[Comprehensive] Shikigami and sword teasing master daily life

early morning.

Ibaraki felt a little hot in his chest, opened his eyes, and found that at some point, the girl curled her head in his arms, and put her hands gently on his chest.

The girl's underwear belt may not have been fastened yesterday, but it is a little loose at this time, and the neckline is slightly open, revealing the slender neck to the depths.

Nao, who was quietly lying in Ibaraki's arms, was like a milk cat, not moving around, just sleeping there with her eyes closed.

Ibaraki moved his body slightly backwards, trying to sit up on the bed without disturbing the girl.But when his body leaned back, the girl was awakened from her dream.

The girl who hadn't recovered from her sleep was lying in Ibaraki's arms, as if she didn't realize how tempting her actions were.Nao raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, then said softly, "Good morning, Lord Ibaraki."

From Ibaraki's point of view, the girl was sleepy, with a slight blush on her cheeks, lying obediently in his arms, her nasal voice seemed to be tempting him.

The girl's chest was pressed against his lower abdomen, and Ibaraki, who was wearing ordinary clothes, felt the girl's ups and downs through the thin layer of fabric.The eyes could not help moving to the girl with the open skirt, her fair feet stretched up to her thighs, her slender but somewhat sensual legs gently rubbed against her calves, her wobbling feet also inadvertently moved from her slipped by.

"En." Without saying anything, Ibaraki moved away silently, and then sat up straight. Feeling the restlessness in a certain part of the body, Ibaraki stretched out his hand and gently slid across the neck of the girl who was still lying on the bed.

Nasheng, who was still not fully awake, only felt some itching on her neck. She lowered her head and rubbed her head, and her lips brushed the man's arm inadvertently.

There is no sense of femininity at all.

Feeling the girl's plump lips, Ibaraki tidied the girl's loose hair behind her ears.

But if it was taught by that big tengu guy... Well, maybe it's not surprising.

Ibaraki withdrew his hand, covered the girl with the quilt again, and let her sleep for a while.After tidying up his clothes, Ibaraki disguised the horns on his forehead and the color of his eyes again, then opened the door and came out of the room.

Granny Miho had already gotten up to make breakfast for everyone. She glanced at Ibaraki first, and seemed to see Ibaraki's discomfort. She smiled and poured the egg liquid into the pot, and said, "Nasheng still has injuries, don't worry about it because of yourself. If you want, force Nasheng."

Ibaraki understood the meaning behind the old woman's words, but he didn't seem shy at all. He said without changing his expression, "I will only do it when she needs it."

"Oh." Miho rolled the omelette in the pan and praised with a smile, "What a considerate husband."

In the remote village, everyone rests at sunset and works at sunrise, everything is so orderly.

Ibaraki and Nao also lived in the village for two or three days, Miho's mother-in-law's house had limited bedding, so Nao got used to sleeping with Ibaraki every day for unnecessary trouble.

The girl's body is cold, while Ibaraki's body is hot. The weather is slightly cold at this time. Nao, who is sleeping next to Ibaraki, wakes up every morning to find that he who was sleeping on the other side has completely gone to Ibaraki's side, with Ibaraki's hand still on his waist. .Although I feel that my sleeping appearance should be very honest, and I won't sleep in Ibaraki's arms every time, but Ibaraki's indifference made Nao no longer obsessed with this matter, but accepted it calmly, as if there was a stove by his side.

afternoon.

Nasheng carried the dirty clothes and followed several village women to a stream not far away.Miho prepared two pieces of clothes for her, but Nao wanted to wash her kimono that was dirty that day, and rejected Miho's offer of help. cleaning,

The healing speed of the wound in the lower abdomen made Nasheng feel strange. He still remembered that it took two or three months for the left arm injured that day to scar off, leaving a less obvious scar on the white arm.But the wound on the lower abdomen had started to heal in just four or five days. Although Ibaraki didn't say anything, Nao guessed with intuition that Ibaraki must be responsible for it.

A few people came to the side of the stream. The women in the village usually just talked about a few things. Seeing that the girl who was doing laundry with them was a girl who recently lived in the village chief’s house, they couldn’t stop their curiosity. Ask girls about everything.

"Mrs. Ibaraki must have been a lady from a rich family before she got married." A benevolent woman praised the girl while washing the clothes in her hands, "She has a good temperament and is gentle with others. She doesn't have any calluses on her hands. It seems that she doesn't have any. did housework."

People in the village know Ibaraki's name, and they regard it as his surname, so when calling Nao, only Granny Miho calls the girl's name, and most of the others call Nao by Mrs. Ibaraki.

Nasheng, who was still correcting at the beginning, got used to the name in the end, and let everyone call her that.

Nasheng smiled, then imitated the women's movements, and washed the clothes in his hands clumsily.

"Mrs. Ibaraki, do this." The other woman saw the girl's clumsiness, and she corrected the girl's movements.

Under the guidance of the women, Nasheng, who was doing laundry for the first time, began to wash the clothes in his hands, and then raised his head from time to time to chat with everyone.

"Mrs. Ibaraki's husband is disabled, but he is very handsome. It's a pity that nothing is perfect in this world."

"But Mrs. Ibaraki is good-looking, and her husband is also handsome. It's a good match." The women kept joking.

Hearing what everyone said, Nasheng, who had never been in contact with a woman of this age, was a little overwhelmed, and could only respond to everyone's jokes with a smile.

