Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

"Mr. Fukuzawa, thank you very much. It just so happens that the house has newly prepared refreshments, do you want to go in and have a cup of tea?"

The gentleman wearing black gloves has an irresistible toughness on his face. As the consistent [Mother] faction who doesn't care about being honest, the young man of the Longboat family joins the "battlefield" calmly.

"Ahem, why don't you disturb me today?"

Rarely, Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was about to retreat, took a few steps back under an aura that could hardly be regarded as pressure.

"You're welcome, Sanriyuedian, Yingwandian, and Xiaowuwandian are waiting at the old place, and I have made a lot of dim sum today. Mr. Fukuzawa, please bring some back later."

The candlestick cut Guangzhong still maintains the same arc.

Who is Karasuma again?

Then Candlestick involuntarily pulled him into the house.

This is definitely not a normal invitation.

Fukuzawa Yukichi involuntarily became nervous.

He followed Guangzhong into the inner room from the porch, and the few people who were having a Japanese-style afternoon tea party in the rare warm winter sun kindly opened the old people's escape group and blinked for no reason.

"Oh, when my father is away, there are some unfamiliar faces at home, this one is..."

The handsome young man with black hair spoke first, with an ancient rhyme in his tone, and the majesty of an elder that did not match his immature appearance. He was dressed in a dark red kimono, and raised his eyebrows like a patriarch.

"Fukuzawa Yukichi is the neighbor next door."

"A surprisingly lovely gentleman."

Ying Wan chuckled lightly from the deep groan.

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"Hahaha, this is a long story."

Sanri Yue Zongjin slightly frowned, and picked up the green tea in front of him.

"However, today is not a New Year's holiday, how can Mr. Fukuzawa have leisure time?"

"He came back with Ji Jun, hugging the cat."

"Hahaha, that's how it is."

Sanriyue knew the current situation immediately, and it still looked like a beautiful Jiyue. The god from Gao Tianyuan closed his eyes slightly, and tapped the wooden corridor on the edge side.

The atmosphere suddenly calmed down, Candlestick cut nodded towards several people, and walked towards the kitchen.

After a while, the trouble-making crane, so white and glowing, came with a look of anticipation, holding a snack plate.

"Xiaoguang asked me to bring it, please use it, Guangzhong's special - peony cake."

"Mr. Fukuzawa, you are welcome."

The peony cake made of glutinous rice, just like its name, is absolutely "specially made", two sizes larger than the cakes on the market, and has a lot of weight.

"No, no, I still..."

"Please be sure to taste it."

Tsurumaru raised the chopsticks, picked up the snack and handed it over, looking extremely persistent.

Sankaiyue raised his glass and drank the clear tea in the teacup in one gulp, watching Fukuzawa Yukichi being persecuted by Honmaru's recognized killer with a smile, and added another sentence.

"Speaking of which, is there any wine at home?"

"I remember, when I was drinking with Taro a few days ago, I mentioned that Jiro had a lot of good wine in his possession."

"Oh, as a father, I also agree. Drinking to your heart's content is also a kind of coquettish..."

"Let's join Fukuzawa-"

Wait, you guys...

With his mouth full of overly sweet bean paste and glutinous rice, Fukuzawa Yukichi struggled to maintain his poise.

If I take this snack home, I am afraid that I will be in a hurry with him if I walk around?

On the other side, Shimiao, who was heartless and heartless, jumped into her own big bathhouse which was comparable to a hot spring pool.

In the hazy mist, a slender girl emerged from the bottom of the water, like a mermaid princess returning from the bottom of the sea. She lifted her body lightly and shook her waist-length hair back.

The fluffy and elegant white long dress was tightened by the water, outlining a slender waist, and the orange hair flew in the air with countless dripping water droplets as she moved.

She backhanded the long hair behind her to her chest and combed it carefully. The corners of her lips curled up involuntarily, her expression was tender and gentle, and her cheeks were smudged into the sunset glow.

Shiori dissipated the spirits sticking to her body to form the long white dress, and let the platinum-gold light spots dance around to form a butterfly-like elf.

"Ah--"

She let out a long sigh of relief, and got her whole body deeper, leaning against the edge of the bathtub.He scooped up a handful of water, buried his cheeks in the water, felt that something was wrong, and retracted his mouth into the pool.

It was not enough, so he simply gave up fighting against the buoyancy, and floated in the pool like a backstroke, with the long hair behind him rippling with the waves.

Gulu Gulu spit bubbles.

It's nothing to worry about, and he doesn't know that Shimiao is not actually lying.

Fortunately, I really had the foresight, because I improved Ye Yi's method, Mr. Fukuzawa combed her hair.

Rounding up is the hair pulling in "The Joy of the Boudoir"...

Thinking of this, Shiori reached out to pick up the bubbler from the side of the bath, and pumped a pump full of shower gel, making countless dense bubbles.

Started to play with water.

