Jiu Tun Doji's Notes v

Under Shuten's strong attack, Ibaraki Doji, who still belonged to the school of gentlemen on paper, was obviously a little bit overwhelmed.

The booklet given by Aoyuki Deng is static, and Ibaraki roughly understands the correct "posture", but if we talk about the feeling a little bit more... It's not that there is no time to implement it.

Being hinted by the tip of the tongue, they loosened their lips and teeth, and explored deep into the warm depths of the mouth. After the breath blended, a wonderful feeling exploded from the chest and rose up. When they separated, they were both breathing unsteadily. flushed.

"How does it feel?" Jiu Tun raised his lips, and was satisfied to see Ibaraki's blurred eyes. This monster who was ready to move but with jerky skills probably felt like trying a French kiss for the first time.

However, still waiting for the excitement of the first battle to pass, the monster in front of him suddenly regained his composure, turned to hold the back of the ghost king's head, tilted his head and kissed it again.

Jiu Tun wanted to turn his head, but let the ghost hold his chin, half-forced to accept, Ibaraki's breathing was hotter than before, and he even teased the other's tongue lightly without his teacher, making the kiss longer and more tender asphyxia.

"Hmm... Ibaraki?" After finally getting a chance to breathe, Shuten felt that Ibaraki was biting his neck lightly without leaving any space, and could not help but grunt.

The delicate skin on the side of the neck is very sensitive, so a kiss like this can easily leave some marks.

Feeling the ghost's hands rubbing his waist, and even unintentionally reaching to the back and lower position, Jiu Tun simply raised his hand and pushed his second hand on the tender grass, and then knelt down firmly on the other side on the waist.

The two adult monsters are breathing unsteadily, and their eyes are burning with desire. However, there are always inappropriate voices that will disturb and mix in.

"Kintaro, are you hungry? If you're hungry, can mother-in-law make rice cakes for you?"

Not far away came the sound of unhurried footsteps, as well as old inquiries.

Shuten and Ibaraki paused in their movements, waited for a while, and saw that there was no sound, and continued to scramble to pull the armor, untie the belt, and untie the belt.

however……

"Kintaro, my mother-in-law is also very hungry, no one is willing to make a dozen sticky rice for us, where are all the kind-hearted people in this world?"

The unhurried footsteps circled back again, and the same voice sounded again, with another word but still the same meaning.

Shuten felt his temples throbbing, and he pressed Ibaraki's breastplate with one hand, and he could tear it clean with just one touch.

pity……

"Kintaro-"

Enough!

The evil ghost, who had completely lost interest, got up angrily, turned around and straightened his clothes, Ibaraki sat up slowly, patted the fallen leaves in his hair, and then silently straightened the breastplate.

Next time I do business, I must find a place with good scenery, good atmosphere and no other people. I am bathed in this kind of bad-mouthing lament. Who is in the mood to put the monster in front of me to sleep?

Walking out of that secret little world, Jiu Tun looked gloomy to see which guy who didn't care about the atmosphere interrupted his interest.

On the long main road of Dajiang Mountain, an old woman with a hunched back was holding a cane. She was wearing a cloth pocket and holding a boy in one hand.

The young man was very thin, he was wearing baggy clothes, the clothes were obviously not his size, the color was very old, it seemed that the clothes were discarded from somewhere and were just for this child to wear.

What's more strange is that this child has blond hair, and his skin is so white that it seems to have lost its color. He always lowers his head, and his bangs are too long to cover his eyes, which makes people look down on his expression.

Seeing Jiu Tun, the old woman seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and said slowly, "Can that kind-hearted old woman help me beat sticky rice into rice cakes? Little Kintaro and I are too hungry to walk."

Looking for someone to make rice cakes, then go to the human village at the bottom of the mountain, what are you doing here on my mountain full of pits and monsters?

[Please ask the host to take Granny Shan and Kintaro to find a place where you can hammer sticky rice to satisfy the old lady's wish. 】Suddenly, 233 reminded Jiu Tun to help the old and young of unknown origin in front of him.

Another strange temporary task?

Jiu Tun asked Grandma Shan: "Who told you to come here?"

"God sent me here, saying that there are kind-hearted people here who will help me beat sticky rice into rice cakes." The old woman stuttered, and her cloudy old eyes looked at Jiu Tun, as if she was too old to recognize what was in front of her. Whether it is a human or a monster.

god?

Jiu Tun thought, I don't know which gods I have provoked in this big country to bring him such trouble.

"Come with me."

Shuten couldn't confirm the other party's intentions. The old woman repeated the words of making sticky rice into rice cakes, like some kind of ritual. As for the blond child, Jiuten smelled like a human being, but when he looked closely, he didn't quite like it. picture.

When it comes to making rice cakes, Sando has a full set of tools. He summons monsters to make sticky rice for the old woman, and Jiu Tun sits on a wooden stake and looks at Sando who is sweating and showing off his muscles.

