Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

However, people who frequently commit suicide did not affect the good mood of the brother and sister reuniting after a long absence.

Although the other party's goal is very clear, that is, Barbara's Tatara, but now he has a respecter following him, hiding in the dark, and those who want to do something can only pick weak persimmons, and now even a fool can't do it Get started today.

Probably at what time did the ten bundles of tatara be ordered.

The way mice behave is always like this. If it is not sneaky, it will not dare to do it, it will only make people laugh.

In other words, being able to meet them at this time is simply lucky.

It even saves a lot of trouble finding someone.

Shiori sensed Tsubaki's spiritual power, and because she was still cautious after all, she was a little worried about the safety of her family and unconsciously slowed down her pace.

Yiyong enjoys the pleasant treatment of "sister is by his side" that he has almost never enjoyed, and he wishes he could walk more slowly.

So, in a short distance of 2000 meters, two big guys who could get home in less than a minute with Shunbu walked for more than ten minutes.

The rectangular dining table at home is already full of dishes, as if it is going to be a banquet, but the current configuration is indeed like a banquet.

Hasebe put on an apron without any sense of disobedience, and showed off his skills in the kitchen. Sanriyue watched TV and drank tea with Grandpa Yixin in the living room. chat.

"Xiaoshi and Yiyong came back together?"

The mother who came out of the kitchen still had a familiar gentle appearance, and greeted the two of them with a smile as warm as the warm winter sun.

Although the room is a bit cramped and cramped compared to Honmaru, it is filled with a warm atmosphere.

"Well, I just ran into it on the way home."

Shiori threw herself into her mother's arms, acting affectionately.

"Because I encountered something that I am very concerned about, I am a little late, I am sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaoshi clearly wrote in the letter not to meddle in other things, but in the end, she is also a restless temper. You two, brother and sister, are exactly the same as dad in this~"

The woman teased softly, while gently rubbing her daughter's dull hair.

What you said makes sense, and she has no way to refute it.

But who made their family have accident constitutions that even if they don't look for work, things will come to them.

Really, it wasn't their intention.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other and could only

Laugh helplessly.

"Recently, the frequency of accidents in Tokyo has become higher and higher."

"To be precise, the scope is in the Kanto area."

The King of Gold has always suppressed the slate, thereby controlling the birth of the outsider.

The extremely rare exception of all superpowers (outsiders) like their family is also based on the premise of the special situation of the elders themselves and the catalysis of Bengyu.

But at this point in time, when the situation in other realms is stable...

At the dinner table, the Kurosaki family, who were clearly aware of the current situation, ordered casually.

"Oh, probably something happened at Feishi Yuan."

Kazuyong also replied casually, nowadays, the top talents in various industries in Japan, more or less have people who have been in contact with Feishiyuan, and he also has contact with rabbits because of certain things.

"After all, the old man is getting older, and the hearts of the people below are starting to float."

Kurosaki raised his wine glass wholeheartedly and sighed with emotion.

"Grandpa, you are the only one who is not qualified to say that among all the people present here just because of your age."

"Hahahaha, what is Xiaoshi talking about? Grandpa, I am in my prime, and now there are people who are older than me here, isn't there a lot of people here?"

It sounds very disobedient, but in fact Fu Sangshen...

Qingguang is just a child who is less than five hundred years old.

"Hahaha, it's just right, grandpa, I should be the biggest."

Mikazuki Zongjin, who had put on a high-necked elderly sweater again, answered the call, and gently put down the dishes in his hand and blew himself up.

But with a self-deprecating tone and a slight nod of the head, after a series of movements, the elegant and romantic style of Heianjing was unconsciously revealed.

The eyes were slightly drooping, and the crescent moon in the night sky only left a faint ray of gold, but it showed a bit of unattainable alienation and divinity.Plus that impeccable Kanban face.

The contrast is too stark to bear to look at.

"Looking at your face alone, you are definitely the oldest grandpa."

Shiori couldn't help complaining silently.

"I'll remember to shave in the future."

Kurosaki Yixin tried to test back and forth on the verge of tears with a little exaggeration.

Give up, shaving is useless, please look carefully at the face of the self-proclaimed grandfather next to you before saying this.

Can't you see the difference between the two of you?It's not a matter of beard or not at all.

Although she really wanted to answer this sentence, she finally swallowed it without hesitation.

"Xiao Shi, don't worry about Dad, he already had this face 30 years ago."

Sitting in Shiori

Aunt Xia Li who was beside her sneaked up to her and whispered in her ear.

"He has never accepted his old age."

nod nod.

Watching his daughter and granddaughter get together for a few seconds and seemed to have reached a consensus, Kurosaki was heartbroken to several halves.

Regardless of the occasion, he wanted to pounce on the poster of Grandma Masaki on the wall for comfort.

"Xia Li, you clearly said before that you like Dad the most."

"I haven't, never have."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Masaki, our little princess has grown up and despises her father."

"I think I did."

"Little poem?!"

"My favorite type has always been my father's type," she added the last knife innocently, "but it's a pity that I'm not a little aunt, so..."

"You've clearly been disliked."