Several people saw Nasheng's uneasiness, so they changed the topic to another place.

"Recently, I feel that there is a war going on here." A woman whose husband works in the village security team said to everyone.

"Really?" A woman answered, "But it seems that the salesman doesn't want to come to our place anymore. Didn't he stay for a while yesterday and then left."

"Hey, our place is remote and there are not many people. Didn't several wars be fought in the front before? The man from Mrs. Chizuru's family accidentally strayed into the battlefield that time, and the corpses were all messed up in the end."

"Hasn't it been like this for the past few years? The ninjas are always fighting." The woman who helped Nasheng before sighed. She rubbed the clothes in her hands and said, "Our place is remote, and there are always some ninjas around. Go, or it will be an attack by robbers."

"A few years ago, the village chief advised everyone to leave, but where can we go to earn a living after we leave? Let's make a living." Sighing, the oldest woman among the crowd shook her head, lowered her head and stopped talking .

Such a topic suddenly made everyone's atmosphere heavy. Nasheng lowered his head and shook the clothes in his hands. Just as he was about to wring them out and take them out, he missed them suddenly, and the white underwear floated along the river. go down.

The water in the stream was not rushing, so Nasheng stood up and lifted the hem of his skirt to go along the stream to get back his clothes.

After seeing it, a woman on the side said, "There is a small pond at the end of the stream. The water is not very deep. You follow the stream and look after it."

Nasheng nodded and thanked the woman.Still having wounds on his body, he didn't dare to walk fast, so Nasheng followed the stream in small steps and walked into the forest from the open area.

Walking along the stream, walking in the forest, the smell of the trees in the forest is very good, Nasheng is not in a hurry, but regards this as a wonderful adventure.

Almost at the end of the stream, Nai Sheng saw a man wearing black clothes and a red armor standing in front of him. The man's black hair was a little frizzy, and beside him was a fan that seemed to be made of iron. He was squatting by the stream, holding Still holding his wet underwear.

"Who is it?" Hearing the movement in front, the man immediately turned his head and looked at the girl standing not far away.

The man saw that the girl was dressed in ordinary linen clothes, her black hair was pulled back, and she looked like an ordinary village woman.The man who didn't feel any chakra fluctuations in the girl put away his murderous aura.

Under the shade of the tree, the girl's face was half-dark, with a gentle smile on her lips. Even though she was wearing a gray linen skirt, it still couldn't cover up the girl's beauty.

Probably women from the surrounding villages.

When the war started, the man came out to inspect the surrounding terrain, so he naturally knew that there was a village not far away.After exploring for a day, the man was resting by the stream, and was about to fetch some stream water, but he fished out a woman's clothes from the stream.

Guessing that someone was washing clothes above the stream, the man who didn't want to be troublesome and was about to throw the clothes back into the water saw the girl who came to look for the clothes.

Nasheng could feel the strong aura of the man, she took a few steps forward cautiously, and then said: "I live in a nearby village, I accidentally dropped the clothes on your hand, can you return them to me?" me?"

The man didn't mean to embarrass the girl, he reached out and took the clothes out of the stream, then wrung out the clothes for the girl, and motioned to the girl to let her get it.

Because he didn't feel any malice from the man, Nasheng was not afraid, and stepped forward to take the clothes from the man's hand.

Passing the clothes to the girl, the man glanced at the girl's palms. There were no calluses, slender and fair, with neatly manicured nails. They were the hands of a wealthy woman...

wrong.

The man looked at the girl who took the clothes and smiled at him, with some doubts in his heart.

Dressed like a village woman, but with the face and hands of a noble lady?

"Thank you, my lord." Nasheng's words interrupted the man's thoughts. After bowing his head slightly to salute the man, Nasheng turned around and prepared to leave.

"En." The man nodded, as a return gift, watching Nasheng leave, but felt that he was too vigilant.

A weak woman, unarmed, with no chakra flow, no intelligence value.

The man couldn't help but began to wonder if his nerves were too tense due to the recent war. He shook his head, then bent down and washed his face with the water from the stream.

"Madara." Before the man stood up, a familiar voice came from behind.

A man with long black hair walked up to the man, and he also saw the girl leaving, then turned around and said to the man squatting on the ground cleaning, "I have information about those guys."

The man stood up from the ground, nodded, and said, "What are those guys going to do next?"

"They seem to be laying a trap in this place." The long-haired man said to his friend with a headache, "There is a small village nearby. If there is a war here, it will be bad."

The man named Madara put the flame fan on his back on his back again, and said, "This is a war-prone area, but that village still lives here."

"Hashirama, this is their choice."

While saying such words, the figure of the girl who just appeared can't help appearing in Madara's mind.

A girl like a flower may wither because of the war.

The author has something to say: I finally wrote Madara QWQ, however, I found that I can't prostitute him at all... I don't want to date him QAQ

I’m stuck. In the next chapter, I’m going to pull out Gouzi and the people in Honmaru to write. I feel a little uncomfortable writing about the old driver Ibaraki. I suddenly want to write about the old hooligan in Sanming QWQ

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Ibaraki: Mom, how should I match this imperial soul?

Essence of Chicken: You have six minds, but you have more minds.

Ibaraki:? ? ?

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I think I stabbed the crane's nest. Didn't I say yesterday that I forged the first Yizheng and the third crane pill? Today I forged the fourth crane pill... It's really a drought. of flooding.Let's play the crane ball

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