The monster hammered the sticky rice balls in the wooden trough. At the beginning, the white balls were only the size of a football, but under Shantong's hammer, they swelled more and more, like the dough that was stimulated. This made Shantong couldn't help sighing: "Is it magic? This is the first time I have seen rice cake dumplings that can grow up by themselves."

The old woman looked at the fatter and whiter dough, with a gratified smile on her wrinkled old face, and she muttered: "It's better to make it bigger, it's enough for Kintaro to eat, and it's good to grow your body after eating it."

Jiu Tun couldn't help but glanced at the child who was quietly sitting next to him. How could this thin little boy eat so much?

"Little ghost, how old are you?" The ghost king decided to speak up.

"...13 years old." It took a long time for the blond boy to reply in a low voice. He buried his head in the ground lower, as if he was very introverted.

Isn't that about the same age as Qingming and the others?

Shuten was dumbfounded, because even if Kintaro said he was eight years old, Jiuten felt appropriate.

After a while, Shantong's movements stopped, and the monster stared worriedly at the rice cake dumpling that had overflowed the wooden trough and swelled almost as tall as him, muttering inexplicably: "How can it become so big? A ball? Is this really the rice cake hammered out of that small ball of sticky rice at that time? It can’t even be moved.”

However, Grandma Yama greeted Kintaro happily, and the child jumped down from the wooden stake without making a sound, walked to the ball of rice cakes, held a wooden spoon in his little hand, and filled several bowls.

He handed it to Grandma Shan first, then Shan Tong, then Shuten and Ibaraki, and finally he picked up his own bowl.

"My mother-in-law is old, and she brought her own sticky rice, and the rice cakes made by Santo, and you brought us to find Sando." Kintaro said this, and he had already eaten a portion of rice cakes, and then he filled another portion for himself .

This sentence roughly explains the order in which Kintaro sent rice cakes. Shuten tasted the rice cakes and felt that the raw sticky rice should be some kind of divine species. It will grow by itself, and it tastes fragrant and soft. .

The child should be very hungry, but he still distributed food to others according to the order of etiquette, and then began to eat his own portion, and he ate it in a gentle manner, bowl after bowl, really quickly overwhelmed the small mountain. The rice cake was swallowed.

Shuten looked at Kintaro's flat belly, suspecting that it was connected to another world space.

After eating all the rice cakes, Yamaba took Kintaro to say goodbye to Shuten.

"Thank you kind people, we will repay you in the future." Yamaba said, leading Kintaro to bow to Shuten.

The child bent down, and when he straightened up again, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Shuten-douji.

The sea-like blue eyes flashed away from under the broken golden hair, and then, Kintaro lowered his head again, not daring to look directly at others.

"Where are you going next?" Jiu Tun would not be able to figure out why these two came to Dajiangshan for a while. He only thought that if they really had nowhere to go, they would live here until Kintaro grew up and was able to support them. It is okay for him to leave when he is with Grandma Shan.

Granny Shan shook her head and said, "The god has already told us that we will go to Heianjing next, and an adult will adopt Kintaro."

……

Ping An Jing, He Mao Yin Yang Liao.

He Mao Baoxian knocked on Qingming's door, but got no response.

This is already the third day that Qingming locked himself in the house. During these three days, his junior didn't even come out, as if he was engrossed in doing some kind of research in the house.

So He Mao said loudly: "Qingming, Yushouji and Boya are here to play? Aren't you coming out?"

After speaking, after listening for a while, I found that there was still no movement in the room.

Shouldn't there be some danger?For example, what taboo technique was studied, and the result was backlash?

With all kinds of possibilities crossing his mind, He Mao Baoxian immediately pushed open the door, and first suppressed the door with a paper talisman to prevent this rash entry from destroying the formation Seimei had set up in the house.

However, after he entered the room, he found that Qingming was sitting in front of a small hexagram pattern in the room, with many blue symbols scattered around.

As for Seimei himself, with dark circles under his eyes, he looked back at He Mao with a tired face, and murmured in despair, "No way..."

He had a scroll in his hand, which recorded the list of "rare monsters" that Shuten said.

Divide monsters into four grades: SSR, SR, R, and N (Seimei himself doesn’t know the meaning of these characters). The rarer monsters have more “S”. The list was reported to Qingming, and the young onmyoji drew up a manuscript when he returned to his dormitory, and then began his journey of summoning.

Mountain Boy, Red Tongue, Money Rat...

It's been three days, but he hasn't even summoned a monster with S.

What the hell is this?Is he cursed?

The young onmyoji, who has always been admired for his outstanding abilities and superb spells, encountered Waterloo for the first time, and his self-confidence was greatly hit.

Ka Mo comforted him: "Seimei, this might just be a joke of that monster. At that time, Shuten-douji was obviously a little drunk."

