[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

The daggers, who were attracted by the voices of Vulcan and Crescent Moon, hid in the corner and prepared to listen to what they were talking about.I thought I would hear some explosive remarks, but I didn't expect to see that San Riyue was messing with her own god judge, and in the end she even kissed her without hesitation.

This, this is an old and disrespectful hooligan knife! !Everyone was shocked, and their teeth itched with anger.

"I want to kiss my lord too!" Before everyone recovered from the shock and anger, Chaozai, who had a super high mobility value, flew towards Vulcan, and took the opportunity to slap Vulcan's face.

"Is it okay to retreat?" Tui timidly stood aside with the tiger in his arms.

"A relay race, you guys..."

Vulcan was almost out of breath from being strangled.

Without waiting for Vulcan's reply, Tui carefully held up his face, and pressed his soft lips against Vulcan's forehead.Only then did he realize what he had done, his face flushed red, and he shyly buried his face on the little tiger.

...Don't be so bold if you are shy.

"I didn't bully him."

Vulcan looked helplessly at the little tiger who thought his master was being bullied and grinned at him, and scratched its chin.

"Let's go, too!" Without any explanation, he pulled his brother, Cattail stepped forward and hugged Vulcan's arm, then tiptoed and kissed Vulcan's left cheek.Although Gu Gu was a bit reluctant at first, but after hesitating for a while, he imitated the cattail pattern and imprinted his own mark on the other cheek of the god judge.

"General, I want it too!" Hou Teng stepped in while taking advantage of the chaos.

"Hahahaha, the master is really welcome." As the instigator, Sankaiyue ate the three-color dumpling brought by Yingmaru, drinking tea with him as if watching a show. , the Vulcan who let go of the spirit.

"If Dabao Ping was here, he would definitely want to do this too. But according to his temperament, he would definitely be too shy to speak."

Yingwan talks about Da Baoping every day.

"Brother Yiqi, don't you want to get involved?" Yaken Toshiro leaned on the pillars of the corridor leisurely.

And the one next to him just watched the chaotic situation softly, without saying a word.

Seeing this, he sighed silently.He is also Awataguchi's brother, and Yakuken himself is a delicate person, so he can guess exactly what his elder brother is afraid of.

Since the elders were full of worries and hesitant, only the younger brother himself took a step forward.

"Yaoyan." The first phase stopped him behind him, "Don't do things that bother the main hall."

"Don't worry." He turned his head and showed a winning smile, then strode towards Vulcan without looking back.

After finally sending away the daggers who were confident because of their cute appearance, Kagami felt that his forehead and cheeks were going to be swollen from kisses.Just as he was about to get up and sneak back to the living room before being caught by other swords, he was suddenly blocked by a black-haired boy.

"You... are Yaoken?" Vulcan recalled the word "Fusang" who looked like a boy in front of him, and opened his mouth doubtfully.

"Yes, General." The other party's brows and eyes were calm and stable that did not match his appearance.Since Vulcan is still sitting on the promenade, Yaken standing in front of him is just at the same height as him.

Vulcan, who instantly understood the opponent's intention, simply gave up and didn't even bother to resist.

"Let me tell you first, even if you kiss me, no good luck will happen."

Besides, obviously you are the gods.

"No." Yao Yan said in a warm voice, his voice seemed to contain a continuous spring rain, "It is really lucky to be able to touch the general." He pushed his glasses, and there was an unexpected twist in his tone. A little tough.

Now that the other party's words have been said for this sake, no matter how much Vulcan makes up excuses, it will not help.

Vulcan, who gave up struggling, put on a fearless look of being slaughtered.

To be honest, he had very little communication with this young Fu Sangshen, so he didn't know much about him.When we met for the first time, Vulcan also wondered if there was something wrong with his ears because of his voice that did not match his appearance.However, even though he is the younger brother who has been promoted for a while, Yao Yan is just as caring and compassionate as his elder brother.

Perhaps because he was born on the battlefield, Yaoyan, who has accumulated a lot of first aid experience, always carries a first aid kit and medical scissors with him on weekdays. Even if he is injured, he will choose to go back to his room without saying a word and bandage himself.And when he was in Honmaru, he often forgot the time to eat because he was obsessed with researching a certain medicine, so he had to ask him to eat every time.

