[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

When he heard that Tsurumaru was fine, and the first thing he did after waking up was to carry out his frightening battle unshakably, all the Fusangshen sighed inwardly: Sure enough, Tsurumaru is still that Tsurumaru! .

Although it was not time for dinner, all the Fusangshen were still gathered in the Daguang Hall.Even Mikazuki and Yingmaru, who insisted on drinking tea on the sunny corridor, moved into the hall for the first time.

"It doesn't look like a serious problem, He." On the table was a set of elegant white porcelain tea set.Sankaiyue poured [-]% for both herself and Yingmaru, and then handed the cup in front of her to Tsurumaru.

"Isn't it wine? This welcome ceremony is really simple." Even so, Tsurumaru took the teacup with both hands.

San Riyue squinted her eyes, blew on the rim of the cup a few times, and then raised her eyes to look at him unhurriedly: "Compared to your way of appearance, it is indeed much simpler. However, there is nothing wrong with substituting tea for wine Yes."

"That's right." Tsurumaru nodded irresistibly, raised the teacup to signal a toast, and then took a sip.

"Want to drink? There's it here!!" Jiro looked quite drunk, but he could hear the conversation clearly.

He wobbled holding the wine cup, then sat down beside Tsurumaru, took out a bottle of Chrysanthemum Masamune from the inside of his clothes with a snap, and placed it in front of Tsurumaru.Just when Tsurumaru was slandering how to hide such a large bottle of wine in his clothes, the next second, he watched helplessly as the drunken Jiro took out two flat bowls from the inside of his clothes and placed them on the table .

This time, Tsurumaru was completely speechless.

"Oh, it's great to see that you are safe and sound, and to taste such delicious wine!" Jiro raised his neck and drank the wine in the glass, and then let out a long breath of satisfaction.

"I should thank that adult." Taro who was sitting on the side said lightly.Compared to his younger brother who drank boldly, he was more like a traveler standing alone in the forest, watching the distant scenery and having a few drinks from time to time.The rich and mellow aroma of wine that belonged to the world only lingered around him for a few seconds before being blown away by the mountain wind.

"Hey, speaking of it, where is the Lord?" He searched around, but couldn't find the red figure.Even the brown-haired young man who had been by his family's God Judge didn't show up either.

"Yeah, I haven't seen him since just now." Hou also discovered this, and he thought for a while, "Could it be in the kitchen?"

"The lord is not in the kitchen, and Hasebe ordered that he is not allowed to enter any place with oily smoke until the injury on his hand is healed." Candlestick cut came in, holding a few plates of snacks.

"Currently, there are only Yamabagiri and Hasebe-kun who are in charge of preparing dinner in the kitchen."

When he handed it to Tsurumaru, his hand paused.

Tsurumaru was naturally aware of the opponent's subtle and imperceptible movements, and he quietly picked up a piece of yokan and put it in his mouth.The smooth surface slipped into the mouth at once, and the sweet but not greasy taste inside made Tsurumaru chew and swallow quickly, and couldn't help but eat another piece.

"It's delicious." Tsurumaru admired without stinginess, and the light and shadow in the golden pupils flowed, "Has Kobo's craftsmanship improved again?"

Candlestick was stunned, and then smiled softly: "Yes, especially during the time when Mr. Crane is away, cooking skills have improved a lot."

"It seems that I have to make up for all the previous share, otherwise I will suffer a big loss." Tsurumaru complained pretending to be unhappy.

As soon as the words fell, the two Fusangshen who belonged to the Date family looked at each other and smiled.

"It's really great that you came back safely." Candlestick cut lowered his eyes and whispered, "Welcome back, Mr. He."

"Well, I'm back."

Whether it's the white hair or the white eyelashes, the pupils are shining hot against the background.

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"My lord is so slow." Luanbai propped his hand on his chin in boredom, and stroked the cub crawling on his lap with the other hand.

Sanriyue slowly poured boiling water into the teapot and covered it with a lid. "Could it be that the crane's prank scared the lord?" Mikazuki squinted at Tsurumaru, and threw out such a sentence unintentionally.

What seemed to be a casual remark, but Tsurumaru faltered unexpectedly.At first glance, he even deliberately avoided San Riyue's sight with some guilt.

That's right.Mikayue sighed indistinctly.

"What! Mr. Tsurumaru scared the Lord to tears?!"

Luan yelled loudly, successfully attracting the attention of those who were chatting.

