Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

"Ji Jun, there are guests."

Shiori was stunned for a few seconds, and her ignorant eyes glanced at Fukuzawa Yukichi who was calm and imposing.

Ah yes, there are still guests.

I don't know why, but I don't think he is a guest at all.

There was an awkward feeling of "wanting to be cute in front of him" and the feeling of "it seems a little familiar, it's fine to roll around in front of him", which were contradictory and extremely distinct.

However, if he doesn't solve the problem of being quilt now, he will definitely retract his head into the shell like a snail again.

Obviously things are more urgent here.

Shiori made up her mind and let out a wow.

The fake cry was just a bluff, but the girl's sweet and crisp voice still echoed in the restaurant.

The portion of the children's set meal is relatively small, and she had already eaten almost the contents of the small bowl before she pretended to cry, and she even slid off the chair directly when she was yelling.

Although she looks delicate and frail, her movements don't seem to be strenuous at all, and she got into Yamabukiri's "quilt" with a few clicks.

Shiori hid her small face behind him, and wrapped her blond-haired Fusangshen's waist with a pair of slender little hands, because she barely wrapped around his waist under the quilt, tightly pulling his underwear. The fabric of the fanfu involuntarily crawled behind him, hiding himself tightly.

"Ji...Ji Jun!"

Yamabuchi Kunihiro was taken aback by the sudden contact, half twisted his waist and wanted to pull her.

Because of the face of "close to social death", it is one step closer to boiling water.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

A milky grievance bubble sounded from behind him in a daze, and Xiao Shizhi buried her face in Yamaba's red underwear, and the cotton and linen material was wrinkled into two balls by her.

"How is it possible! And don't let me be punished..."

Just a moment ago, the tone of the tone became weak again.The inferiority complex of being an "imitation product" rose unconsciously in my heart.

As a god-inspector who can forge three-day moon Zongjin at the beginning of forging a knife, he is an ideal master with a cheerful personality and strong spiritual power.

Even if it seems that the body is not in good health now, it is only a false "sickness" caused by too strong strength and a mismatch of growth and development, and the relationship with the master cultivated since childhood will be relatively deeper,

There will never be a better candidate for a god judge.

A knife with no characteristics like myself is absolutely...

"But being caught sounds cute..."

The little girl hugged his white quilt without letting go, rubbing her cheeks against the fabric that smelled of lavender after drying.

"And this appellation obviously sounds very appropriate, being quilted, quilted, quilted."

She seemed to have a little temper, and she couldn't be annoying. She stubbornly called her nickname, and her cling became tighter.

"……I see."

What else can I do, I can only pamper her.

“Being awesome!”

She immediately put away her crying face, cried out joyfully, hid behind him and carefully poked out half of her face to aim at Yaoyan.

……

Ten seconds later.

Still being dragged to take medicine by the guardians like a cat pinching the back of its neck.

The young and immature Shiori did not expect such a plot development at all, with a bewildered expression on his face, and even "betrayed" "true tears" in his eyes.

The translation by Fukuzawa Yukichi who is familiar with her character is roughly——

"Obviously I have tried so hard to act like a baby, why?!"

"Woooooooo, I feel wronged and angry."

"You adults bully children!"

Whoop whoop, cough cough cough.

"Be-be-cough cough"

The dying Shiori shook her feet.

"Ji Jun, that medicine research..."

Toshiro, who is 1.5 meters tall and has an aura of [-] meters, swept over with sharp eyes.

Yamabagiri: I tried my best, really tried my best.

Also accompanied by this farce, Shiori spent eight out of ten of the energy she had accumulated for a long time... Nine times, the coughing in her throat was overwhelming again, and her cheeks that were flushed after laughing and playing were stained with a sickly red again.

She restrained her joking resistance almost instantly, and skillfully pulled away a comforting smile.

The peach blossom eyes that have not yet opened in childhood are relatively round and lovely, but when the pale eye ends are dyed with that layer of magnificent color, and the crystal water drops stay on the lower eyelids, and still flicker tenaciously under the flickering eyelash feathers, The little girl's face showed a calmness that did not match her age.

"I'm sorry...for making you worry."

she blurted out.

Most of the children who have been ill for a long time have two polarities in their personalities, they are either too willful, or they are cute and distressed. Shiori is obviously the latter.

"Ji Jun, after drinking the medicine, I'll get you some candies, okay?"

Fu Sangshen avoided the subject very thoughtfully.

"But you must, you must drink medicine."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Maturity and indifference are broken in ten seconds by Weak Haw.

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After taking the medicine and taking a nap for another hour, Xiao Shiori was allowed to wrap her cloak and leave the room to breathe.

She finally found Fukuzawa Yukichi secretly, carrying snacks and a tray with juice and green tea.

Using a word like "find up" is somewhat inappropriate, but it's about the same.

He was sitting on the porch floor looking at Honmaru's garden.

The climate in Honmaru is controlled by Shiori, who is a god-judgment. Naturally, Shiori will not make himself unhappy. Although it is winter and there are still white snowflakes in the garden, the temperature is not low, even in the garden. There are also many new buds emerging.

However, in such an environment, she still wore a white fluffy cloak with small silver flowers embroidered on the outer corner.The bright hair was wrapped in a soft rabbit fur hat, but there were still two restless strands poking out, making the whole face look even smaller.

"Well, sorry, I haven't asked how to call it until now."

She put the tray on the edge of the porch, and imitated Fukuzawa Yukichi's movement to the floor, the white soft foot bag wrapped her immature feet, and her ankles were hidden under the long cloak that almost dragged the floor.

Xiao Shiori, who was fully armed, swayed her legs up and down, looked up at him, with clear doubts in her eyes.

