【……】

"I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

[I haven't spoken yet. 】

Mizushima continued to deny the three times: "Nothing happened. ”

[Then you ask me what underwear is on the first floor of the mall?] 】

"It's coming." The system felt that Mizushima Chuanyan was now the hardest in his whole body, "After the sensitivity has risen, the original fabric is too rough to wear, and I want to buy some new clothes." ”

He folded his hands in front of the bathroom mirror with a serene expression: "That's all." ”

Oh, that's all. The system sighed and didn't continue to pierce it, [Go out and turn left twenty meters, the elevator on the right, and go up to the third floor. 】

……

"Mr. Fyodor."

Mizushima Kawayan stood by the bus stop next to the mall with a bag of clothes.

Fyodor helped him and frowned slightly: "Mizushimakawa-kun, how much have you drunk?" ”

"A cup?" Mizushima Chuan Yan was a little afraid of goofs, after all, he didn't drink anything, and he didn't smell of alcohol on his body, so he could only disguise himself as a person who poured a cup, "Just drank a little." ”

He was a little afraid that Fyodor would see something, so he pounced half-truthfully, and weighed his weight on the other man.

Not...... When you're drunk, you seem to have no sense of proportion.

Mizushima Kawayan put his arms around his neck, the tip of his chin pressed against Fyodor's shoulder, sniffing his breath through the other party's thick collar, although it could not relieve the anxiety in his body, it was also a little reassuring: "I'm having lunch here, someone ...... I was invited for a drink...... After drinking, I didn't feel well, so I left early. Mizushima closed his eyes, and his tone was drunk.

A drunken state can be acted, but the physiological reaction is always difficult to deceive. Fyodor saw that his face was flushed and sweating on his body, and the doubts in his heart were slightly reduced. He also thought that Mizushima Kawayan was here to test him.

Did it turn out to be really drunk?

"Mizushima Kawa-kun." He took Mizushima Chuanyan's arm and helped the person forward, "Are you sure there is no ingredient in that glass of wine?" "Some Russians are a little incomprehensible as to why a glass of wine can get drunk like this.

"What a material?" Mizushima Chuan Yan Fan glared and answered, "Do you mean the fruit in the boiled red wine?" ”

Fyodor: "......"

Mizushima wanted to say a few more words, but the omega's physique was attacking again, his feet were soft, his lips snorted several times, and he couldn't speak after all.

It seems that anyone can find that he is not normal now, when he was buying clothes just now, the clerk who entertained him several times wanted to talk and stopped, and he also heard the other party's whispered gossip in the fitting room, saying what to play what master's task.

Sitting at the bus stop and waiting for people, it took less than half an hour, but at least a dozen or so people came up to talk, and even one came up and wanted to touch his face, but fortunately he was driven away by nearby students. The young junior high school student didn't know why, but looked at Mizushima Chuanyan's slightly frowning brow, half-painful and half-forbearant look, and asked him very concerned if he wanted to call the police or seek medical attention immediately.

They've come up with a whole bunch of jaw-dropping bloody stories.

And Mizushima Kawayan, he was so ashamed that he wanted to hold the bag and teleport home in place.

Damn, he didn't ......

[Nothing? 】

"I didn't treat anyone as a dog!" If he didn't pay attention, he was tricked by the system.

[Poof.] The system laughed immorally, "Why are you still struggling with this. 】

Mizushima River Banquet: "......"

It's so humiliating, I want to die. Mizushima Kawayan was about to turn into an autistic dango, and he kept adjusting his breathing, and he didn't know how much perseverance it took to restrain his instincts.

"System." His sanity was on the verge of collapse, and the stats panel in the background was fluctuating dramatically, "I'll wait, maybe do something out of control." ”

[Hey, you ......]

He could no longer hear the system.

"I'll try to remember the lie."

……

Fyodor found that Mizushima Kawa was suddenly silent, and he looked autistic. But this person walks with his eyes closed and when he opens his eyes, both of them are supported to walk slowly.

"Where are you going?" Sigma watched the whole process and asked uneasily. He had already been sure that Fyodor and Mizushima Kawa were taking advantage of the relationship, but now he began to hesitate again. With his hands on the steering wheel, his eyes glancing in the rearview mirror and out of the window, he felt that he should not be the driver, but the bottom of the car.

"Just go back."

Fyodor stuffed Mizushima River into the back seat, and he got up and wanted to go up to the co-pilot's seat.

Who knew that Mizushima Chuanyan, who had been very quiet, suddenly grabbed his arm and grabbed him.

"Don't, don't go......"

"I'm just going to the co-pilot."

But Mizushima Chuanyan's strength was very great, he wrapped up and hugged Fyodor, leaned back himself, easily dragged the person in, and closed the car door by the way.

As a Russian, Fyodor has seen many drunks, and he is quite familiar with this crazy appearance, knowing that drunk people are often the most unreasonable. He followed Mizushima Chuanyan's movements and bent down: "Sigma, you just drive." ”

“…… Good. ”

Sigma's voice was painful, and his gaze was unstoppable.

Fyodor bowed his head.

The young man in front of him was undoubtedly very beautiful, half-lying on the back seat, his braids were scattered because of the toss, and his hair was spread out. His cheeks were flushed, hot and soft to the touch, and his gaze was unfocused, but there was a hint of water, as if he was longing for something. Probably because of his dry mouth, Mizushima Chuanyan has been licking his lips subconsciously, and his lips are red, like a vermilion fruit that can be picked.

