I am also trying hard not to overturn the car today [Comprehensive Sword]

In California, I was still worrying about when I put in such a rice cake. Asazawa was already familiar with tearing open the package, quietly twisting a piece, and throwing it into his mouth, smacking his mouth.

"California is delicious."

"I'm not familiar with this yet, Master Asazawa!" the suddenly heartbroken California Kiyomitsu yelled in a broken voice.

"Nani, Nani, is it ready for dinner?"

"No, please wait another half an hour!"

The frantic New Year's Eve dinner and the melee of the restless children made California Qingguang feel that he has grown up and his soul has been sublimated, which is really moving.

On the night of the reunion, even the prodigal son who is wandering outside will speed up his pace in the wind and snow, rush home in a hurry, have a hot meal, drink a cup of hot tea, no matter how big the estrangement and conflicts are, in this special festival Will also put it down for now.

The trio of Matsushita private schools with different beliefs, on this night, just like more than ten years ago, huddled together in a crowded hut, eating hot pot lively, you laughed at my poor knife skills, and I stabbed you that the plate was not right .

Because it was a rare festival, both Shinbaji and Kagura were filled with sake by Gintoki, and the two little guys were directly put to the ground.

Asakura Asazawa waved his hand, California Kiyomitsu took the lead, picked up one in each hand, and carried the little ones into the well-packed hut next door for a nap.

"So, what happened when I was away for so many years?" After the loss of two noisy juniors, the whole room seemed to be paused. The realism, the helplessness of the adult world.

Asakura Asazawa sighed, feeling that things were a bit troublesome, whether it was Gintoki or Takasugi, in the previous quarrel, the three sentences could not be separated from that time, Teacher Matsuyo.

He can understand Gao Shan's words, after all, this guy is a paternalist in Xiao Xianyu's diary.

I have great admiration for Matsuyo-sensei, but Gintoki's words...

Why, when questioned, did she look like a little daughter-in-law who lost her virginity?

"...Lord Asakura God, are you too late to descend to the mortal world? Why do you think your words are getting more and more amazing, Yin?"

"Pfft, a little daughter-in-law in a feudal society who lost her virginity?" Gui, who had a very low smile, just fell down with a smile, but was suddenly startled, with a surprised expression, "I see, when I invited you to join the barbarian army so many times, you Is the reason for the refusal actually because of marriage?"

Gui, with a hurt face, was heartbroken, "Why didn't you tell me, Yinshi? Aren't we best friends? Why didn't you let me witness the most important moment in your life?"

"..."

"Tch." Gao Shan sat on the side by the window, exhaled a cloud of smoke, raised his eyebrows, and smiled.

This smile is like a cold winter wind, blowing away the heating in the house, cold and decadent yet with an absolute sense of presence announcing the harshness of winter, "Why Ze, didn't Yinshi tell you?"

The overwhelming malice is like a fire of karma, trying to burn up the world. Shinsuke Takasugi is like a ghost returning from hell, watching the world with cold eyes full of hostility.

"Gao Shan!" Yin Shi let out a low voice, and quickly picked up a few slices of tender beef from the hot pot soup, laughing, "If you don't eat it, the beef will be old."

Shinsuke Takasugi didn't care at all, looking coldly at the past, the ghost who returned from purgatory was mixed with the coldness of the Santu River, he waded through the rancid and cold Santu River, and returned to the ground, disregarding ethics, just He wanted to make a big fuss, so he felt that what Yinshi was doing at this time was like a clown jumping on the beam, but this resentment, after a long time, never dissipated.

But he couldn't hate it anymore, because Sakata Gintoki had already received the greatest punishment since that knife.

"Are you going to stop me, Gintoki?" Gao Shan said, "But what angle are you standing in to stop me? Ze is also a disciple of Master Songyang."

"I..." So Yinshi fell silent, as if his back was broken by a boulder rolling down from the cliff, he buried his head in the dining table, picked up the wine on the table in boredom, and drank from the bottle Down.

This conversation, which was like playing charades, made Xiao Xianyu feel a stomach ache, and he felt a little dizzy. California Qingguang quickly stuffed a pinch ball into Xiao Xianyu's palm, letting him use it to relax.

Asakura Asazawa took over the pinched small cardboard, and the foam cardboard was crackled by the little fairy fish. The inexplicable decompression made people feel sore teeth, and it became the only sound in the quiet environment, which was particularly ear-piercing. .

"So, tell me, what happened to Songyang."

"Teacher Songyang... is dead." Gui, who was still raving just now, sat back on his cushion, hoarse, as if tearing out his own soul, peeling it into pieces, and sticking it back on.

"Oh." Ma Ze nodded, without sadness or joy, calmly accepted the bad news.

He raised his hand and stopped Yin Shi who was about to say something, "Okay, the meal is almost done, you can go back."

Ruthlessly, he began to sweep people out, took out three New Year's gifts from the living room, and threw one at each person, "Remember to put the treasure ship under the pillow when you go back."

Regardless of the three people in the wind and snow, they actually expressed that as long as he closed the door fast enough, he would not hear the news he didn't want to know.

The whole house became deserted again, such trivial matters as washing the dishes and mopping the floor were all diligently cleaned by the conscientious little paper man with a mop and broom, silently and orderly.

Until a long time later, a slip of paper was stuffed into the wooden fence, with only an address written on it without beginning or end. Qing Guang held the note, "Master Asazawa?"

Asakura Asazawa took the note and threw it into the stove without looking at it, "Qingguang~ I want to eat grilled oranges~"

California Kiyomitsu sat beside Asakura Asazawa, opened his mouth, and comforted him, "Don't be too sad, Mr. Asazawa."

Annoyed inwardly, it would be great if he was stable at this time. He is really not good at comforting people or something, so he can only lower his head dully, peel off the orange peel, put the orange on the stove, and roast it. It was warm, so I handed it over with confidence.

"Actually, I can't remember what Songyang looked like." After a long pause, Asakura Asazawa finally said, "But I always feel that we will fall into this time and space, probably because before joining the Government of Time, I used to be in The world has stayed."

"Master Asazawa..."

The little fairy fish bit her lip tightly, and inadvertently pressed hard, even oozing blood, "California, let me paint your nails."

"Ugh?"

"Didn't you agree last time? I'll paint your nails when I get back."

California Qingguang glanced at Maze, then smiled and nodded, "Yeah!"

Anyway, it's better to divert Master Asazawa's attention first.

So he took out a whole box of colorful nail polishes, tapped the storage box, "What color should I paint?"

"Don't you like red?"

"If you keep painting this color, it doesn't feel like anything new."

"That's it." Asazawa nodded, glanced at rows of colorful nail polishes, and then picked out a bottle, "Do you want to try this color?"

"Oh, it's plum black." California Qingguang was unwilling to admit that his aunt's aesthetic was so straight, "Why do you want me to paint this color?"

"Because it feels very suitable for California." Xiao Xianyu pulled up California's slender but sensual hands, and after watching for a long time, nodded affirmatively, "California's hands are super white, and they must look good with black."

Qing Guang blushed. This person seemed to have stars in his eyes. The feeling of being loved and needed made California feel so excited. He even wanted to sing aloud, but he held back his overly excited heart. , nodded slightly, "Well, let's go with this color, I like it very much."

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