Yokohama Slag God will never overturn

Things have changed far beyond everyone's expectations.

Beside the wood-carved and hollowed-out window, Fu Sangshen with milky white hair was lazily leaning against the window sill. The wide hem of the hunting clothes was scattered on the ground due to the owner's random movements, and the slender ribbon-like satin was like a stream. Like crouching on the ground.

Hidekiri rested his chin with one hand, and caressed the head of the inner sword casually with the other hand, his golden eyes narrowed slightly, watching his slender fingers interspersed in the hair of the same color as his own. He hooked his lips quite well.

Just at this time, there was a breeze entering the room through the wide open window, lifting the hair scattered around the cheeks and causing the clothes to shake slightly.

Looking down at the little guy lying in his arms, with one hand tightly grabbing the fabric of his chest, Hidekiri recalled the reaction of the group of people in Genji's main family during this period, and couldn't help chuckling.

"Who would have thought that Fu Sangshen, whom I didn't care about at first, but who was regarded as a substitute, would make me so interested?"

The slightly cool fingertips landed on Xiao Wu's cheek, and slid down along the other's fleshy face. Seeing the other party shivering because of the coldness, Hu Qier found it even more interesting.

When he saw this child for the first time, Mustache really didn't pay much attention to it.

As the respected Fusangshen, Higashikiri, who grew up being admired and served by everyone in Genji, is like a standard nobleman. It also has a little bit of frivolity and rebellion that is hard to be noticed by young people.

In response to the head of the family's proposal and the shock of his younger brother being sent away, now that he suddenly knows that there will be an unfamiliar blade occupying his brother's position, Mustache's repressed rebellious heart rises.

It's just that he remembered his identity after all, and Hu Qie didn't say anything on the surface, and even smiled to express that he obeyed the arrangement of the Patriarch, but there was still repulsion and disgust in his heart.

The target is not only the Ping family who caused all this, but also the incompetent lord, himself, and... the innocent implicated sword named Xiaowu.

"Knowing that the other party is indeed innocent, but there is no way to control the hatred of the other party."

Once, Higakiri sat in his bedroom and thought so.

However, to his own surprise, the development of the matter exceeded his expectations, and his own emotional changes slapped his face.

When I first saw that Xiaofu who was too similar to himself with red eyes, resisting fear and standing in the corner, trying to keep calm; As a result, when he was surprised by the obedient gesture of the other party; when Mustache heard the child looking at him and whispering his name, the development of the situation became uncontrollable.

Higakiri couldn't figure out what he was thinking, what kind of mood he had overturned the first plan of "staying away from the other party", and went to intentionally approach and tease the other party.

Even, Mustache secretly took Xiao Wu to climb the roof behind the owner's back to watch the stars and the moon.

Although it caused the other party to almost catch a cold later, Mustache still looked at the little Fu Sangshen who fell asleep in his arms and rubbed the back of his head with silly joy afterwards.

Therefore, when Xiaowu came to Genji, many people who were sitting and waiting to see her jokes were surprised to see that their Chongbao put the blade in his arms and carried it everywhere, looking like a baby. look.

"Why does your face hurt?"

At the end of the memory, Mustache lowered his head to look at Xiao Wu in his arms, whom he had managed to gain a high favorability with, and inexplicably felt pain in his face.

Touching his chin, he carefully thought about whether he had hurt his face in today's training, and finally came to a conclusion——

"Should it be a psychological effect? ​​Or maybe it's that group of rotten bastards from the Ping family stabbing me in the back again."

Skillfully throwing the blame to the opponent's house, Mustache felt in his heart that "Ping's family is still as insidious and cunning as ever", and at the same time planned to wait for the little one in his arms to wake up and put "cherish life, stay away from Ping's family" Teach this truth to the other party.

"Rule [-]: None of the Ping family is a good thing, long live Genji!"

"Rule number two, if you see someone from the Ping family, beat them if you can beat them, and if you can't beat them, run away."

"Rule number three, be careful of an old crow in the Ping family who claims to be the father of the sword. The old crow's mouth is a deceiving ghost, and the blackness of his heart is directly proportional to the color of his hair."

Xiao Wu, who had just woken up and was still a little dazed, looked at the urgently processed rules that had been stuffed into his hands, and the ink hadn't completely dried up. A huge question mark on his little head was about to become real.

Noticing Xiaowu's confusion, Mustache did not spoil the child's cognition at all, but said solemnly: "These are all my personal experiences, and now I leave it to Xiaowu without reservation, I hope Xiaowu can remember oh."

Feeling a bit embarrassed, he lowered his head and looked at the words in the manual. Xiao Wu, who felt that he couldn't understand anything, nodded silently while holding the book.

Even if I can't understand it, but if it is given by Mr. Hikiri, then... there will be no mistakes.

My father said that she doesn't need to worry about anything, she just needs to be obedient.

Well, since Mr. Hikiri said that these need to be remembered, let's write it down.

After the overly obedient Xiaowu received the "Rules of Survival of Genji Fusangshen" gifted by Hakiri from friendship, he gnawed on the book for several days.

Because of her lack of literacy, it still took a lot of energy for Xiaowu to memorize all the short lines fluently and write them silently.

And aware of the recent abnormality of the little cutie who was finally abducted, Huqiri fell into a long silence after grabbing Xiaowu and asking the reason carefully.

Although he knew that his little cutie was very obedient, Tochikiri, who didn't expect the other party to be so obedient, was still a little shocked.

"Xiao Wu, I can teach you."

