Inquisitors are not doing their jobs all day

Knowing about his father's resignation, Yuan Guangcheng bit his chopsticks for a long time before reacting.

"Why did you leave the job so suddenly?"

Dad was smiling, but his heart was more at a loss than his son's.He didn't have the slightest impression of the diary and the resignation letter, but he just felt that he should listen to him.This feeling is like going back to the last year of Heisei through time and space in the future, what else can he save.

What to save?It seems to be his son, who has an intuition to give up everything and stay by his side.Yuan Guangqing could not refuse the pain and pleading revealed between the lines, and the familiar handwriting and writing style also made him unable to question what was going on.

"I feel too tired, and our family is not short of money." Yuan Guangqing smiled and gave her son a cup of steamed eggs, "The value of a doctor does not have to be on the operating table, I can also achieve myself in other places .”

That's what I said, but Yuanguang Orange always feels unusual.He could still understand if the memory hadn't been cleared, but didn't dad forget everything? Why did he leave the job? He was still so resolute and completely unprepared.

Yuan Guangqing watched his son eating steamed eggs slowly, his eyes dimmed.

No matter what the source of that diary is, it reminded me of one thing.

His son is 15 years old and will soon be leaving him to find his own life.But when he recalled the first 15 years, there was not much intimate time between father and son.Is that diary trying to save this, what misfortune will happen to Cheng Cheng in the future, or is it himself?

He remembered such a sentence in his diary.

"Forever freshman..."

This kind of clear direction and panic made Yuan Guangqing still choose to leave the job when he hesitated. Nothing is more heartbreaking than "too late".

During this week, my father walked through the streets and alleys of Kyoto with the high light orange, looked at the red leaves on the street, took photos on the side of the road, and had a meal by the river to enjoy the scenery. Like everyone else, he was ordinary and moving.Yuan Guangqing's doubts disappeared in his son's bright smile. His son is very happy, and everything is worth it.

"Dad, my friends will come to Kyoto to visit me soon, and they can live in the original house of grandparents."

Yuan Guangqing smiled and nodded, "Okay, then we have to clean it up first, it must be dusty since it hasn't been lived in for many years."

Yuan Guangcheng bit the sushi and smiled lightly, "Yes."

The bright moon outside the window is big and round, the red leaves are messy, and the clear light is scattered in the gurgling sound of the river.

"By the way, Chengcheng, you are going to participate in the subject project tomorrow, right?"

Yuan Guangcheng was taken aback, "Do you still remember?"

The father stuffed his son with mustard in dissatisfaction, "What do you mean, your father doesn't care about his son! Do you want me to see you off? I don't go to work."

Yuan Guangcheng shook his head, "I'm leaving early in the morning, you sleep well and wait for me to come back. Practice your cooking skills, I don't want to eat the ones bought in the supermarket, it's so bad."

Yuan Guangqing pouted, "You're talking like I don't know how to do anything, I can do it... I can do it..."

What are you going to do?There is something in my mind that is ready to come out, but I just get stuck there and can't say it.Yuanguang Orange lowered his head to eat, not reminding his father.What is forgotten is forgotten. The memory of tonkatsu rice is connected with the world of swords, and Dad no longer has the memory of it.

It's okay, it's okay.

Yuan Guangqing thought about it for a long time and didn't have a clue, so she didn't think about it anymore, "What does Chengcheng like to eat, dad will learn it!"

"Tonkatsu rice."

"Okay, this shouldn't be difficult, I can bring you a box lunch when you leave next time!"

Yuanguang Cheng squinted his eyes and smiled, "You know how to brag, obviously you haven't taken a rice spoon a few times."

Unconvinced, Yuan Guangqing stretched out her hand to show him, "Don't try to fool me, I've also cooked! Look, I have a lot of blisters on my hands. They must be scalded by oil, and they haven't gone away."

Yuan Guangcheng stared blankly at the deep and shallow wounds on his father's wrist and the back of his hand. The memories he had forgotten before he knew it could be recovered only by imagination.

"Father, you are so stupid, you can get burned even if you cook." Yuan Guangcheng stood up with a smile, "I'm going to the bathroom, you eat first."

"it is good."

After closing the door, Yuanguang Orange walked to the bridge on the other side.Pieces of red leaves drift with the tide and cannot turn back, without knowing their destination.

How many other things did he not know, and was forgotten by his father?

Yuanguang Orange stretched out his wrist, and the red and black bracelet looked a little strange under the moonlight.

"Ai Li, let's work together to become a powerful existence in ten years."

