[Comprehensive] IF masters have retired

Lixiang himself is still a bit out of control.

He lit a cigarette and leaned against the window sill, the hazy sky outside the window sill was as gorgeous as splashed ink.

Li Xiang sighed.

Revealing the vicissitudes of middle-aged people.

Why are you still angry?

The angry Emiya Shiro was sitting in the kitchen with Lixiang's newly bought tableware for breakfast, and the bright sky did not make him change his determination to wake up Lixiang.

The clothes that were scattered on the floor had been thrown into the washing machine, mixed with the laundry detergent, spit out bubbles and exude a fragrance.

The body is a little sore, but the spirit is excited.

Li Xiang still watched the cigarette burn up inch by inch, without the thought of putting it by his lips.

As a person, he always arrives at the rebellious period of youth a little later than others.

At that time, he had just graduated from university and had decided on his own future, so the pressure and hesitation came to him.

Smoking was learned at that time.

People who just learn to smoke don't pass their lungs, they just put the smoke in their mouths.

After a long time, it is not difficult to swallow the smoke into the lungs after realizing the beauty of the smoke.

About three months later, Li Xiang suddenly noticed that his fingertips were scorched yellow.

He just learned how to let the cigarette pass through his lungs, and he suddenly woke up.

What is he doing?

How stupid and irresponsible is it to escape stress by smoking?

He smoked for a short time, did not suffer from any addiction, and quit quickly.

But for some reason, watching the cigarette slowly burn out could somewhat ease the anxiety in his heart.

When he decided to quit smoking, there were more than half of the cigarettes left in his bag, so he took out one, lit it, and put it in front of his eyes like masochistic, but didn't smoke it.

Slowly, watching the cigarette leaves turn into ashes inch by inch, a kind of masochistic pleasure rose in his heart.

Not to mention, smoking and smelling smoke are completely two concepts.

For the former, even if you brush your teeth and rinse your mouth, the smell will not dissipate immediately.

But if you just smell the smoke, it's easy to not be noticed.

He didn't check for a while, and was caught by Emiya Shirou who came up to wake him up, and Li Xiang, who had to sit on the bed and listen to the other party's reprimand, nodded repeatedly.

Of course smoking is bad, isn't he not smoking?

As if he knew what he was thinking, Emiya Shiro said loudly: "Smelling it will be harmful to your body!" He squeezed out the cigarette with his bare hands, and then slapped Fujimaru Tatsuka's already frizzy head hard. rub.

She looks very much like her mother, and her movements carry the intimacy of a couple.

The hand went down from the head, and gently twisted Lixiang's exposed collarbone.

It's like the discipline of the elders to the juniors, but there are some other things mixed in it.

There was another light red mark on Li Xiang's skin that was already marked.

He hadn't recovered from the handsomeness of the other party's cigarette being extinguished with his bare hands.

Seeing the raised eyebrows of the other party, he immediately stopped his voice.

Watching the cigarette being kneaded into a small ball by those extraordinarily gentle and decisive hands in the opponent's hand, and then flicked lightly, it flew into the trash can with precision.

Li Xiang trembled all over.

I don't know what this man, who almost stepped into the field of magician, thinks of.

In short, his face turned red along with his collarbone, and his waist softened.

Emiya Shirou's tone was still hard.

Fujimaru Tachika was not stupid enough to still smoke when he returned to Chaldea, and he had almost no intention of smoking at home.

At the top of the day, when work is boring, I light a cigarette and stare blankly in the smoking room.

Therefore, the fact that he would smoke was kept a secret.

Emiya Shiro was shocked at this moment, he thought he took good care of this child.

He thought—

Lixiang obediently handed in the remaining half pack of cigarettes, and leaned on Shirou Emiya.

The smell of oily smoke from the other party soothed his emotions very well.

Lixiang's tone was soft, as if he had returned to the age of sixteen or seventeen. He almost begged for mercy and said, "I haven't smoked. I've bought this pack of cigarettes for half a year."

He took the initiative to take out his pack of cigarettes from the table beside him.