"Fukuzawa Yukichi."

"Then... Mr. Yuji."

Xiao Shiori thought for a while, handed him the poured tea, and took a sip by herself holding the small cup that was probably filled with orange juice.

Most of the flowers in the garden are half-opened and half-closed, which is not a stunning sight, but the fragrance of the two wintersweet plants is floating, and the air is full of lingering fragrance.

There was a rustling sound under the edge porch, Xiao Shizhi put down the cup skillfully, and she glanced at the garden.

I don't know where I found a pair of slippers, squatted down on the shoes, and after a while, I skillfully fished out a fox from under the board.

"Sure enough, it's Fox's help, are you stealing fried tofu in your secret base again?"

She stroked the little fox's head with an intimate tone.

"Yeah, I was discovered by Jun Ji."

Probably Shikigami's fox scratched his fluffy ears with its claws, as if a little embarrassed.

"Really, the little uncle of Awataguchi's family has not arrived yet, and Mr. Little Fox Maru that Grandpa Mikazuki said has not appeared yet. There is no other fox in the whole Hommaru to fight with you..."

"hey-hey(﹃)"

The little fox, who looked alert but looked more silly and cute, rubbed his master's hand fawningly, and took away the last piece of fried tofu.

Watching the little fox wagging its tail go away, Shiori suddenly sat down on the cushion again.

"Does Mr. Yukichi know me? Hmm...or maybe it's not me in this timeline?"

? !

Why did you guess so accurately in the first place?

Fukuzawa Yukichi felt that the sip of tea that had just entered his throat jumped uncontrollably, and his body stiffened to maintain a straight sitting posture.

"Even if I didn't turn my head, I knew I was probably right."

She started talking to herself, stood up very kindly and patted the back of the "old man" who seemed to be choking.

"Specifically, it's not what I guessed, after all, the position of a god judge is related to time, plus..."

Xiao Shizhi was silent for a moment, then spoke with some uncertainty.

"I actually have a cheat, it should be..."

? ?

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who didn't know much about the little girl's childhood, paused to put down the tea bowl.

"It's nothing."

She raised her index finger to her lips, and blinked smartly and shamelessly.

"I should have grown into a not so bad adult."

The little girl took off the shawl hat covering her hair, and her slightly messy shawl hair was draped behind her. She looked at the courtyard where the ice and snow hadn't completely melted, and sighed, her expectations for herself were extremely low in her words.

"No, he is an exceptionally good adult. Have a little confidence in yourself."

Looking at the girl who was as fair and soft as glutinous rice balls, Fukuzawa Yukichi praised in a deep voice.

"Well... Even if you say that... In short, since I was born, I have been giving to the people around me..."

"It caused a lot of trouble."

There was some uneasiness in her unopened eyebrows, Shiori lowered her head and rubbed her fingers.

"If I'm as healthy as my brother, I won't worry my family. Even now, after taking over the Honmaru, I have been taken care of by Qing Guangguang and Grandpa Mikazuki. Even comforting the quilt has to be super hard. In the end, I almost fucked up again. It's true, it's a complete piece of trash..."

"I want to learn to use my spiritual power, or at least it can help, but with a body like this, I can't even hold a short knife steadily, and I can't draw a bow and arrow. The hand is only reluctant. It's a waste of Liuhua's talent."

As if feeling Fukuzawa Yukichi's calm and reassuring temperament coupled with that inexplicable intuition, Xiao Shiori started to snap her fingers with her mouth flattened.

At this time, Fukuzawa Yukichi realized more clearly that the girl in front of him was just a child less than ten years old.

It's cubs.

Kind and sensible, sharp and intelligent, but at the same time feel uneasy because of immaturity.

"You worked very hard, and... everything was resolved. When you grow up, you are a strong, elegant and beautiful woman with excellent archery and medical skills, in short."

"In short, believe in your own possibilities."

He could only comfort him dryly. In short, the existing experience did not have any reference at all.After all, Edogawa Ranpo, who considers himself the No. 1 detective in the world, would not have similar emotions at all.

"Mr. Yuji is not good at coaxing children, but he is a good person."

Before she finished "complaining" about herself, Shiori narrowed her eyes and smiled when she only heard the consolation with no technical content.

"Actually, I'm pretty clear about it. I don't need persuasion or low self-esteem for the type I understand."

Her cheeks were flushed, and there were crushed stars in her eyes.

"Occasionally, I do feel uneasy like that, but if I keep worrying, my current body will not get better. So, I have to think about what I can do now."

And with that little bit of venting mixed with acting skills, she is not depressed at all now on the contrary-it feels great.

In the future, I will develop in the direction of long-distance combat and post-war support...

Pretty much as expected now.

Sure enough, I'm going to be sorry for Miss Xieyun, because her own Zanpakutao has suppressed her violent temper and arrogantly acted as a cheat for her, but she happened to meet a half body like her.

Say more nice words to praise her.

However, it is impossible to realize the sword, and it will be impossible in this ten years or even in the next 20 years.

In front of Fukuzawa Yukichi, the appearance of being upright and making small calculations made him instantly understand the uneasiness that seemed to be true and sincere, but in fact it was definitely half watered, and he stretched out his hand and started to rua the cat in a funny way.

"You really..."

"Hmmmm, cute, isn't it?"

"Well, Shiori-chan is very cute."

"I also like Mr. Yukichi very much, so let me give you a pat on the head."

The little girl raised her head halfway and spoke softly.

Good good good good.

On this day, Fukuzawa Yukichi inexplicably resonated with a former colleague who was not well-known and had no intersection.

Lori, it smells so good!