"What do you want?" Fyodor's eyes sank, and his words were tinged with curiosity.

"Thirsty." Mizushima Chuan Yan said unclearly, "I'm still hungry, I'm so hungry." ”

In order to keep Fyodor just now, he almost pulled the whole person on him, and at this time, one leg was still hooking Fyodor's waist, and if he wanted to get up, he could only exert his waist strength.

But Fyodor in turn pressed his shoulder, and he could only lie like this.

Feng Shui takes turns, and last time he seemed to be like this to Gin.

Mizushima Chuan Yan struggled a few times, but he didn't get anything except that his waist became more and more sore, and he suddenly felt aggrieved - he wanted to hug it. Without pheromones, the smell on Fyodor's body could barely be used as an inferior meal replacement, so he held on to it and sniffed it for a while, as long as it could alleviate a little, he was willing to do anything.

"If you're thirsty, there's mineral water in the car, do you want to drink it?"

Mizushima Kawayan shook his head: "I just want you to ......" hug it.

Halfway through his words, there was a sudden explosion in his head, and the system turned up his voice to the maximum: [I forgot to say a setting just now. 】

[Omega is a creature that has a genital cavity, and if you hold it with a person for more than five minutes, you will become pregnant. 】

[This gentleman, you don't want to cross over and pick up cubs in a few days. 】

Mizushima River banquet is like being struck by lightning.

His face turned pale, and he could faintly hear the sound of his worldview shattering - he couldn't even accept being called his wife in the morning, and when he heard about the cub, he suddenly felt that it was nothing to be called a few times.

"What's wrong?" Fyodor saw his face change drastically and asked, "Mizushimakawa-kun, what do you want?" ”

"I, I'm ......" Mizushima Chuan Yan was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water from his head, and he was so frightened that even the heat in his body was suppressed. He put one hand on his lower abdomen, and as soon as he calmed down, he felt the cold air in the car blow on his sweaty skin, and vaguely felt that his new clothes had been scrapped again. No matter how you look at it, his body that was transformed into an omega by the debuff is fully prepared.

Mizushima Chuanyan thought of what the system said, and suddenly his brain went blank, and he was a little numb in despair, and he couldn't even cry.

He snapped and half rattled.

"I want your cloak...... Mizushima finally picked up the second half of the sentence, he seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, "Please, can you give me the cloak?" ”

Fyodor: ?

He had never heard such a strange request in his life.

It didn't matter if he gave it, he loosened his clothes, and was immediately snatched away by Mizushima Chuanyan. This man is probably really drunk, and the logic is very strange, and he spent so much effort to make a fuss, and the result is to snatch his clothes. After snatching the clothes, he hugged and buried his face, didn't say anything and didn't bother him, and even squeezed the whole person to the side of the back seat, for fear of running into him.

Fyodor was a little worried that he would hold himself back like this.

"Mizushimakawa-kun is sad because of her ex-boyfriend?" He asked, "Can you talk to me?" Maybe I'll be a little happier. ”

"Hmm." Mizushima replied sullenly, raising his head very slowly, "Which ex-boyfriend do you want to ask?" ”

Fyodor: "......" which.

"The one that makes you sad."

"The last one, he played with me for two days and didn't want me anymore." Mizushima Chuanyan hugged his clothes and said nonsense, "Go to the last ...... He said he wanted to be with me for the rest of his life, but he suddenly disappeared......"

Fyodor's eyes moved slightly.

I could vaguely guess that one of them should be gin.

So what about another ......?

"My ex-boyfriend, he came to me just for my ex-boyfriend." Mizushima took a deep breath, "I'm so disappointed. ”

"Excuse me, your ex-boyfriend, is he popular?"

"I don't know...... He's a mystic and always has to travel a lot for work, and sometimes he asks me to do something for him. It turned out that I lived abroad with him, and he often taught me some strange skills, which was quite fun. During this time, he said that he wanted to go back to his hometown to deal with some things, so I followed. Who knew that they disappeared after only a few days of living together......" Mizushima Kawayan said that he had to believe it, "Fyodor-kun, you say, why is this person like this." ”

An idea popped up for Fyodor.

He came to find Hoshikawa, who was so mysterious that even he could only collect some information from the side.

The information he got shouldn't have been a mixture of the information of Mizushima Kawa and Hoshikawa. Judging by Mizushimagawa's unilateral statement, he will do something for Hoshikawa - which can also be seen from the scars on his body.

If that's the case, then he's targeting the wrong person.

But now there is no trace of the other person, and the statement has not been confirmed, and he can still continue to stare at Mizushima River.

Even if Mizushima Kawayan is telling the truth...... It's fine.

After all, Mizushima Kawayan seems to be a sharp knife that can be used.

- It's easy to deceive.

Fyodor comforted Mizushima Kawa Ryo a few words, and when he saw Mizushima Kawa Feast gather himself, he unconsciously touched his head. His eyes flickered, and he suddenly saw a swollen patch between Mizushima Chuanyan's hair, slightly reddened, especially obvious on the white and delicate back of his neck. Not quite like a mosquito bite, ordinary mosquitoes cannot cause such a large bulge.

Out of curiosity, he touched the place as he stroked his skull.

Mizushima Chuan Yan was shocked.