Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Shiori returned home full of joy, although there was still a little tiredness left on her body, but seeing a completely different Fukuzawa Yukichi was already considered a reward.

She said goodbye in a very low voice, and pushed the door lightly, and ran towards the backyard by the way. If it wasn't because the action of climbing over the wall in the street was too hardcore, she could directly climb the tree and jump back.

The furnishings in the backyard have not been tidied up, scattered wine bottles filled the open space behind the garden, and the tea sets were stored on the porch.

The others were nowhere to be seen, probably busy acting.

Instead, the Minamoto brothers, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, were sitting next to Shigebo Hira's little Karasuma with a smile on their faces...

The atmosphere is also unusually harmonious.

This is terrible.

Do you understand?

This is Genji and Heiji's sword!

Genji and Heiji.

Like Romeo and Juliet, Pepsi and Coca-Cola, Mushroom Hill and Bamboo Shoot Village...

It always seems that something is wrong.

Shiori raised her head and thought about the example she gave, and suddenly felt.

I am hungry.

I thought about so many snack brands, but they were all high-calorie snacks. In addition, she had a lot of exercise today. She only drank two or three cups of tea and fed all the thick snacks she brought over to Luanbu Meow. Can she not be hungry?

No.

In short, the three of them seem to always avoid intentionally or unintentionally. It doesn't mean that the relationship is not good or there are conflicts.

But everyone subconsciously didn't bring them together when the work in the pill was distributed.

"You guys, shouldn't everyone have a tea party here in the afternoon?"

"Exactly, my father happens to be free today."

The slender black-haired boy held up the new tea lightly, took a breath, and glanced at Shiori who was sitting on the side, who was a little embarrassed because of the exercise.

He casually pushed the tea in front of him to Shiori's hand.

"It's almost time for dinner. If the little girl is hungry, you can have some snacks first."

"Thank you~ Then I'll be polite."

Shizhi has been a cloud participant in the refreshment group since she was a child, and she is used to rubbing things.She slipped a piece of wagashi into her mouth, thinking while chewing.

Both sides of the cheeks are bulging, looking a bit like a little hamster hoarding food, and it is a bit gratifying to see a few old knives.

and many more.

If she remembers correctly, today, little ancestor, your inner fan...is Hata Dang fan, don't think she doesn't remember, it was Hasebe who just came over with a flower hoe.

It is said to love the younger generation and be a good parent.

"Yeah, welcome back, Ji Jun seems to have grown up a lot. Shopping seems to take a long time..."

Genji Shigeho with light blond hair still looks like a confused and forgetful old man. Seeing her smile very gently, showing a little cute canine teeth.

"Anijia... In fact, your statement is a bit false, Ji Jun, um, Ji Jun, what did you buy this morning?"

The younger brother Maru (...) Kee Maru complained silently on the side, but raised his head, still looking for excuses for his brother.

Then I realized that I probably should have heard that the other party did go out to buy things today, so I followed the words embarrassingly.

"I sent it to the next door. If you want to eat, we can go buy it together tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Shiori took the conversation silently, not to embarrass him so much.

"I see, Ji Jun, you are as careful as ever. Hahaha, hahaha."

Kagemaru immediately went down the steps.

"Brother Maru's laughter today is very hearty, right, Xiaoxiaowan."

Hidekiri didn't realize it, he laughed happily.

"Anijia, Anijia...my name is Knee Maru."

The young man with mint green hair looked very refreshing in summer, his smile froze in an instant, and he sobbed, trying to get his brother to call his name rightly for the first time who was extremely persistent.

It's a bit pathetic to be persistent and straightforward.

"Okay, Kukui Wan."

"Anija—my name... when will you remember my name?"

"After all, it is a knife that has lived for thousands of years, so the name doesn't matter to me."

Hidekiri coaxed his younger brother back in a few words with a smile.

However, my older brother Maru still couldn't remember his younger brother Maru's name today.