Master your own destiny and protect those behind you.

Early on Saturday morning, Yuanguang Orange woke up his sleeping father, completely ignoring his bleary-eyed appearance.

"Dad, I'm leaving."

Dad yawned and tilted his face, "Kiss me, son."

Yuanguang Orange slapped it expressionlessly, "I'm 15 years old, pervert!"

The father was very dissatisfied, and was forced into the bed by his son.Like an old father, Yuan Guangcheng told him to get up early, eat breakfast, and find a job so he shouldn't waste his time.

Yuan Guangqing's mood is indescribable, "I'm 35, son."

Yuan Guangcheng turned her head arrogantly, "Tch, old men are nothing but old, bye~"

Nervously dodging his father's pillow attack, Yuanguang Orange retreated after closing the door.

The wind and rain had come when we left, and everything was fine when we came back.

"I'm back!"

With a flash of light from the corner of his eye, a blue figure appeared in front of his eyes.Yuanguang Orange smiled and opened her arms, waiting for someone to hug.

Sanri Yuezong had never felt like this before, the mood to cry.

The child came back intact, really came back.The same bright smile and clean eyes, without a trace of dust or blood left, calmed his anxious heart.

Hold Yuanguang Orange to your chest, and truly feel his temperature, his heartbeat, and his familiar breath.

"Orange orange..."

Yuanguang Orange rubbed against him, "I'm here, Grandpa."

Sky Color's eyes were soaked with water, trembling with his hidden worries and self-blame, "I'm sorry I'm not by your side, Orange."

Yuan Guangcheng wrapped his arms around his waist affectionately, raised his head and smiled, "Then let's be together next time, you stay by my side."

Sanri Yue Zongjin followed suit with a smile, this child was still so gentle, his heart was so soft that it was impossible to resist indulging in that orange color.

Lowering his head to meet those beautiful black eyes, Mikazuki Zongjin pursed his lips, nodded and kissed lightly.

Yuanguang Orange, who was suddenly attacked, blushed instantly, "Oh, what are you doing!"

"This is what you said, I will stay by your side, and I will not go back on my word."

"What, you are just playing hooligans, I don't want to listen!"

Yuanguang Orange covered her forehead in embarrassment, turned and ran away, stumbling from behind.Sanri Yuezong shook his head, and couldn't help laughing again.

Let the precariousness and wind and rain of the past pass, as long as Cheng Cheng is still there.

The victory of Yuan Guang Orange made Honmaru excited. Although the battle was tragic, it is a good thing that all members returned safely.Yuanguang Orange first went to see the injured sword and helped them get it in, and then went back to the study, where Yaki Hasebe and Candlestick Kiera Mitsutada were helping him deal with the backlog of official duties.

"Orange, this is the government's report on this battle."

Yuan Guangcheng took the stack of thick paper, glanced at it briefly, and then put it down.

"It's of no value, so be it."

The official tone, material compensation, did the 5 of them, the god judges and Asuka who defended history with their lives, want to get these?

Hasebe sighed, and took out another notice, "This is to inform you to return to the special team. Substitute Sora Tsubasa Ando will become a member of the second team. Now the selection of other members has begun. Orange Orange ,Do you have any idea?"

Yuan Guangcheng was lying on the chair, smiling casually, and a new light appeared in his usually indifferent eyes.Mikazuki Munekin and Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who came in the next step, raised their brows. Their masters have a sharper temperament. Was it caused by this war?

"We're going to take control of the task force."

Sanri Yuezong approached him, "Us?"

Yuanguang Orange leaned against his waist, narrowed his eyes, "We are four."

Sanri Yuezong didn't ask any more questions, touched his face, and answered yes.Several other people did not object, as long as the judge had the ability, he could enter the management of the current government.From their own point of view, Chengcheng is happy that they are willing to think this way, and they spend more time together.

When Zongsan Zuowen came to find Yuanguang Orange, he was lazily nestling in Mikazuki Zongjin's arms, being fed yokan mouthful by Tsurumaru Kuninaga.Have to say, very much like a spoiled child.This spoiled child reached out to hug him, but the big beauty immediately forgot the bottom line and hugged him gently.It was Sanri Yuezong who refused to let go, so Zongsan had to sit opposite him regretfully.

"Chengcheng, are you in good health?"

Yuan Guangcheng ate the yokan and answered vaguely, "It's not very good at training, and it's easy to get sleepy. For example, I feel sleepy now."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was speechless, "Didn't you always be able to sleep anytime and anywhere? You were a sleepy person in your previous life!"

"Humph!"

