[Comprehensive] Shikigami and sword teasing master daily life

Push things forward and backwards.

Being dragged into the storage room by the short knives, Hirano took out the bottle of 'juice' found in the kitchen, as if in a private gathering, Hou poured some of the bottle of 'juice' for everyone one by one, and then pulled everyone together Tasting the "juice" in front of me, which is said to be made by Mitsutada Candlestick and would not share with others.

Then, the knives...

"This is a bar..." Atsushi Shiro held the cup, frowning.

The wine had a lot of stamina, and it didn't take long before Hou's face flushed, and he began to pull the five tigers back and forcefully tell lame jokes.

The five tigers retreated obediently and sat aside, even though their minds were a little confused, they still hugged their tigers and listened to thick jokes.The cubs in their arms and legs were dishonest. They grabbed the cup in Tei's hand and licked the remaining liquid in it. After a while, they either lay down or slept beside Wu Hutui.

Because of the selfishness of Dian Dao and the others, they felt that the 'juice' in the bottle should be delicious, so they poured a large glass for the girl, looked at the pale pink liquid, and the girl took a small sip.The entrance of the wine tasted like fruit juice, with a little wine smell, so Nasheng couldn't help drinking a few more glasses, and when the girl realized it, she realized that she had already drunk several glasses.

Compared with the drinks that I drank in Konoha at that time, the drinks in front of me had more stamina. Nasheng felt a few double images of the people in front of him, and shook his head, trying to remove the feeling of fainting from his mind.

Lying in the arms of the girl, with hazy eyes and flushed cheeks, he kept rubbing against the ups and downs of the girl's chest, seeking her comfort.After drinking a lot, Nasheng stood up, rubbed his eyes, pushed Luan out of his arms, and told the short knives who were wandering in the whole room that he was going to relieve himself.

The daggers were still somewhat conscious at this time, and Ran originally wanted to get up and go with the girl, but was held down by the girl, seeing that the usually gentle girl suddenly showed an expression of disapproval, and said indiscriminately. Suppressed in the mouth, nodded.

Nasheng came out of the toilet a little wobbly, and wanted to go back to join the short knife gate, but she hadn't been to this nearby place a few times before, so she got lost for a while.Walking around in this pill, looking for the way back, Nasheng suddenly saw a familiar place, isn't that... the knife forging room?

Nasheng, who was going to look for the storage room, came to the door of the knife forging room inexplicably. In the past, when forging knives, except for the brothers who were forging Yaoyan, she was more anxious when she was working with the short knives.The rest of the time, it's like completing a task.

Usually when forging knives, I was not in such an urgent mood as I am now. Nasheng put his hand on the door of the forging room and gently pulled it open.

In the forging room, the forging furnace was still burning silently.

As in the past, the girl put the materials for the forging knife inside and put the sleeves on her arms. Although Nasheng is dizzy now, she still remembers the ratio of the forging knife materials that California Qingguang once gave her. They were put in one by one, but when putting in the last item of jade steel, Nai Sheng had just thrown fifty servings of jade steel into it. When he turned around and was about to throw in some more, he found that the supply of spiritual power seemed to be inaccurate after being drunk. , The forge even acquiesced that the girl had placed the materials, and began to burn the materials.

Holding a few copies of jade steel in his hand, Nasheng felt a little headache.

This... what should I do?

Nasheng threw the things in his hands aside first, put his hands on the non-hot table outside the forging furnace, increased the output of spiritual power, and the huge spiritual power filled the entire forging room for a while.In the furnace, with the continuous input of spiritual power, a sharp gun quickly formed in the furnace.

The girl looked in surprise at the weapons in the furnace that were completely different from swords such as daggers and daggers.

This is, has it mutated?

The fire in the furnace was extinguished, and the long-spear was placed on the table. Although it had just been burned by the flames, the girl's fingers did not feel the slightest bit of heat when touching it. Instead, she felt the weapon's coldness.

Nasheng's soft fingers touched the edge of the long-spear, and along the fingertips, spiritual power was input into the long-spear.

"The number one gun in Japan, Japan, is visiting now. How many drinks did you drink before I came?"