"Crying or something... To be precise, the joke was a little too much, and I accidentally scared him."

Facing the sharp eyes besieged from all directions, Tsurumaru felt like sitting on pins and needles.Obviously there was a soft futon under his buttocks, but at this moment it was like a rock that made him restless.

"Hahaha, why don't you explain, Crane." San Riyue put down the teacup in her hand, although she was smiling, but the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky in her eyes showed a bit of chill.

"Hello! I can't pretend that I didn't hear the conversation just now." Hasebe suddenly appeared at the door, holding a polished kitchen knife in his hand, his face clouded.No matter how poor his eyesight was, at this distance, he could still see bloodstains of unknown origin on the blade.

"Please, please explain carefully." Under the light refracted by the blade of the sword, Hasebe's half-smiling expression was like a red-haired and green-eyed Rakshasa, which made people shudder.

"...Mr. Hasebe, if you have something to say, speak up, cough... don't use your sword, don't use your sword."

Except for the lord, Hasebe, who had always addressed his colleagues in plain language, now used honorific language to himself.

...Hey, hey, it seems that he is really angry.

Tsurumaru laughed, and moved his butt and the futon underneath in fear.

If I were really a crane, I guess all the feathers on my body would stand on end in shock at the approaching crisis.

Faced with everyone's pressing step by step, Tsurumaru, who had nowhere to hide, had to confess.

After all, the most serious confession is only a serious injury...

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When the moment of breaking the knife came, Tsurumaru had already decided that his life would end in a dull and boring mud.He felt neither the pain and sorrow of approaching death nor any nostalgia for the solid ground beneath his feet.

No joy, no sorrow, calm.

Besides, the clothes that were dyed crimson and gathered all the dirty things in the world didn't look like the white cranes flapping their wings in the blue sky.However, a second before he slowly closed his eyes, he saw those eyes that were about to burn.

The scene changes instantly.

When Tsurumaru regained consciousness again, he was already in the hands of Honmaru.Lying beside him, breathing steadily was the Vulcan who firmly said "Because you are my knife".Tsurumaru was surprised, but he didn't alarm Kagami.Through the window, Tsurumaru could vaguely see that his limbs were still alive, and could even be said to be intact.

What's more, his hair color has returned to its original spotless white.

The aura of dark fall seemed to have never appeared on him.

Tsurumaru could understand by moving his toes that it was the opponent's desperate output of spiritual power, which forcibly saved his life.Tsurumaru stared at the other's furrowed eyebrows, the bandage wrapped around his palm and the dried blood remained on it, he couldn't help raising his hand to smooth the wrinkled eyebrows.

"...you are astonishingly stupid."

He murmured unconsciously, then slowly got up and tiptoed back out.

Next, as he expected, when Kagami woke up and found that Tsurumaru's body was missing, he was surprised by the panicked and furious look, and a different kind of emotion arose in his heart.That emotion is different from the pleasure of mischief, which is a deeper, indescribable joy.

When Kagami forcefully opened the partition, hiding in the shadows, Tsurumaru, holding his breath, hugged him unexpectedly.Looking at the stunned look of the other party, he thought to himself that this plan to scare you was really too successful.

"I'm Tsurumaru Kuninaga. Are you startled by such a sudden appearance?" Tsurumaru smiled purely.Even he himself didn't know how long it had been since he greeted others with a smile like that.

"From now on, I will teach you a lot, my lord."

After Tsurumaru's routine introduction, Kagami still maintained that sluggish look.Tsurumaru couldn't help but stretch out his hand funnyly to pinch the other's cheek to bring him back to his senses.

However, Tsurumaru soon stopped laughing.He noticed that the ends of Vulcan's eyes were as red as his hair, and that the liquid that could not flow out of the eyes of the god was faltering in the corner of the other's eyes.

Overcast to light rain.

For a moment, Tsurumaru's brain rang alarm bells, and his heart was beating like a drum, which made him a little at a loss.The outstretched hand was also hanging in mid-air in embarrassment at the moment, it's not right to put it down, if the group of chefs saw it, they would definitely think that he made the beloved god judge cry.

But in fact, he was the one who made the other party cry.

The flustered Tsurumaru hurriedly stopped the sudden change of the emotional weather, if the light rain turned into a shower, then his life would really be over.

"...Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to scare you..." Tsurumaru hurriedly began to comfort Kagami.Although Vulcan's eyes were red, the tears lingering around the corners of his eyes remained strong and did not fall.