The traditional performing arts of the Genji brothers, after hearing this passage, Shiori had a real feeling of "this is right, I didn't have a dream".

A cheerful atmosphere suddenly lingered in the air.

"No, so, what were you talking about just now?"

Shiori quietly raised her hand, and turned her head to look back at the three large picnic tablecloths, with a particularly delicate expression.Curiosity surged in my heart like a cat playing with wool balls for the first time, but I intuitively felt that it would be dangerous to bring these few people together.

"The chief seems to have a sweetheart when our brothers went out to investigate."

Hikiri looked at Shiori with a smile, and just raised his mouth casually.

"Ah...well, right."

Shiori lowered her head shyly, her tone was vague.

"Because I was a little curious, I asked Karasuma-den for a little bit."

He also continued to answer with a calm and even slightly sweeter voice than ordinary men.

"Yes?"

What's wrong with looking for the right knife to ask for information?

"So, we all came to the same conclusion."

Where is the causal relationship between the upper and lower sentences?

"If the chieftain gets married, there will probably be some trouble."

"Almost all of us agree with the little girl's own choice, though."

Crow Doji, who was watching the play just now, raised his eyebrows slightly, with a majesty that was completely inconsistent with his immature appearance. As the father of Japanese swords, Karasuma carried the romantic charm of the Heian-kyo period in every gesture.

"In terms of marriage..."

He spoke slowly.

Shiori suddenly had some bad premonition, when she wanted to interrupt.

"Ji-jun—"

On stilt-like clogs, the silver-haired dagger galloped cheerfully over, interrupting Karasuma's last sentence quite by coincidence.

The bouncing pommel horse Tengu looked very lively and cute, and nodded towards the few people sitting on the side.

Look, the Genpei Controversy is to interrupt the other party without leaving a trace when he speaks a key line.

So, the sudden appearance of Jinjian at this time is very scientific.

"What's the matter, Jinjian?"

Shiori let out a long sigh of relief, and smiled fondly at the cheerful dagger.

"Master Ghost Lantern is here to visit."

The silver-haired little Tengu beamed with joy, and his upbeat tone seemed even more detached now, probably because Minamoto Yoshitsune and Ghost Lamp in another world are colleagues, and he has a good impression of every staff member in the hell next door. become.

Although he does not seem to be Yoshitsune's protective sword in the history of the main world, he is still recognized by Yoshitsune in the parallel world.

"Ah, I almost forgot, I have something to discuss with him. Thank you, Imaiken."

She seemed a little surprised to remember, and raised her hand to rub the soft silver hair of the little tengu.At the first moment, he remembered the information that had not been exchanged in the thick fog of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

"hey-hey."

Having been patted on the head by his favorite lord, Imaken raised his head and rubbed Shiori's palm affectionately.

"Where is he now?"

"In the living room, I asked Yan Rong to lead him to the living room."

"Ok."

There is no situation that can be better than this.

She straightened up and nodded towards the Minamoto brothers and Karasuma.

"I'm still young, and I don't really want to think about marriage right now, please trouble Karasuma and Hikiri for me."

"But...how about this matter, let's talk about it later."

After speaking, he hurriedly took another look at his wrinkled and ugly bunt, and let Jinjian go first.

"I'll go back to my room and change, and I'll be there right away."

Before she finished speaking, she immediately ran upstairs without even looking back.

"Yeah, the commander-in-chief seemed to be running away just now."

"After all, the walking marriage system was romantic in the past, and now, should it be asking the other party to marry?"

These old knives are indeed inexperienced in raising children, but there is no shortage of katanas who are good at taking care of people.

"The children of Honmaru all have this idea."

"After all, Ji Jun is the little girl that everyone watched and grew up together. Even if she really gets married in the end, she always has to make things difficult for her before she gets married."

"Ji Jun's family, do you know about this now?"

It was rare for Kewan to say a word in a serious manner, and after seeing Anika looking at him with a slightly surprised expression, he poured tea aggrievedly.