The man who suddenly appeared in front of the girl was wearing simple gray and black clothes, with a very long weapon on his shoulders, and the belt tied on the hip flask in his mouth.He looked down at the petite girl in front of him, and his lazy expression became agitated after smelling the wine on her body. He held the wine pot in his hand and said, "It seems that I drank a lot of wine." Yes, my lord."

Nasheng raised her head and looked at the man who was about the same height as Taro in front of her. She smiled at the man and said, "I am Nasheng, the judge of this Honmaru."

"Hic!" Unable to hold back for a while, Nasheng burped.The sudden sound made the girl a little embarrassed, and she lowered her head.

But the Japanese guy in front of him didn't care about these little things at all. The aroma of the wine on the girl was very mellow. He squatted down and looked up at the girl's slightly red face.

"My lord, let's have a drink together." I didn't feel that it was inappropriate to ask the girl to drink together. The Japanese number simply wanted to share the good wine with others.

"But..." Nao wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a sentence from Japan.

"Let's make a bet." Japan felt that squatting like this was very uncomfortable, so she simply put the gun aside and sat down cross-legged.

"Bet?" After drinking, the girl's temperament became a little more lively than the gentleness of the past. She was at the age that should be lively. Maybe it was because she had been with the quiet person like Daitengu for too long, and she was a little depressed. According to the girl's original nature, "Okay, what are you betting on?"

Seeing that the girl took the bait, Japan said, "If you can find a few bottles of wine, then I promise you one thing."

Japan looked at the slightly younger girl in front of her, and coaxed her own judge like a daughter.

The experience she had never had before made the girl nod, and turned around to go to the place where the daggers were holding the bottle of wine just now.

Sitting cross-legged in the knife-forging room, Japan suddenly realized that if he used this way to manipulate the God-inspector whom he had met for the first time...he would be cut by the knife.

However, when he thought of having a drink later, the Japanese number put the thought behind him.

"Wine, drink, drink, if you want to drink..." Leaning on the edge of the forge, the Nippon Horn sang the folk song "Kuroda Festival".

This ballad written by Mori Yunobu based on the experience of the Japanese account probably expresses the mood of the Japanese account at this time, wanting to drink.

The girl didn't go for a long time. Hearing the footsteps of the judge, Japan sat up straight. When he saw the girl coming in with five or six bottles of wine in his arms, his eyes lit up.

"Isn't it bad, my lord." The Japanese reached out and rubbed the top of the girl's head very naturally, and then took the wine in the girl's hand.

The eyes of the girl who was praised were bright, and the running just now made her sober up a bit. At this moment, kneeling in front of the Japanese number, Nasheng took out two more cups from the pocket in his sleeve, and said: "Let's drink together, Mr. Japan."

When meeting someone who loves wine, Japan is naturally happy. He opened a bottle of wine and poured a glass for the girl, then directly clinked glasses with the girl's glass with the bottle, and said, "Haha, yes, my lord."

"Come on, have a drink." The Japanese took a sip and exclaimed, "It's really good wine."

The girl who always thought she had a normal drinking capacity instead drank more and had more fun, and drank with him like a Japanese model.

When everyone was looking for the girl outside, Japan found a branch from somewhere. Although the sound of knocking on the bottle was not clear, they still sang waka while knocking on the bottle.The girl who was kneeling at the side changed her usual gentleness on her face, as Xiaohumaru said, there was a bit of flattery that was not frivolous at all.The girl followed the Japanese horn's singing, beat the time with her hands, and even echoed the man with the Japanese horn's lead.

When I first came to Honmaru, I was very happy to meet such a happy drinking buddy.But he was not a careless person. When Nasheng was about to open another bottle, the Japanese only poured a glass into the glass in front of the girl and said, "Drink what's in the glass first."

Unaware that Japan was trying to make himself drink less in disguise, Nao put down the unopened bottle of wine, picked up the glass in front of him, toasted Japan, and drank it in one gulp.

There was a little charm in the corners of the girl's eyes, her clothes were loosened a little because of the restlessness after drunkenness, and her hair was scattered around her ears with a little laziness.All of this was seen by the Japanese, but the man just hooded his head and drank another cup, not caring at all that all this might look very rare in the eyes of Sankayue and others.

"Oh, it's over." When he was about to pour the wine for the girl after pouring it for himself, the Japanese number found that the wine bottle was empty. He scratched his head and said, "My lord, since I have drunk the wine, then, may I Admit the bet, what do you want me to do?"