Looking at the three-headed Xiaotuanzi, Mustakiri rubbed Xiaowu's head with an elegant smile, then rolled up his sleeves and started to be a teacher, teaching his own children carefully while not forgetting to stuff the other party with some personal emotions. smuggled goods.

For example, "You can never defend me in this world", "Brother, I am your most important person", "Ping's old crow is the most annoying", etc. Mustache spared no effort to fill Xiaowu's head .

Later, Xiaowu, who had finished studying for a day, was lying in his bed, dizzy, his head was full of an abstract style, an old, ugly, fierce, and bald crow chasing himself and Mustache. Head pecking image.

"very scary!"

Quickly shaking his head to get this terrible picture out of his mind, Little Wu Fei patted his face vigorously, and decided to have a good sleep.

"If that little Karasuma of the Taira family is really that scary... Well, when I grow up, I will take good care of Higiri-sama."

After all, Mustache-sama has a gentle smile and looks good-looking, with stars in his eyes, rubbing her head and telling her stories, hugging her and feeding her nice snacks.

Counting the care I have encountered in the past few days from Huqiri, Xiao Wu's consciousness gradually loosened, and he fell into a dream uncontrollably.

"It's just... Hikiri-sama... looks too thin..."

It doesn't look at all like his father's muscular body, and his palms are not as rough and thick as his father's.

Although, they all gave her a full sense of security.But, as expected, I still want to protect them...

Uh... my lord...

Before falling asleep completely, Xiaowu suddenly remembered that since she came to Genji, it seemed that she hadn't thought of her father for a long time.

Every day, too many things fill her life and occupy her thinking space, leaving her no time to recall the past, the time when she lived with the knife maker.

Something seems wrong...

But Xiao Wu, who was still unable to find out what went wrong, finally fell asleep. The moment before his consciousness dissipated, only a vague thought of "Anyway, the Patriarch and Mr. Mustache will not make mistakes" remained in his mind.

After a long sleep, Xiaowu's mental state was not very good the next day.Even though she was trying to make herself less obvious, it was still the same as if she hadn't covered up her eyes.

"Did you have a nightmare yesterday?"

Hugging Xiaowu in his arms as usual, feeling the warmth and softness of the embrace, Mustache threw the book aside casually, lowered his head and asked Xiaowu in a low voice, and at the same time helped her tidy up some things with the other hand quite skillfully. messy hair.

"No... no."

He shook his head hesitantly, Xiaowu's eyes were a little dull, and his thoughts were still stuck in the extremely brutal nightmare at night.

Being chased and spanked by a big crow, and being swung away by the other party's wings... Hey, it's better not to think about it.

Mustache, who saw through the little guy in his arms who was not telling the truth, did not puncture Xiao Wu, but after thinking for a while, recalled some information he knew, and tentatively said: "Xiao Wu has always been very good. .”

Hey?

Looking at the blade holding her in doubt, Xiao Wu was a little puzzled.

Seeing this, Mustache looked at her and continued: "Xiao Wu, it seems that he has never shown his liking. No matter what I do or give Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu always accepts it with a smile."

The fingertips revealing warmth fell on Xiaowu's eyebrows, and for the first time some complicated emotions appeared in the golden eyes of mustache.

Unexpectedly, Mustache asked this question, and Xiao Wu told the other party the answer without thinking too much.

"Because it's Mr. Hikiri."

Looking up at the stunned Hikakiri, Xiao Wu said these words with an overly candid and natural attitude, as if it was a matter of course: "If it is the head of the family and Mr. Hikari, then I don't need to think too much. , as long as you are obedient."

Not knowing how cruel the truth is contained in his words, Xiao Wu just obediently and simply followed the words, and practiced the words honestly and perfectly.

And Xiao Wu, who was just a cub who didn't know much about anything, suddenly went dark.

Before she had time to panic, Xiao Wu felt the warm breath coming from her neck, and sensed the approach of the blade holding her. Then, she heard mustache's faintly unsteady voice, which seemed to be suppressing something. into the ear.

"Really? But, Xiao Wu, this sentence is wrong."

mistake?

Xiaowu didn't quite understand, but because of his habitual obedience, he didn't have any objection. It was just the first time that he fell into confusion because of conflicting cognitions.

What Hikiri-sama said is the truth, but the words that gave her this cognition are now being rejected by Hikiri.

I don't know if he guessed what Xiao Wu was thinking, but soon, Mustache spoke again.

"This is wrong, Xiao Wu."

"No blade wants to obey others without thinking of its own. Even if that so-called other is me."

"Remember, you have to learn to think and feel for yourself."

"Sometimes, it's not a good habit to be overly obedient, it's just to obey your own heart occasionally."

"This is what I want to teach you, Xiaowu."

Xiao Wu, who accepted this point of view for the first time, didn't know what to do, as if his own world collapsed suddenly, besides panic, he was more confused and panicked.

Because faintly, Xiao Wu realized that these words of Mustache would bring her some profound, indelible changes that would have serious consequences.

However, at this moment, Xiao Wu still nodded slowly, pinching the sleeve of Mustache as before and saying, "Okay".

The author has something to say:

Little Ancestor: ...Is it still too late to kill that traitor?

(Sooner or later, I will be pissed to death by that Yuanjia rebellious son)

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Falling into the mud is mainly from the perspective of cubs, and some information will not be given.

In addition, the relationship between the little ancestor and Brother Mustache...is really "good" in this book...

Ah, by the way

Mustache’s perspective will be added later.

There is another update today, I, Niu Gulu, will do what I say, and I will make up the second update! ! ! !

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