It seems that in order to match the setting of this kind of scientific research personnel, when Yaken stays in the pill, he will change into a white coat and plain glasses.

And it was this young man who had not exchanged more than a few words with him at present, dressed in the inner costume as if he was playing role-playing, and forcibly suppressed the 1.8-meter Vulcan with invisible coercion.

"I'm sorry, general." Yaoken took off his gloves and put them aside, and walked slowly into Vulcan.

The glasses on the bridge of the other's straight nose seemed to have no effect on blocking the scorching sight, and the purple pupils that were so deep and charming were staring at him very seriously.He tentatively raised his hand, his cold fingertips lightly brushed across Vulcan's face, as if he was confirming something meticulously.

Yao Yan has always maintained a wait-and-see attitude towards this new mind examiner. He deliberately maintained the distance between himself and the other party at a certain balance point, and at the same time added a not deep and not shallow gully at that point.

If the distance is too close, the hands, feet and brain will be hindered, making it impossible to think calmly;

If the distance is too far, the heart will suffer from the bondage.

But now, he was about to break this balance with his own hands and cross the gully that he had drawn.

His fingertips slid down slowly along the bridge of the nose, and finally landed on Vulcan's lips.

"General." The end of Yaoyan's voice continued, and a deep and melodious voice rang in his ears.

"Close your eyes."

The opponent's gaze was too straightforward, and Kagami, who was afraid of being trapped in the violet maze, closed his eyes embarrassingly.

He could feel his face being gently held up, and then a kiss like a fluttering tail feather fell on his slightly trembling eyelids.

Unexpectedly, Kagami opened his eyes suspiciously.

"Thank you for the hospitality." He smiled, his purple eyes rippling.

...Thank you for your hospitality.Vulcan's face was slightly red, and the touched place felt hot as if it had been burned.

Although the other party is small in stature, he is proficient in seductive skills.Fortunately, it was me, a 1.8-meter man, who was facing him. If the little girl was so shy, she would have fainted by now.

"In the future, please give me more advice. General." Yaoken bent over and picked up the gloves on the ground.

And the moment he turned his back, the emotion in his eyes that was about to go off the rails instantly dissipated without a trace.

"Ah, um..."

Vulcan stared at the back of the other party with complicated emotions, and some did not respond.

And the tea-drinking duo who chose an excellent viewing position seemed to have more than enough thoughts about the curtain call of this farce.

"Oh, is it over?"

San Riyue looked at the collapsed Vulcan with a smile, and kindly handed him a bunch of three-color balls to change his mood.

"Oh, it's over..."

Ying Wan didn't know what she was regretting, and sighed lightly.

Then, his gaze landed on a certain place impartially.

At the same time, the sound of footsteps came from the corner of the corridor.

"Sir." Foxnosuke led Tsunakichi, who was dressed in casual clothes, over, followed by Yamamoto, who also changed into casual clothes, and led Reborn, who was wearing a suit.

"Yo, Sawada. Is the matter over?"

Vulcan said hello, and then moved to the side to make room for a few seats for Tsuna and the others to sit down.

"Bad, almost." When Gang Ji said this, he obviously lacked confidence, and his eyes were a little dodgy.He was wearing a dark hooded jacket today, probably with short sleeves inside.The neckline is small, but Vulcan can still vaguely see the half-exposed bandage inside.

Yingmaru went back to the room and took out a few extra white porcelain teacups, and made another pot of tea.

"Because Ganga is very worried about Vulcan's situation, so he doesn't even care about his work." Yamamoto didn't mean to hide it for his boss, so he said it without avoiding suspicion.

"Ah, thank you."

He took the tea cup that Ying Wan handed over, and thanked him.

"It's outrageous to push all the brains to Prison Temple." Reborn snorted coldly.

"Well, don't say that. Hayato is also very happy, after all, it is proof that the beloved Judaime 'trusts him'."

Foxosuke huddled up beside Yamamoto, wagging his tail leisurely from side to side.

"Stop talking, you guys." I feel like if I continue talking, I will become a high-ranking person who wants to order his subordinates and loves to abuse his power.Tsuna hurriedly stopped them from continuing to damage their image.