"I thought, I thought I failed..."

Vulcan choked his throat, and he blinked hard.It can be seen that it is a remedial measure taken to keep the tears from falling.

"...What failed?" Tsurumaru, who is usually shrewd and is very good at observing words and expressions, is like a bird whose wings have been wet by the shower today, and even his brain has been flooded.He also asked stupidly.

Seeing Vulcan's lips trembling for a long time without uttering a word, Tsurumaru suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing.He held his breath for a few seconds, trying to clear his mind.

"Sorry..." Tsurumaru thought for a long time before deciding to apologize.

If the other party could take back the deadly salt water, he would be willing to be a horse for a month, one hundred willing!

"The prank just went too far and made you worry, I'm really sorry!" Tsurumaru bowed deeply to Vulcan, and his words were full of deep reflection on his words and deeds just now.

"...No, there's no need to do this, Tsurumaru-san." This time it was Kagami's turn to be at a loss, he carelessly touched his face, and then pulled out a smile.

"It's better than anything else that you can come back safely."

The corners of his eyes were still red, as if he had been smeared with a thin layer of powder as a prank.

"Yeah... thanks to you." As the prankster, Tsurumaru breathed a sigh of relief while suffering from conscience torment.

Is it so satisfying to be cared about?

"Vulcan-kun? And Tsurumaru Kuninaga...sir." Just as Tsurumaru was staring blankly at the appearance of Vulcan, Tsunakichi interrupted his thoughts obviously a little inappropriately.Most importantly, Foxosuke was held in his arms, staring at him motionless.

The relaxed atmosphere immediately changed, Tsurumaru suppressed his smile and turned to look at Foxosuke.

"Master Tsurumaru."

In front of Kagami, Honosuke, who is respectful to all Fusangshin, is so pretentious in Tsurumaru's eyes that it makes people laugh.

Tsurumaru smiled, and greeted casually, "Yo, long time no see, Foxnosuke. ... Also, this one next to you, Mr. Guarantor, right?"

"Hello." Tsunakichi's eyes were still wary of Tsurumaru.What happened last time seemed to be a knot in his heart. After all, anyone who was stabbed for no reason would not feel good, and he couldn't let it go for a while.

"Master God Judge. According to regulations, the purified Dark Fallen Sword will only be allowed to enter the Honmaru and become your sword after undergoing a comprehensive inspection by our personnel." Foxnosuke jumped from Tsunayoshi's arms He got down and said in a high-pitched voice.

"What?" Vulcan was surprised.

"Presumably, Tsurumaru-sama should also know about this rule." Foxnosuke raised his eyes to look at Tsurumaru who looked indifferent, and said so deliberately.There seemed to be sparks crackling in the intersection of their gazes.

"Well, who knows." Tsurumaru, who knew Honosuke's intentions, answered it deliberately with ambiguous words.

Fox's help is not angry, it knows that the other party will follow in the end - because if you resist current politics, the person who will be unlucky in the end will still be the god judge.

"Let's go." Sure enough, Tsurumaru said after a moment of silence.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Then without further ado, Tsurumaru-sama, please follow me."

Foxnosuke nodded, and walked towards the gate of Honmaru with light steps on four legs.

"Wait." Vulcan stopped them, "Can I not go?"

Foxnosuke thought he heard it wrong, and Kagami repeated it again.

"...This, this is not allowed." Honosuke muttered, "Your request is too unreasonable."

Seemingly irritated by Fox's help, the tails of Vulcan's eyes turned red again.With a hoarse voice, he was a little annoyed: "Who is the first to be unreasonable? What kind of joke are you talking about taking away the person who was finally rescued by others!!"

Fox Nosuke was stunned by Vulcan's roar, and it took him a long time to react.

It is helpless, but it is still ready to appease the other party's emotions: "Then...then what do you want to do?"

"He won't go. If something happens, I will take full responsibility. Above, that's it." Kagami put forward his plan concisely, and then instructed Tsurumaru to go to Honomaru's university without giving Honosuke any time to digest. Guangting waited for him.

Seeing that Tsurumaru was still standing there, Kagami thought that Tsurumaru was still worrying about something, so he simply reached out and pushed him on the back.

"Go, Mr. Guangzhong, they are very - very worried about you."

Kagami made a reassuring gesture at Tsurumaru and waved his hand.

