[Comprehensive Manga Quick Transmigration] I was abused when I was transmigrated, old man, I'm

Today, Madara was in a good mood, holding a flagon and sleeping drunkenly on the grass.

The summer wind blows gently, and the soft grass on the ground makes a slight rustling sound.The breath of nature spread over the face, and Madara rolled on the grass intoxicatedly, with his belly up, rising and falling with his breath.

"Hi, this wine is really good, I should get some more."

The obese Lucky Cat wanted to turn over and get up from the ground, but because its body was too fat and its short legs fluttered, it couldn't find a point of strength. It was like a bastard that had flipped its shell, and it didn't turn over for a long time.

Yashamaru who just came here to look for his son: ...

Madara: "Huh? What? Why can't you get up?" Then he wobbled and wanted to run, but it was probably because he was too drunk and confused, and it took him a long time to turn over his fleshy body and get up from the ground.

After getting up, Madara wobbled, his short limbs and claws trembled like noodles, and the corners of Yashamaru's mouth twitched.

Yashamaru felt that before this son was born, there must have been some genetic mutation in his lover's stomach. Otherwise, how could it be explained that no one in their family likes to drink at all, but this one is addicted to alcohol?And ah!He is so handsome and handsome, and his eldest son is also smart and capable, so why does he look... so two when he comes to this guy?

Yashamaru didn't want to speak ill of his son, but seeing the second son at this time, he still couldn't help complaining.

Madara is still staggering and wants to order some more wine so that he can continue to be drunk!But he didn't want to walk staggeringly for a long time, and bumped into an object that was neither too hard nor too soft.Shaking his head, Madara was not happy.

Madara: "Which bastard dares to block my way? Huh?"

Yashamaru, the father who is called a bastard: ...

Very good brat, it’s true that you’ve been on the house for a year without fighting, right?You really don't know who your last name is, do you?

Seeing that the other party hadn't moved for a long time, Madara began to play drunk: "This uncle is... hiccup... a famous big monster in this area, hiccup... say, are you here to covet my...friend's account? Huh?"

Moving his gaze upwards slowly, Madara, who could already see the double image, saw a familiar face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Wait, why are there three?

Madara waved his paw, intending to swipe away the ghost in front of him.

Yashamaru held his son's fate by the back of his neck with a half-smile, allowing the staring son who was bewildered by drinking to see his face more clearly.

"Very well, Madara, I haven't seen you for decades, you've grown up, haven't you?" Yashamaru's voice was full of majesty, at least he had been the patriarch for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Hearing the familiar voice, Madara was stunned, unable to realize what was going on at all.

Yashamaru shook the hairball in his hand: "And what the hell has changed? It's too ugly. Madara, should I go back with me to inherit the position of patriarch?"

It's okay not to mention it, but when this matter is mentioned, Madara seems to have been pressed some terrible switch, the whole dog suddenly became alert, and the wine also sobered up a lot.

"Father, father... Father???" Madara screamed out in surprise after seeing who it was in front of him again.

Yashamaru grinned, and his canine teeth reflected a deep coldness in the sun: "What? Don't call me a bastard anymore? Now I know I'm called father?"

Madara's cold sweat came down, so... what did he just say?

Yashamaru: "Good boy, I haven't seen you for decades as a father. I want to test how far you have cultivated. Otherwise, I don't feel relieved to give you the position of patriarch."

Madara's pupils shrank, feeling pain all over her body, but when she heard the title of patriarch, she couldn't help but refute: I didn't want it either, Dad.

It's a pity that when he met his father's eyes, he reluctantly swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

As the patriarch and a father, Yashamaru's orders are not to be disobeyed, so Madara paid a heavy price for his drinking, and after being repaired, Madara also fully woke up and became a human Rubbing his sore chin.Can't help complaining.

"I said, since I haven't seen you for such a long time, you just beat me up when you come up. Are you really my real father?"

Yashamaru raised his eyebrows: "It seems that your skin has not been loosened yet, do you want to have another meal?"

Ban Yi jumped three feet high: "Don't, father, I was wrong. As for the position of patriarch, it's better to let my elder brother whom I haven't met in the book take over, or that boy Yaoluo is also very good."

After hearing this, Yashamaru was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at his handsome son who was rubbing his face: "What are you talking about? Leaving aside Yao Luo, there is no way he is going back to the West Country, the other one...you mean your elder brother... ..."

Although there were speculations, but when he heard it from his son, his doubts turned into inexplicable anxiety.

Madara was taken aback, squinting his eyes, thinking that maybe his father didn't know about it, so he rolled his eyes and said: "Yaoluo said that the eldest brother is back, although I don't know if it is true, but father can ask him."

Yashamaru was pleasantly surprised: "Where is he? It's hard to say if it's only your mother who feels it, but there are demons... then it might be..." Thinking of a certain possibility, Yashamaru couldn't stay still anymore.