"I have those reliable people on my side to rely on, and it's going well so far. So you don't have to worry so much, Zetian." Although Vulcan thanked the other party for caring about him so much.But I'm an adult anyway, so I think it's strange to be overprotected by someone who is only one year older.

"Really, that's good." Gang Ji breathed a sigh of relief, "But..."

"Huh?" Vulcan looked sideways at him.

As if there was something unspeakable, Tsunaki hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth with great reluctance: "Well, Vulcan-lord...were you performing some ceremony just now?"

"...the ceremony?" Vulcan tilted his head, as if pondering the meaning of his words.

"Didn't those fusangshen lined up to kiss you one by one just now?" Reborn quietly revealed that they had arrived at Honmaru a long time ago.However, because the atmosphere on Vulcan's side was too weird, they couldn't find the right time to appear.

"relative…?!"

"Ahhh! No!"

After realizing that some embarrassing actions were clearly seen by them, Vulcan's face burned at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he explained frantically, "It's not what you think, it's just..."

"Just?" Yamamoto squinted at him.

"Just?" Reborn raised an eyebrow.

"It's a way of expressing kindness! This, this means that they are slowly opening their hearts to me! Yes, it's a good thing..." Vulcan was in a hurry, but his voice became quieter as he got to the back. In the end, there was simply a sound of breath and then there was no sound.

"Hahaha, very good, very good. After all, you are the master we depend on for survival." San Riyue selectively forgot that this inexplicable wave of kisses was caused by him, and he never tired of admiring it.

"Hahaha, really." Yamamoto didn't think much about it, "That's because I want to express my kindness to Vulcan, so I have to kiss him too."

"...Let's forget it, Yamamoto." This joke is not funny at all.

Vulcan's hair stood on end, and he rubbed his arms.

"Hey, I really don't have the qualifications to be your friend, Vulcan..." Yamamoto lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression at the moment.And that shallow sigh made Huo tremble uncontrollably.

"...Wait, wait, hello." Vulcan had a bad premonition.

Yamamoto squeezed out a smile and covered his mouth pretending to be strong.

"It's okay, I know Vulcan, you are a good boy..."

Reborn on the side patted him on the back expressionlessly: "There are always many hurdles in life, Yamamoto."

Reborn, if you want to act as a spiritual mentor, can you also get into the drama a little bit, what the hell is a good reading! !

Tsuna, who had no way to complain, shouted inwardly.

A nameless sense of guilt welled up in his heart, and after countless psychological struggles, Vulcan finally opened his mouth with difficulty: "That... Yamamoto."

It took a long time for Yamamoto, who was still immersed in the drama, to realize that Vulcan was calling himself: "Are you calling me, Vulcan."

...Isn't there nothing wrong with it? !Knowing that he was being tricked, Vulcan almost ran away.

But forget it.

"Come here." Ignoring the melon-eaters along the way and Tsunayoshi who wanted to stop but was pinned in place by Reborn, Vulcan waved at the other party.

His eyes were quickly drawn to the scar on Yamamoto's chin that was about the length of a knuckle.

He touched it subconsciously and carefully: "Will it hurt?"

"No. After all, it was left a long time ago." The scar was in an extremely obvious position.Yamamoto seemed to like the trace about two centimeters long, and said relaxedly.

"That's good." There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and he unexpectedly showed a childlike smile ready to play a prank.

And the second that smile faded out of sight, Yamamoto felt that the scar on his chin was covered by something warm with extremely light force.

"Okay! It's over." Vulcan instantly pulled the distance between them to the normal range.

After a while, Yamamoto raised his head and touched his chin blankly, as if confirming that the touch just now was not an illusion produced by himself.

"...It's really cunning, Vulcan." Yamamoto smiled wryly.

"Where?" Vulcan asked knowingly.

Seeing the unexpected side of Vulcan, Yamamoto scratched his hair helplessly, and secretly sighed that he has committed a crime and cannot live.

"I really lost to you."

"... Ordinary words are all about kissing on the cheek, who would kiss such a strange place." He muttered softly, as if he had been swayed by someone, spreading his resentment in an unreasonable way. On the body of their leader.