Although Tsurumaru had a lot of worries, he still went to the Daihiro Hall unexpectedly and obediently, if the other party's uneasy appearance of turning back three times at a step was excluded.It wasn't until he saw Tsurumaru's figure disappearing around the corner that Kagami heaved a sigh of relief.At this time, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, causing Vulcan to squat down halfway, and wiped his eyes vigorously with the back of his hand.

"Vulcan Lord." Seeing his appearance, Gang Ji instantly understood the general idea.He didn't make a sound to comfort him, but just patted Vulcan's back lightly a few times.

Then, put your hand on the fluffy red head.

"You did a great job, Vulcan-kun." Compliments are more effective than comfort.Like the kindergarten teacher who praised the children, Gangji said in a serious manner.

"...You're only one year older than me, don't put on airs like an adult....Sawada, you idiot."

Vulcan buried his face in his hands, muttering indistinctly.

Although it was a bit complicated to be called "idiot" by Vulcan for the first time, Mr. Vulcan was still a child after all.Tsuna looked at Vulcan, who was trembling slightly, and ruffled his hair with a light smile.

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"It's your fault." After listening to the ins and outs, Hasebe made a judgment without mercy.

"Hey——" Tsurumaru made a sullen face, and lengthened the ending sound.

"I agree with Hasebe-kun's point of view." Candlestick Kiri also nodded in agreement.

"It's bad to bully the youngest lord of Quan Honmaru at such a young age." Luan pouted his lips, and made another stab at Tsurumaru's conscience that was already riddled with holes.

"...to be old and disrespectful." Yamabuchi gave him a cold look.

Sanriyue drank tea: "Hahaha, remember to apologize to the master."

"Even Sankazuki?" Tsurumaru suddenly felt that he had entered the wrong Honmaru.

Just as Tsurumaru was being slammed by everyone on the moral level, Kagami heard the sound and walked in.He changed into the casual clothes he usually wears, and he looked fine, except that there was still a little redness around the eye sockets.

"What are you talking about?"

The moment he saw Vulcan, Hasebe, who was closest to him, rushed to him with a super high maneuver value.

"Master, do you want me to get some ice cubes?" Hasebe looked at Vulcan's red eyes, distressed and angry.If eyes could kill, his peripheral vision would have hacked that fat, white crane into pieces.

"...I, I!" Vulcan's cheeks were flushed, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

He stared at the innocent Tsurumaru with a little embarrassment, and moved his lips silently.

...you actually said it!

Tsurumaru clasped his hands together, pretending to be extremely sorry, only to apologize by harakiri.

"If you don't apply ice after crying, it will easily swell up the next day..." Hasebe was still chattering.

"...Who, who said it!!! I didn't cry!!!"

After Vulcan finished speaking loudly, he bypassed the frozen Hasebe and went straight to San Riyue and sat down.

"Ah, I've stepped on thunder." Seeing Hasebe's deflated appearance, he covered his mouth and secretly laughed while watching the excitement, and was symbolically educated by the Yaoken at the side.

"Shh, you'll be heard."

San Riyue, who stayed out of the matter, was happy to relax: "Shall I drink tea, my lord?"

"Thank you, Sankayue." Vulcan took the teacup and found a few tea stems floating on it.

"Oh, sure enough. It means that good luck is coming." San Riyue glanced at the tea leaves in the Vulcan Cup, the tea stems were hanging upside down in the water, and said with a smile.

Since it was a good omen, and due to psychological effects, Vulcan always felt that today's tea tasted extra sweet.Just when he was about to finish the drink in one gulp, Foxnosuke brought the answer from the Government of Time.

"My lord, the Shizhi government has agreed that Tsurumaru Kuni will temporarily belong to your Honmaru forever." Foxnosuke said straight to the point, and several short knives involuntarily began to cheer in a low voice.

"However." Foxnosuke paused, "I hope Tsurumaru-sama can explain in detail the process of meeting that god judge."

"Why, what happened?" Tsurumaru couldn't help correcting his sitting posture, and his expression gradually froze.He had a bad premonition, and a thin layer of sweat began to break out from his palms in response to the occasion.

While everyone was holding their breath, it dropped the heavy cockroach without changing expression.

"We searched all the archives of the god judge... However, there is no such person as Garan Amerai."

The stalk leaves that were standing upright in the tea turned over and finally sank straight to the bottom of the cup.

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Currently known information includes:

1. Tsurumaru didn't dare to play pranks on Vulcan after that.

2. The Shizhi government is not surprised by the situation reported by Honosuke.