man who helped Yaoya recover his innocence earlier.

Yaozai raised her lips and smiled slightly: "Thank you."

Ji Ji's righteous indignation whispered in his ear:

"Hmph, is this idiot blind?"

As soon as the words fell, the man came running with heavy steps.

Deng Deng Deng-

Even the marble floor trembled three times, and the unbelievable expression froze on his face.

"Do you have any questions, sir?" A asked with a smile.

The man took a quick look at Yao Yaozai, and hesitated: "Um, what I wrote should be the name of Miss Yu Ji."

"Fern Ji? Do you see this is your handwriting?"

The man leaned closer to confirm for a long time, and said vaguely: "It should be..."

A glared at him, his suspicious eyes swirling around Miyashiki's face.

Yaozai meets his gaze fearlessly:

"What's wrong?"

"are you……"

Yaozai raised his eyebrows, his tone was surprised:

"Mr. A has rich experience in running casinos, how could I cheat in front of you?" He paused: "I'm just a female publicist."

A is speechless, no matter what, it is impossible to admit being raped in full view.

He rubbed his temples and pulled himself together.

Billing continues.

"The fourth Fern Ji. Currently, Fern Ji 2 and Huizi 1."

"Fifth abstention."

"The sixth Huizi. Currently Fern Ji 2, Huizi 2."

Fern Ji's smirk gradually couldn't be maintained: "Don't be too happy."

"The seventh Huizi. Currently Fern Ji 2, Huizi 3."

Fern Ji frowned, a drop of cold sweat trickling down from her forehead.

……

"The ninth one, Fern Girl. Huh?"

A felt the small wound on his neck with lingering fear, fixed his gaze on Mori Ogai wearing a black vest, and suddenly realized:

"Mister, I was wondering just now who you are working so hard for. So it is Ji Ji?"

Before the words fell, Dazai exclaimed:

"What? Didn't Mr. Sen choose Miss Huizi?"

Even Koyo Ozaki looked at him, frowning contemptuously.

[A stinky man who is always on the move! ]

Mori Ogai guessed Momiji's slander perfectly.

The school doctor didn't say a word, his gloomy eyes fixed on Yaozai who was wearing a white dress.

After a long time, the other party tilted his head and returned him the most innocent and sweet smile in the world.

Mori Ogai's temples throbbed.

"The tenth card, Fern Ji. From Miss Hongye. Currently Fern Ji 4, Hui Zi 4."

At this moment, there is only one "vote" left in A's hand, and the boy in the camel trench coat who has not yet been called on the scene.

Osamu Dazai stood up and bowed to everyone, then stuck out his tongue playfully at Yaozai alone.

The answer to the gamble is obvious.

Ji Ji lost her arrogance at some point, her thin body kept shaking, and her face was ashen.

"I...I don't want to die."

Two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes, grabbing Yaoya's arm was like a life-saving straw.

A's voice was filled with cruel joy: "Oh, let's quickly reveal the final answer! No. 11..."

At this moment, Yaozai patted the girl reassuringly, gently opened her fingers, and took a step forward.

"and many more."

A shook the paper in his hand: "You are really impatient, Miss Huizi. What's the matter?"

Yaozai was silent, looking back at the tearful Ji Ji for a while, then turned his head and said solemnly:

"You just kill me."

A blurted out in astonishment: "Huh? Are you sure? Your name is probably written on the last one?"

Dazai yelled, "Yao...Miss Huizi!"

Yaozai smiled lightly:

"I know, but—"

[This child named Fern Ji is my student. ]

For a moment, Fern Ji forgot to sob and widen her eyes.

"You... what did you just say?"

Yaozai: "So, if Mr. A must kill someone, please don't hurt her."

He blocked Fern Ji behind him.

Even when Yoya is serious, people can't help but want to bully him.

Seeing this, A smiled and bent over: "Hehehehe, since you want to die so much."

He raised his head expressionlessly, his right hand that controlled Yaozai's life and death was drawn away at any time.

Just then, suddenly—

"Even if he dies, he can only die in my hands."

Accompanied by the man's words as if swearing sovereignty, a cold light flashed across Yaozai's neck very quickly, and hot blood gushed out instantly.

Yaoya felt the strength in his body disappear like quicksand, he turned his face to meet Mori Ogai's cannibalistic eyes.

"Are you...are you getting angry from embarrassment?"

The tears in Yaozai's eyes dripped down to the back of the man's hand just right, so hot that he almost couldn't hold the knife.

Mori Ogai leaned closer to Yaozai, with a hint of doting in his helpless sigh:

"You clearly know who I chose."

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth hard, leaving a deep bite mark on Yaozai's earlobe.

"Um……"

A seemingly non-existent groan stuck in Yaozai's throat.

Mori Ogai's eyes moved slightly.

[System: Raiders: Mori Ogai, current favorability: 65%]

bang-

The collar fell off.