Qingming shook his head, and handed a blue talisman to He Mao: "Try it."

He Mao Baoxian hesitated, drew a straight line on the talisman with a brush, and then threw the paper talisman into the hexagram array, a dazzling pink light popped out, and then, a beautiful long-legged woman with long flowing hair and smooth appearance appeared in the In the magic circle, she lazily smoked her cigarette bag, glanced at the two onmyojis, and said in a charming voice, "Oh, are you having a fight? It's so cute."

"Yan Yan Luo?" He Mo looked at the woman similar to the monster in Hyakki Eri.

Seimei grabbed the scroll and looked at the level - SR.

No, he doesn't believe in this evil.

"Where's Boya? Where is he?" Qingming's eyes turned cold, and He Mao saw his junior brother showing such an expression, and knew that the other party was going to be serious.

No, Qingming is too dangerous when he is serious. It seems that he should let Boya go home first to avoid it?It's better not to let these two teenagers meet.

He Mao was thinking about how to get out, but Boya and Yu Shouji found the door by themselves.

"come over."

Seeing the samurai, Qingming couldn't help but pull him into the room, stuffed the blue talisman into his hand, pointed at the magic circle and said, "Draw something casually and throw it in."

With the magic circle drawn by him, even ordinary people can summon some monsters.

The little samurai didn't think too much, just randomly tapped on the talisman paper with a brush, and threw it into the magic circle.

A burst of blinding brilliance--

"Ah, the world? Let's turn this place into a sea of ​​flowers, it must be beautiful."

The female monster sitting on the other side of the flower slowly opened a pair of beautiful eyes, quietly staring at the boy who summoned her to the present world.

Qingming: "..."

Boya looked at the monster he had summoned, and looked at the Onmyoji with some puzzlement: "Who is this?"

The young Onmyoji held back, and slowly clenched his fists, but in the end, he was defeated by his young temper, which was difficult to control. He suddenly stepped forward, raised his hand and pushed the little samurai.

Caught off guard by being pushed, Boya sat on the ground, staring blankly at the boy who suddenly made an attack.

Then, he saw that the pair of beautiful blue eyes painted with red fox patterns were dripping with tears, and the delicate and mature face that was always deliberately put on on weekdays was completely collapsed at this moment, revealing that his age The mood swings that children should have.

"Boya or something, I hate it the most!"

After leaving a word, the little onmyoji rubbed his eyes and rushed out the door without looking back.

"Hey, Qingming—" It was the first time He Mao saw his junior brother lose his composure like this, so he quickly got up and chased Qingming out.

With Yu Shouji's support, Boya stood up, not knowing why, and said, "He rushed up suddenly, and I didn't even realize it."

It's just a young lady summoned, do you need to be so angry?The fall made his back ache.

Boya rubbed his waist, thinking that in the future, this bad-tempered onmyoji must also experience the feeling of back pain. Then, he said to the new monster: "Can you become smaller? Small, like a Lycoris Flowers, then I can raise you and Kaguya Hime together."

……

A minute later, Yu Shou Ji and Boya were sitting in Qingming's room, the little warrior was holding a red Bana flower, they were chatting while waiting for Kamo Baoxian to bring back the young onmyoji who was so angry and crying.

"Recently, my father went hunting in the mountains and picked up a child." Yu Shouji told Boya the stories that happened at home in the past few days. The color of the white flowers is average."

"Does he have any abilities? Let His Excellency Minamoto Raimitsu adopt him?" Boya was curious.

"According to his father, the child has great strength. When they met, the child was fighting a bear and had the upper hand." Yu Shouji recalled the other party's thin arms and legs, and it was a bit hard to imagine the scene of the other party fighting the bear.

This kid named Kintaro, except for his appetite, there is nothing in his body that seems to have something to do with such things as infinite strength.

"So powerful? I kind of want to compete with him." The samurai struggled with each other, and Boya really wanted to meet this brave young man. "By the way, what's his name?"

Yu Shouji said: "The child said his name was Kintaro, but my father said that this name was too common and unworthy of him, so he named him Sakata Kintoki."

The author has something to say: Ahhh, I have finally written all the points to be buried.

_(:з"∠)_

The number of words exploded at once.

Sakata Kintoki, formerly known as Kintaro, is said to be a child raised by a monster called Yamabashi. He is born with great strength and is a fierce general under Minamoto Raimiko.

Shanba is a kind of monster who lives in the mountains and looks like an old lady, who knows what people are thinking.There are good and bad ones in the mountain basking, some bestow good harvests and wealth on the land, and some eat the travelers who lodge in their homes.

Pounding rice cakes is also one of the legends of Yamabashi.

In FGO, Minamoto Larimitsu, Shuten, and Ibaraki are feminized, while Kintoki writes men according to the original history, making a grand emotional entanglement,,,

Well, let me do things in a different way =w=

The next chapter opens a new world, and the elementary school students of death are coming