Emiya Shirou frowned, twisted out one from the inside, and rolled it over with his hands, feeling the humidity of the tobacco.

The nameless anger in my heart suddenly disappeared.

He looked at the man who buried his head in his arms and pretended to be obedient.

Yes, it is a man.

At this moment, Li Xiang, who was bare upper body, was completely different from the frail young man in his impression.

"Lixiang—"

Lixiang entangled like seaweed, like a charming mermaid jumping out of the sea, trying to drag her favorite sailor into the deep sea.

The two had just communicated with each other, Emiya Shiro thought, seeing the excitement and anticipation in Lixiang's eyes, and imagining in his shoes: Why is this?

He kept the pack of cigarettes on the ground, picked up Lixiang with his backhand, and patted Lixiang's thigh gently.

With a warning meaning.

Why did the eyes burst out with such excitement after doing something wrong?

Fujimaru Tatsuka's rebellious period came too late.

The rebellion of teenagers is largely to attract the attention of their parents.

Li Xiang almost forgot what was going through his head when he smoked for the first time.

All he knew was that it felt good to be cared about.

Although--

Butt really hurts!

He is thirty!Why are you still being beaten like a child!

After confessing about the smoking, the two finally came out of the bedroom.

Shirou Emiya was still very angry, but Tatsuka Fujimaru was almost [-], not yet a minor under [-], he really didn't seem to be like ten years earlier, chasing after the opponent's ass and beating people in the name of exercising.

When breakfast was served, his face was still stinky.

After realizing why this good boy in Chaldea suddenly wanted to smoke, he has always had this expression.

Whether it is Lixiang acting like a baby or being good, it doesn't work.

Then you can only use nirvana!

Eggs are delicious when they are freshly fried.

After calling Tachika down, Emiya Shiro was going to the kitchen to give his beloved boyfriend a hearty breakfast.

Lixiang's big blue eyes rolled slowly, as if they had returned to normal.Instead of sitting obediently on the table, he squeezed into the kitchen, wanting to show the other party the success of his hard training.

No, yours is not the result of hard training, but a waste of food.

Sure enough, something diverted Emiya Shirou's attention, and his anger subsided a little. He looked at Fujimaru Tateka who clumsily snatched the spatula from his hand and smiled flatteringly at him.

Sighing, he stepped back slightly.

It was just scrambled eggs, thinking about it, Shirou Emiya, who backed away, soon regretted it.

As if by magic, the shovel was in the hands of Fujimaru Tachika, and just lightly touched the eggs in the pan, and the eggs began to turn black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Emiya Shiro: ...

He was sure that the size of the fire was set by himself, and the egg liquid that had been adjusted to taste had just been put down for less than 30 seconds.

He, who had never seen Lixiang's cooking results in another world, also realized at this moment that some people were born wrong in certain things.

Looking at the wasted Egg No. [-], Emiya Shiro took his hand from behind Tatsuka.

Firmly pinch the hand that he extended towards the bowl containing the mixed egg mixture.

No, no, no waste!

"I only made two copies. If you continue, you will be late for work."

Being late for school is nothing more than being told by the head teacher, but being late for work will deduct money!

The adult Fujimaru Tachika was delayed for a while because of things in the morning, but now that he heard his partner holding his hand and whispering this sentence into his ear, his hands and feet suddenly became limp.

He let go of the strength in his hand, obediently followed behind Emiya Shirou.

"I was wrong."

Emiya Shiro ignored him, disposed of the spatula and pan, and restarted the fire.

"I really knew I was wrong."

"I was just... obsessed with ghosts at the time."

The egg liquid was poured into the pot. This time, there was no mistake. The liquid made a puffing sound in the pot, and the layer of egg liquid that first touched the pot surface had condensed into a solid.

The fragrance also wafts out.

"Shirou—"

Lixiang snorted like a puppy from his nose.

Compared with yesterday, the relationship between the two of them is even more different today.

He seemed to have found support and gained a lot of confidence.