What made the second son take over his position?Then it is important to have the return of the eldest son?

Madara thought for a while: "Father can call Shuten to ask about it, he should know."

Without further delay, Yashamaru turned around and flew away, leaving behind Madara with a bruised face but still handsome.

Madara: ...I always feel that my position in the family is becoming less and less important.

"Mr. Cat? Where are you?" Suddenly, Natsume Takashi's voice came.

Madara was stunned, and immediately turned into a huge silver-haired dog lying on the ground, pretending to be asleep.

That's right, Guizhi is still looking for him, as for his father and brother, let's put everything aside for now.

Natsume, who came over, saw the huge dog demon lying on the grass, and couldn't help being surprised: "Mr. Kitty, what happened? How did it change back to its original shape?"

No matter who the handsome Natsume looks at, his eyes are sincere, innocent and serious.

Madara opened one eye and looked at Kishi, he wouldn't tell him that he was almost bruised and swollen after being beaten up by his father, and when he transformed back into his real body, he could use his fur to cover the injured part!snort!

Natsume Takashi, who didn't know why he didn't get an answer: Mr. Kitty...why has he become so cold again?Well, the Lucky Cat looks more soft and cute.

As for Ye Qiao and Yao Luo, they didn't know that they were about to be approached by a respected elder.

Shibuya's 'base' has various advanced instruments and equipment. Ye Qiao doesn't know much about them, so she couldn't help but look here and there. The kind Mai came over to explain to him, and even talked about the details of these instruments. What is the effect.

Ye Qiao nodded gratefully to the other party.

Mai chuckled: "Isn't it amazing? And the equipment here is said to be very expensive! If it wasn't because I broke Nalu's things back then, I wouldn't have followed them to do this."

Ye Qiao: "So that's how you joined them?"

Mai nodded, but she didn't feel aggrieved at all: "But they are all very good. Although what they did was a little scary, it is still acceptable."

Ye Qiao nodded. In fact, he doesn't really know how to look at ghosts from the perspective of a normal person. After all, he has been a monster for so long. The memory, long past the period of fear.

Ye Qiao: "Shibuya doesn't seem very talkative."

Mai: "Actually! Nalu people are very narcissistic."

Ye Qiao was surprised: "Really? But I can't tell that he is such a person."

Mai: "You only know when you get along! Aoba-san can come here often in the future."

Ye Qiao was a little embarrassed: "Is it not good? It will disturb your work."

Mai quickly waved her hand: "No, no, and it's creepy for me to stay in the classroom by myself."

That's right, she is alone in the classroom now, if Ye Qiao hadn't happened to come over, Mai would still feel creepy!

Ye Qiao exposed her with a smile: "If I hadn't come over, I'm afraid you would have fallen asleep already? You can't tell that you are afraid at all!"

Mai scratched her face in embarrassment and smiled awkwardly.

Ye Qiao: "But you can sleep for a while, I'm here, you can rest assured."

Mai: "Huh? Aoba-san has nothing else to do?"

Ye Qiao thought for a while: "Not yet, but Yao Luo will come over in a while, and it's good that you don't dislike us by then."

Mai waved her hand: "How could it be? But what you said... Ha~ I'm really sleepy."

Ye Qiao looked at him, the girl fell asleep on the table in a short while.

After Mai fell asleep, Yaoluo came in: "Father, the school's kitchen is ready, you..." Then he saw the girl lying on the table with a blank expression.

Ye Qiao: "Is that so? All the ingredients have been delivered? But I didn't say you, just for a big meal..."

Yaoluo came over, squatted down, and looked at his father: "Father cooks the best, I can't eat the rest."

The corner of Ye Qiao's mouth twitched, so Jiu Tun has been ordered around recently, and I really feel sorry for Jiu Tun, a loyal subordinate, for three seconds!

"...Okay! Have you prepared enough things?"

Yao Luo was stunned, a little unhappy: "Is father going to bring some food to these humans?"

Seeing her son's coquettish expression, Ye Qiao almost smiled angrily: "It's just a little effort."

Yao Luo: "But father will be tired."

Ye Qiao raised her eyebrows: "Why didn't you say that I would be tired when I made it for you?"

Yao Luo: ...

So when Mai, who woke up, saw the exquisite food box visited in front of her and smelled the aroma of the food, she felt that she hadn't woken up yet.

Did Nalu buy the rice?Or the cafeteria?No, no, where is Aoba Mulberry?

Who the hell sent this...?

Then a group of people from Shibuya also faced the same doubts when they came back. A group of people looked at each other and asked who ordered the meal.

At the end of the discussion, everyone turned to Mai!

Mai, who has been here all this time but with a dazed expression on her face: ...

The author has something to say:

Father is coming, and it will be even more lively.

I still decided to shorten this hodgepodge a little bit, Zongman is really hard to write!Come alone!

Thank you for your support, okay?