The girl with flushed cheeks but clear eyes said, "I think..."

The timeline pulls back to the present.

"So, that's why you took Hime-kun to do this?" As Honmaru's invisible mother, Candlestick Kiri looked at Japan's silly father, and resisted the urge to draw a knife to attack Japan. Suppressing the anger in his heart, he asked.

"Ah?" Nihon-chan was stared at by everyone, stood upright, and nodded after hearing Candekiri's words, and said, "That's right."

"However, Jun Ji is still young and doesn't drink well, so what if something happens to Jun Ji?" Candlestick cut his teeth and asked, "What's more, Jun Ji was injured!"

"Ahh...disinfection, disinfection. Drinking will heal the wound." Seeing Candlestick Kiri and the others' faces look strange, Japan quickly pulled back the words, "...just kidding."

The girl who had been lying on the back of the Japanese ship said, "It's okay, Hikari-chan."

light... sauce...

The golden eyes of the candlestick looked at the girl, just in time to see the girl blinking at him, and showing an innocent smile.

Oops, it seems that being poked to the point of cuteness by such a Ji Jun.

#珠环切光忠,把桥#

"Ji Jun, it's all my fault, it's all my fault that I didn't take good care of you, let you drink alcohol and become drunk like this, please punish me, Ji Jun." Hasebe bent down in front of the girl to apologize, not noticing Beside him, his colleague Candlestick, who had already completely lost his mind.

"It's okay, Hasebe." With the height of the Japanese version, the girl could easily touch the top of Hasebe's head and rub the man's brown hair, the girl comforted.

Following the way of the little tiger who retreated from the five tigers, Nasheng even rubbed Hasebe's earlobe.

Hasebe's ears turned red all of a sudden after being treated like this by the god judge for the first time. Standing behind Hasebe, Yamato Mamoru Anding silently pulled Laga Kiyomitsu's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Hasebe Is he...is he smoking?"

"Ah." Qing Guang replied with a complex face, nodding.

Can Hasebe evaporate like this after being touched by Ji Jun?

#压切长谷部,打街#

Kokomaru, who can't understand the stupidity of the two, stepped forward, ready to hug the girl off Japan, but when he stretched out his hand in front of the girl and was about to pass through the girl's armpit to hug the girl, Nao He grabbed Xiaohuwan's hand and brought it to his mouth.

"Ahhh." The girl bit Xiaohumaru's index finger in her mouth, as if she felt that she couldn't move it. The girl stuck out her finger and slightly stuck out the tip of her tongue.

Like, like a small animal...

"..." Xiaohumaru covered his face with the other hand, covering the inexplicable blush on his face, and his body trembled slightly.

so cute.

San Riyue, who was standing aside, looked at the three of them who had been completely overwhelmed by Ji Jun's cuteness, and sighed.

#You are really a fool#

#No! #

#You are all fools! #

The rest of the people who hadn't come into close contact with the girl's 'attack' saw that the girl was fine, and most of them dispersed. Yaodao Ji was worried about the girl, but under the gaze of San Riyue, she still left.

Mikazuki walked up to Japan, took back Kohomaru's hand from the girl's hand, and took the girl off Japan's back, facing the eyes of Kohomaru and others beside him, Mikazuki smiled at Japan Said: "Let these three people take you to Honmaru for a stroll, I will take Ji Jun back to the room first."

Without the girl on her body, Japan moved her arms, patted Hasebe who was still looking at the girl, and said with a smile, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Not far away, Tsurumaru, who was deep in sleep, turned over and continued to sleep.

And in the pool in front of him, a woman silently raised her head out of the water, looking at Tsurumaru.

The author has something to say: These two chapters are a warm Honmaru, QAQ, tell me loudly, do you like it?

OTZ still didn't write about Grandpa's home game, sorry

I found that I can't hold back when I play with people like Candlestick Cutting Little Fox Balls...

In the next chapter, Sister Yu's milk is haunted, as for whether it can be sunny or not, it's up to fate

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There is really no small theater today. The end of the term is coming recently, and there are a lot of things to do. I started to save the manuscript on the weekend, otherwise I feel that I have to stop during the exam week =-= embarrassing

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