The whole picture seems to lack a little rubber duck floating on the water.

Full of the childlike atmosphere of kindergarten. (bu)

There was still a pure white bathrobe embroidered with scarlet camellia patterns outside the bath, Shiori stood up straight from the bath, raised her hand, the soft cloth wrapped her body tightly, and she simply tied it around her waist bow.

There was still a hazy water vapor between the brows and eyes, which softened his bright facial features.She gently lifted the broken hair beside her ear, and opened the door of the bathroom.

The fixed location of the tea drinking group has always been as harmonious as ever, and the staff is quite complete. However, the semi-open locations are filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

The opened wine jars were lined up in a row, and a group of calm-looking elderly people held the crimson wine cups with a more bold and unrestrained appearance.

Mr. Fukuzawa didn't have much expression on his face, but he was still serious and restrained.

"What are you doing?"

She crossed her hips and sighed helplessly.

"Yeah, Mr. Ji."

"Did you pull out all of Jiro's wine storage? He will be angry."

Shiori glanced at the neat wine glasses again, and found that the liquid in the hands of the old people was basically off-white, obviously it was amazake that didn't move.

This is not only robbing Jiro's inventory, but also looting Fudo Yukimitsu's amazake storehouse?

This is a bit too much, are you just bullying people like this?It's already four against one, and you guys are drinking amazake while Mr. Fukuzawa is drinking baijiu all by himself! ?

Shiori glanced at the "elder" in front of him incredulously, and still kept a flawless smile on the other side.

"It was discovered, hahahaha, the little girl is also at this age. Grandpa is really a little sad." Yes yes yes.

"These are all sent by the child himself, even if you are a father, you can't live up to the good intentions of the child." Good, good.

"Xiaoshi, the combination of the two is also a brand new taste. It's quite a shock." Yes, yes, yes.

"Has Jun Ji met Da Baoping today?"... So, is there any connection between this topic and the topic we just talked about?

"Obviously you guys bullied people first."

Shiori stood in front of Fukuzawa Yukichi without blushing.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay."

Fukuzawa Yukichi rubbed his temples. His alcohol capacity is not bad. When he was a bodyguard, he often went to various receptions. Although he drank a lot, he still remained sober.

In addition, the sword skills that a few people casually talked about during the reception just now inspired him a lot. Except for the "special peony cake" that was like a child's prank at the beginning, it can be said that the conversation was very happy.

"However, let's save the swordplay for the next time."

He stood up straight and bowed slightly to the group of four who were pretending to be stupid.

"thanks for treatment."

"I'll send it to you."

Shiori looked back and forth at the four people who appeared to be in a harmonious atmosphere but also obviously turbulent, and shrugged.

"Ji Jun."

As one of Honmaru's hidden bosses, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada came slowly carrying a large snack box.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, here, this is the promised snack."

……

"This... still doesn't work."

Thinking of the peony cake that choked his throat just now, Fukuzawa Yukichi was about to wake up from his drunkenness.

"The kitchen has really made a lot of wagashi. This is also the afternoon tea snack that I agreed with Mr. Ranpo last time. Please pass it on to me."

The two walked out of the gate side by side, because they were neighbors, but only a few dozen steps away, they saw the wooden [Fuze] doorplate.

"Miss Shiori."

"Yes?"

"..."

There was a long silence, Shiori blinked puzzledly, and waited silently.

"At the end of the month, the members of the detective agency will travel. Can I invite you to go with me?"

"Okay."

Shiori nodded heavily and agreed without hesitation.Originally, she was going to follow, and Haruno probably reserved a place when booking the room.

"I think I can be regarded as a temporary member of the detective agency after this time. This kind of employee benefits should be added to the fun."

"Ah, thank you this time too, for being able to protect Haruno and Tanizaki."

Fukuzawa Yukichi's face became softer, and he raised his hand quite smoothly, rubbing his long hair that was still steamy.

"Hair gets messy, I just got out of the shower..."

Shiori complained seemingly annoyed, and raised his head upright to make his movements more smooth.

"Sorry sorry."

Because the series of actions were too familiar, he was also a little surprised, so he quickly apologized.The wet hair with moisture is slightly different from the previous fluffy feel, but the elegant floral fragrance of the shower gel and shampoo is more obvious. The distance between the two is very close, and he feels that he will also be infected with the same smell .

"Well... I accept your apology. However, you, the president, said it yourself. You should trust your companions and other members. You trust me. Why do I have to thank you for protecting my companions?"

Shiori covered her mouth and bent her eyebrows, stood on tiptoe, and caressed the slightly wrinkled neckline for Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"indeed."

He laughed dumbly.

"and also……"

"Isn't Shimiao cute?"

The little girl in front of him suddenly cut off his words.

"Well, very, very cute."

"Thank you, Shimiao will be very happy. I will go back too, Mr. Fukuzawa, goodbye."