"Speaking of which, my father once had a relationship with that Fuzedian next door..."

"Yeah, can Little Karasuma Dian clear up my doubts. I'm really curious about who is the one opposite."

# # #

Because Ghost Lamp's behavior is relatively traditional, Shiori changed into a simple kimono after cleaning up a little bit.

The snow-colored hem is simply embroidered with blood-colored red plums. To keep warm, it is dressed in warm orange haori. The long hair is scattered behind the back, probably because of the quick change of clothes, which is between the simplicity of yukata and formal kimono. The hem of the kimono has a larger slit, but it is also more convenient for walking.

"Master Ghost Lantern, sorry for keeping you waiting."

She floated into her seat, raised her hand to brush the thin bangs in front of her eyes behind her ears, saw the scroll on the small square table in the living room, and sized it up curiously.

"This is?"

"It's the scroll that seals the dead."

The ghost lamp opened the scroll casually, and there were countless strange scenes of the crying and roaring of the undead, which were displayed in the painting like a night walk of a hundred ghosts.

Most of them are dressed similarly, with panicked faces, and it seems that the pictures of hell's mountains of swords and seas of fire have been deliberately added to the scroll. I don't know if it's purely for the atmosphere, or...

While thinking, Shiori glanced at the painting.

Seeing the way old acquaintances bared their teeth and claws, if they were caught off guard, they would really be in danger of losing their sanity.

However, if he is not happy, Shiori is happy.

"It looks like 'ghosts' are full of trouble."

She sighed, without any special meaning.

The long axis was completely spread out, crossed the boundary of the square table in an instant, and the head and tail fell on the ground, making a "click" sound.

The vivid sea of ​​flames on the screen spread out with the soft sound, and the faces of the ghosts seemed to become more ferocious with the light sound.

"There are tens or hundreds of dead who absconded. From a certain point of view, that fox still has some abilities."

"Yes."

"It seems that in this scroll, can they feel the outside world?"

"Ah, I also invited the colleague who made this scroll to deepen this connection. This scroll also contains hellfire, which will not be easily destroyed even if it is burned for more than a hundred years. It is very useful."

"Miss Shiori, if you are interested, I can give you a pair too."

The tone of the man who is an evil ghost is light, but the eagerness to try is obvious.

"It really looks like your style, but I probably won't be able to use it for the time being, thank you."

She exchanged a few words and nodded slightly.

"If you can't give kindness and power at the same time, then when you get favors, it will only make people take it for granted. So similarly, after being provoked, the ones who should be ruthless should naturally be returned ten times more."

"You're right."

Shizhi nodded without changing his face, looking extremely calm, and even deeply felt the same in his heart.

What's more, the events in hell are complicated, and there are few holidays where you can rest and relax...

"It's almost the New Year's Eve, and it's natural for people to be upset if such a disaster happens."

"Ah, speaking of it, Gao Tianyuan has the qualifications to pull the red line at the gathering during the Chinese New Year. I heard that Miss Shiori has a sweetheart. This time, let the king write your two names on it."

Ghost Lamp, who also seemed to have suddenly remembered something, clenched his right hand and lightly tapped his palm, and said casually.

"If you have this honor, it is very grateful."

Shiori blinked her eyes, feeling a little moved, and hurriedly put away her temper that had begun to soften with the other party's words, and cheered up.

"So, you'd better finish the business first."

The author has something to say: The love-hate relationship between Hirashi and Genji and maybe Fujiwara is complicated, and I can’t explain it clearly in a few words, but I can explain the stalk of Mogushan and Bamboo Shoot Village.

They are all chocolate biscuits under Meiji Seika, one is Bamboo Shoot Township, which supports chocolate fusion, and the other is Mushroom Mountain, which supports chocolate separatism.There should be more mushrooms in China (Yuanmu), I think mushrooms are not dirty hands!