"puff--"

Kurosaki Ichigo, who had been keeping silent at the dinner table, finally couldn't help but began to laugh at his own father.

"Xiaoshi, well said."

"But Shi, what type is Ichigo?"

At the same time, Zhi Ji, who was giggling on the side, seemed to have sensed something, and she, who was always in a daze, launched a lore to her daughter.

Eh?

At this time, you must not tell the truth in front of everyone, but after careful calculation, Mr. Fukuzawa and Dad do have a lot of similarities.

Thinking back, Shiori's eyes became extra gentle, and she counted one by one with her fingers.

"The eyes are a little scary, and the appearance is a little old-fashioned, but in fact he is very reliable. He likes small animals and children very much. His skills are great, and there is a contrasting cute feeling. Wearing..."

The appearance of the kimono looks a little old-fashioned, but super handsome.

No, if you continue to talk, it will feel a little bit wrong.

So she immediately remedy.

"I like daddy the most."

Looking at the rounding skills she has acquired over the years of working, no one has been able to escape her cuteness so far.

No!

Honmaru Yoshiba, who knew the truth, sat at the table, silently compared the description conditions given by his lord, and found that it was incredible that each of them matched Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Except for the last one.

You really deserve to be Ji Jun.

If they reveal a little flaw, they will be able to develop and expand their "problem-making" camp smoothly.

# # #

Back in the room, Chungui was already waiting.

"That man claims to be the Colorless King."

"The other voice is a green parrot."

A matter between kings.

and just chatting at the dinner table

The news I got at the time of the day is consistent with it.

But what people didn't expect was that the person who provoked these incidents seemed to be the king himself.

Although Shiori didn't have a detailed understanding of the situation there, generally speaking, in order to form a situation of mutual restraint, isn't there still a 120 agreement?

"Ah."

Shiori nodded. After clarifying the other party's purpose, things became easier. Recently, she was in charge of being a bodyguard.

"That body does not seem to belong to the Colorless King himself."

"what?"

Shiori lifted the quilt and got into the bed.

"Nowadays, there are still people who are trying to act as a double. They want to blame another king for this crime. It's boring."

This method is indeed boring and ancient but... vicious and effective.

Shizhi didn't know about the clans of other kings, but for Zhou Fang, this stupid method might just be the most practical.The red group, which barely maintained the triangular stable structure, could not accept the breaking of the lock.

Although she may be a little sorry for her family, from tomorrow until the day when something happens, she should go to Barbara and stay there.

before that--

[Shimiao: Picture.jpg I have already arrived in the room. 】

She raised her mobile phone and took a quick photo of the boudoir that she hadn't used for a long time.

The overall layout is fresh and fresh, but the bookshelves are full of all kinds of messy books, which seem to be the same thing.

Of course, if you look carefully, you can also find a lot of easter eggs in the bookshelf of the photo. After all, the fairy tale picture books from her childhood are still lying in the middle of the shelf.

【Yuji: Yes.Didn't get scared at noon today? 】

Because they have been sending messages to each other at a fixed time, the other party is quite used to replying.

[Shimiao: No, I told Mr. Fukuzawa that Tokyo is also one of the strong candidates for the magic city. For this kind of general event...]

【Poetry Meow: Life is not easy, Maomao sighs.jpg】

【Yuji: Does practice make perfect? 】

[Shimiao: What terrible facts are you talking about! ? 】

Of course, it's scary just because it's true.

Don't talk about such spoiled things.

[Shimiao: Today, I haven't encountered anything particularly gratifying. 】

[Yuji:? 】

【Shimiao: So I plan to send a message to Mr. Fukuzawa. 】

This will be something to be happy and memorable about.

I don't know if it's because of the girlish thoughts in the relationship that she has become a little sentimental.

It was interesting to meet a new friend at first, but it happened that I ran into the troublesome colorless love again.

king.

It was probably a sudden feeling, Shiori always felt that this matter would have a big relationship with her.

Forget it.

[Shimiao: Don't answer me in the last sentence.It's time, good night. 】

Almost at the same time, the other party sent a message.

【Yuji: Today's refreshment is still delicious as usual, but...】

But what? ? !

You have the ability to finish those last few words sentence by sentence.

【Yuji: Nothing, good night. 】

Gee.

In the dream, there is a void, surrounded by mist, and the surrounding environment cannot be seen clearly.

Shiori looked around subconsciously.

But unexpectedly, he saw someone who had met once in the political office.

Wearing a black robe that dragged the floor, the blond boy with indifferent, far-sighted, almost empty eyes was looking at her with interest.

If I had to define an expression, it would probably be to smile at her.

"who are you?"

The fog around the body slowly dissipated, and the surrounding walls were engraved with round and maze-like wonderful patterns.

……

Terrible.

Shiori suddenly noticed something.

Reach out——

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Shiori: I want to dream of Mr. Fukuzawa instead of a mess【】

There is also a half-sentence left by the president: But what you do is more palatable. (Because the refreshments sent over today are sweeter than those made by Shiori.)

Please call me a little sugar expert~

In the end, Xiaoshi really said when she was a child: I like my father the most, and I will marry my father when I grow up.

So Yixin is really miserable, at the bottom of the food chain of the Kurosaki family.