He didn't touch Emiya Shirou's body like yesterday - because yesterday's skin-to-skin contact was enough.

Just acting like a spoiled child with a nasal voice already made Emiya Shirou who was standing there frying eggs at a loss what to do.

He dealt with the eggs almost instinctively, the sound was more deceptive than anything else.

Fujimaru Tachika always came to the company before going to work. He stood in the elevator and nodded with his subordinates.

Thinking of Emiya's reluctant and sweet farewell kiss in the morning, he lowered his head and smiled.

Realizing that he was in an elevator, You quickly lowered his head and covered his smile with his hands.

It is true that he smoked a pack of cigarettes for half a year.

He has not had the habit of smoking for a long time, and only when he is under too much pressure, he will go to the smoking room to light a cigarette and watch silently.

Being able to achieve his position is more stressful than imagined. Even so, he did not have the habit of lighting cigarettes at home in the past.

do this -

It can't be said that he had a brain twitch for a while, and wanted to experience the feeling of smoking a cigarette afterwards, which is better than a living god, right?

Stress is one aspect, isn't it more because you want to get the attention of others?

Now that he has found his own self, he wants to use this slightly malicious method to make the other party notice him.

Or let the other person feel distressed.

It's too bad.

Thinking of this, Li Xiang bit the tip of his tongue gently, reminiscing about the taste left there, which belonged to another person.

Emiya Shiro's emotions are restrained and evasive.

Not to mention that he suddenly proposed to associate with the other party.

That kind of fear and uncertainty, that guy is only a lot more than himself.

So stop thinking about it and divert his attention with something else.

Just look at him, just love him, just like him.

You were the one who provoked me first, secretly cooking me meals that suit my appetite, caring about the physical and mental health of him, an orphan without parents, whether it was sneaking supper or whether he had enough clothes for the cold weather.

If you step out of your status as an elder, don't even think about going back.

Whether it's a good morning kiss or last night's indulgence.

There are more, Fujimaru Tachika, who has been looking for a lover, will not be satisfied with this, he has seen others when he found his lover.

He felt envious and sincerely wished everyone well.

When I suddenly looked back, I realized the treasures that I had neglected in the past.

He will not let go so easily.

Lixiang turned on the phone, and started editing the page where Emiya Shiro was the recipient.

The light of the mobile phone shone on Lixiang's face, and the smile on his lips was always filled with a different taste of happiness than in the past.

[Lixiang: I like you a little more today, Shi~lang~0V0~ (JJ cannot display kaomoji here, everyone can experience it for themselves)]

【Lixiang: I like you the most~】

【Lixiang: I want to kiss you~】

Emiya Shirou put down his phone, not realizing that his ears were blushing.

He can only say this to himself: He wants to divert the fact that he smokes by being coquettish and cute!Don't think about it!

Next... Do some hygiene to divert your attention?

Well, the tableware Lixiang bought yesterday is very useful, but I don’t know how about the cleaning tools.

Li Xiang turned off his cell phone, and he was the trustworthy general manager of the company again. The smile on his face became false, and the lively and cheerful eyes perfectly integrated the falsehood.

He nodded to his subordinates and walked into the company.

"Good morning."

Hirodaka Nito sat in his seat, watching the message from Momoze Narumi: [What's going on!Is the general manager in love?His smile today is KIRAKIRA's discharge! 】

He sighed, and silently put away the headphones hanging on his head.

It's a good thing it's the general manager. Yesterday I told myself to work hard, and today it will be done.

How to say, respect.

In the game, it is a ruthless person who recruits critical strikes.

The author has something to say:

Emiya Mama was eaten to death www

(If it is a unit, it will end here!)

(Next is the irresponsible little brain hole)

But the general matriarchal characters (Laiguang's mother pulled out the knife) are easy to be eaten to death!

And, why should I watch the third episode ahhh!

hateful!

It was really painful for me to write!

The mind is full of Mash Lixiang, a natural match!

as well as!Is there anything you want to buy in the Double Eleven pre-sale~~~