"Ah Gang, it's your turn."

Gang Ji, who came from the sky, blinked his big innocent eyes, unable to understand his words for a while.It wasn't until everyone's eyes gathered on him in unison that he pointed at himself in disbelief: "Eh?! Me, me?"

"Who else but you." Reborn gave him a blank look.

"...Don't cause more trouble to Vulcan-kun, Reborn."

"Don't be disturbed by the mother-in-law." Although Reborn has shrunk a lot in age, his strength seems to be well preserved.

He kicked his student's ass mercilessly, "Go."

"Wow--!"

Gang Ji, who was staggered by the kick, lost his balance and threw himself directly towards the polished wooden floor.

Seeing that he was about to fall into a mess with a bruised nose and a swollen face, Vulcan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he stretched out his hand to try to help him, but he didn't know the direction, and his hands directly wrapped around Tsuna's back.

As a result, the two hugged each other and fell to the ground.

"Pain, pain..." Gang Ji gasped, and couldn't help but squinted his eyes due to the pain.The nose was hit hard, and the lips seemed to have touched some hard object, and blood was bled out of it.A fishy sweet smell soon filled his mouth.

"... Zetian, you are quite heavy." A weak voice of Vulcan came from below him.It was estimated that he was knocked hard too, he grinned and covered the back of his head.Tsuna noticed that the corner of the opponent's mouth was broken.

"Hold, I'm sorry, Vulcan-kun, are you okay?"

Tsuna put his hands on both sides of the opponent's ears, and asked apologetically.

"It's okay..." Vulcan paused for a while, and then waved the stars that appeared out of nowhere in front of his eyes from his field of vision.

And when he raised his eyes, he saw that the other party was looking at him with concern with those soft brown pupils.

Now...it's brown.He looked back involuntarily.

In his memory, those eyes would occasionally lose that warm brown layer and be coated with a layer of blinding brilliance, very much like the golden sky that embraces all life.But if it's Tsunaki's body, no matter what kind of eye color it is, Vulcan thinks it's suitable for him.

Because those are all soft to warm tones.

Just as the two were looking at each other, not knowing what to say next, a clear "click" suddenly came from their ears.

"...Awu, why are you taking pictures."

Tsuna turned his head, and found that Yamamoto was taking out his mobile phone as if nothing had happened, and took several pictures in a row.

Yamamoto, who was captured on the spot taking the sneak shot, laughed heartlessly: "Oh, I just want to show Hayato."

"Hey, don't make trouble with Yamamoto. And Zetian too, get up quickly..." Kagami put his hands on the opponent's shoulders, trying to make him stand up.Ever since he was teased by Sanriyue, he has had bad luck, and Vulcan is miserable.

"Okay, I'm sorry..." Just as Gang Ji was about to stand up, a strong voice suddenly came from his ear.

Even almost cold.

"Release." Hasebe, who was wearing a Japanese uniform, held a kitchen knife for cooking and looked at him expressionlessly.

The author has something to say:

The Honkai Theater that occasionally haunts (The brain hole caused by watching the latest episode of Hanamaru.

-If the god of fire forged Baoding Toshiro-

Bao Ding: Yiqi Ni, is there a wife in this pill?

Phase [-]: People, wives?

Bao Ding: It is the kind of beautiful woman who is gentle and virtuous, and cooks delicious food.

Phase [-] (thought for a while): ... If you go by this standard, probably yes.

So, in the first phase, Baoding was taken to see the God Judge.

Bao Ding: ... Yi Qi Ni, this is what you call a wife... (Where is she so beautiful, she has a super fierce expression. Hey.

Phase [-]: Aren’t the dishes in the main hall delicious, Baoding?

Bao Ding (runs away crying): There is no wife at all, Yi Qi Ni is such a fool! ! !

Vulcan:? ? ? ? ?

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Special thanks:

Thank you, you are all familiar little angels, so heartwarming (cover your heart)

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It's not that I don't want to write a long story, after all, there are still so many swords that haven't made their debut.

It's just that I'm afraid that the more I write, I will lose control of the overall rhythm and the writing will be sloppy, and I don't want you to waste money.

In short, not much to say, thanks to the little angel who has been with me (Doshita