Yuanguang Orange acted like a baby and asked Sanriyue Zongjin to take him out to bask in the sun, Sanriyue Zongjin gladly accepted the order.Zongsan finds a cloak from the room and puts it on for him, and Mikazuki Zongjin carries him out.It's a little cold in the morning, but fortunately, the sun is very good, so I don't feel cold.Chengcheng is injured now, his physical fitness is not as good as before, and the swordsmen take care of him very carefully.

Yuanguang Orange comfortably buried her head on Sanriyue Zongjin's shoulder, blinking her eyes one after another.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga pulled his clothes for him, "Can't sleep, is it cold?"

"Cold? Do you want to wear more clothes?" Sanri Yue Zongjin touched Yuan Guangcheng's hand, which was fortunately warm.

Yuan Guangcheng shook his head, "I'm just physically tired, not wanting to sleep. I've been feeling uncomfortable at home, so I just want to be in a daze."

Sanri Yue Zongjin adjusted his posture for him, "Is Dad okay?"

Yuan Guangcheng twisted himself to settle down, and talked about the current situation.Several people were speechless.This kind of helpless thing, they can only feel distressed.

Zong Sanzuo suddenly understood why Cheng Cheng said he wanted to control the special team.

The major mistakes made by the government of the time made them all lose confidence, so they wanted to control their own destiny.As the only special team currently able to fight normally, and has maintained a record of victory, they have the capital and ability to make their own decisions.Especially Chengcheng, the special ability of him and Mayo Hanyu becoming one is still in the stage of development, and the potential is endless.

What they rely on is themselves, and what they want to protect is their family and friends.

Chengcheng is doing well, and so are his friends.

Sanri Yue Zongjin gently massaged Yuanguang Orange, Yuanguang Orange twitched and smiled, and quickly got rid of those bad emotions.Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Zong Sanzuo Wenji stayed for a while and then went to work. They wanted to prepare a lot of things for Chengcheng. Sleeping is not enough to recover from injuries.Sanri Yue Zongjin accompanied Yuanguang Orange to make trouble, and he knew that Yuanguang Orange was actually sad.

"Grandpa, I'm a little confused."

Sanri Yuezong pinched his face, "I'm listening."

Yuan Guangcheng bit his lip and searched for the answer in the sky, "We are fighting the time-traveling army because we don't want them to destroy history. So what is history? Is it that only things that happened a long time ago are called history, and they are happening now, or What just happened doesn’t count? Why is that?”

Sanriyue Zongjin plucked the broken hair in front of his eyes, and gave him the most practical answer, "Chengcheng, you know that once the past history is messed up, the entire present world will cease to exist, and a new designed path will appear. Then It’s not called history, it’s called a canvas painted by others. What we protect is the history that respects the laws of development and evolves normally, not those people, even our former masters.”

Yuanguang Orange was very sad, "But, I want to protect Dad."

Sanri Yuezong felt a little pity for the young boy in his arms, he still doesn't quite understand the cruelty of history, "Chengcheng, if we don't distort the time flow of this world, and don't delete the memories of Dad and others, the world will be chaotic. And the troubled world It is terrible, and the lesser of the two rights is the best result now."

Yuan Guangcheng looked at him aggrievedly, "Father has forgotten a lot of things, but all memories that have a little relationship with the world of swords and swords are all erased."

Seeing such soft eyes, Sanri Yuezong's heart melted.He held Yuan Guangcheng's hands and kissed, "Sometimes forgetting is not necessarily a bad thing. Dad has forgotten some happy things, but you are still together."

Yuan Guangcheng squeezed his face with a bit of strength, Sanri Yue Zongjin just smiled dotingly.It's not that Chengcheng doesn't understand these principles, it's just that it's hard to accept for a while.

"Don't forget me, don't forget me whatever happens."

Sanri Yuezong made a solemn promise, "I will never forget you, and I don't want to forget you, and I will never leave you if anything happens."

Yuanguang Cheng smiled, "Grandpa, how can you be so nice?"

Sanri Yuezong touched his head, "I am not good to you, who is good to me, I only have you."

"I only have one strike for three days, Yue Zong is close, and I will treat you well."

"How do you treat me well?"

Yuanguang Orange thought about it in distress, this question is so difficult.He thought for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to cover Mikazuki Zongjin's eyes with his hand.

"Don't peek."

"Ok."

A very light soft touch fell on the forehead, just like him.

Sanri Yuezong looked closely at the young boy who ran away, recalled the kiss as light as a feather, and couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

You are the meaning of this place, and I fight for you.

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