[Comprehensive] There are thirteen days left until the collapse of the Honmaru

Jiro Tachi sat in front of the simple dining table in the kitchen, flipping the steaming noodles with bamboo chopsticks with a look of surprise.

"I can't tell, Master," he raised his head and praised, "Under your mischievous and weak appearance, you actually hide a heart of a great cook."

Yasuhara Tokiha, who was forcibly praised, couldn't help staring: "...Do you want to eat or not?"

"Eat, eat, eat, I will eat."

Jiro laughed, and with the chopsticks in his hand, he pushed aside the tomato slices lying on the surface, picked up a few noodles and put them into his mouth—the next moment, his eyes widened.

"Oh! It's delicious!" He said so convincingly, "The noodles are smooth and chewy, springy in the mouth, full of wheat flavor, as expected of the noodles cooked by the owner himself!"

"What the hell are you talking about, Jiro?" The interrogator asked in confusion, "It's just two packs of forgotten dried noodles stuffed under the cabinet. After all, there is really nothing to eat in the kitchen."

Jiro Tachi: "..."

Miserable, I kissed the wrong ass.

Thinking of this, he quickly showed a charming smile on his face, trying to make up for the mistake just now: "But the tomatoes are quite delicious..."

Hearing this, the interrogator casually glanced at his bowl of noodles, only to find that the other party had clearly not taken a bite of the tomato slices on it... Don't be like this, Jiro!Forcibly flattering will only embarrass both parties!

She decided to ignore all the flaws and eat noodles with peace of mind, otherwise she would starve to death in front of her bowl of midnight snack noodles.

Soon, the table became quiet, only the sound of Jiro sucking noodles. Although he seemed to hesitate at the first bite, he soon showed great enthusiasm and happily ate this bowl of ordinary tomato noodle.

"Huh? This is..." When he opened the bottom of the noodles, he found a round and white poached egg nestled inside. He subconsciously raised his head to look at the examiner sitting opposite, and found that the latter was also eating slowly. noodle.

"Master." Odachi blinked, "I have a beautiful poached egg in my bowl."

"Ah, I know, it's specially for you." Yasuhara Tokiyu replied without raising his head.

"Then is there any poached egg in your bowl?"

The judge seemed to smile, and the steam from the noodles rose from the bowl, which somewhat blurred Jiro Tachi's vision.

"Yes, I have."

In order to prove his words, An Yuan picked up a small piece of egg white with chopsticks and shook it, "It's just that my poached egg was boiled to pieces, not as good-looking as the one in your bowl."

Jiro immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to eat eggs by himself, and let his master, who had lost a lot of blood all day long and was in desperate need of nutrition, eat tomatoes and noodles for nothing.

But he still kindly asked: "How about sharing half of my poached eggs with you?"

As he spoke, he wanted chopsticks to split the egg in half, but found that the skin of the egg white was pierced, and the golden yellow heart slowly flowed out. The delicious appearance made the index finger move.

The god judge seemed to have known about this situation for a long time, and also understood that such a soft-boiled egg is difficult to divide into two halves, so she just smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, Jiro, you can eat it yourself, I personally prefer boiled eggs. Some eggs, and I ate them too."

So Odachi believed what he said, he said "yes" in relief and continued to eat.

And Yasuhara Tokiha looked at the other party with gentle eyes and continued to work hard, because she had already finished her supper - her appetite was smaller than that of Jiro, who is a man.

I don't know if I put a little too much salt... Yasuhara thought to himself, after all, her sense of taste is a bit biased due to illness, but seeing Jiro eating so happily, it seems that it should be normal.

It's nice to have someone like your cooking.

She narrowed her eyes softly, like a well-fed puppy who was a little sleepy and wanted to sleep.

"Yeah, it's good to have a late-night snack that's not an appetizer once in a while. I'm full, thank you master! It's really satisfying!"

Jiro Tachi leaned back on the back of the chair, stretched contentedly, noticed that the little girl seemed to be sleepy, and quickly suggested: "Let me wash the rest of the dishes, master, you go back to sleep Bar."

Yasuhara Tokiha nodded in a daze, and stood up straight, almost knocking over the bowl and chopsticks.

"My God, master, can you do it? Do you want me to carry you back?"

The judge held onto the corner of the table to regain consciousness, "...No, it's just a few steps, I'll just walk back."

Odachi sent her out of the kitchen worriedly, watching the little girl's back staggering away in the dark corridor, almost thought he saw a ten-year-old man instead of a girl in the rainy season.

No, I have to wash the dishes and go back to the master.

Thinking of this, Jiro Tachi quickly picked up the empty bowls and chopsticks of the two of them, washed them and put them away.Then he poured himself a large glass of water, and poured it down violently as if he had been saved.

"what……"

Jiro, with water stains around his lips, didn't bother to wipe the water, but took the lead in touching his belly. The rare feeling of fullness made him satisfied-the salt in the noodles was amazing, but considering that the little girl specially gave it In the mood of cooking supper by himself, he still pretended to be delicious without hesitation, forcibly finished all the food, and even gulped down the noodle soup.

The effect was also obvious, the spirit of the examiner who had been a little sluggish seemed to be higher, but the result was that he was almost thirsty to death.

Fortunately, the girl left in time, otherwise he would have been unable to hold on just now.

When Jiro Taidou thought of this, he couldn't help being proud of his witty action just now - he successfully maintained the love of his master. Although the amount of salt was really outrageous, there is a saying that is not called "the most important thing is often not the food itself , but who to eat with”?

However, when he smiled and lifted the lid of the special trash can in the kitchen, when Jiro's eyes fell on one of them, his smile suddenly froze.

"How, how could it be!"

He didn't care about being dirty, so he quickly reached in and searched for it, but in the end he only found one thing.

It was an empty eggshell split in two.

And it was obvious - there was only one trace of an egg in the entire trash can.

"Really..."

Jiro Tachi stared blankly at the empty egg, with mixed feelings in his heart, and his complacent mood was instantly swept away.After a while, he suddenly woke up!

"Ah, I'm such an idiot!"

The chronically drunk guy was scratching his hair like crazy.

"I actually believed the master's words like this, and ate the only egg!"

Yasuhara Tokha, who staggered back, didn't know that the lie she had painstakingly planned had been exposed. You must know that in order to let Jiro eat the only egg with peace of mind, she deliberately tore a piece of egg white from the poached egg with a shovel. Put the small pieces in your own bowl, and wait for the other party's questions to come.

Ah, she is such a bright and lively person who is considerate of her subordinates.

The inquisitor who was thinking this way finally walked back to his room without incident, but stopped when he saw the door.

"Chaos?" She looked at the child in the white nightgown suspiciously, "Why don't you go to sleep... Ah, don't, don't look at me sobbing."

The person who came was Ranto Shiro. At this time, he was not wearing the black uniform during the day, but only a thin white nightdress. His thin figure looked very pitiful in the dark.

"I originally wanted to see if the master was sleeping soundly at night, but I didn't expect to see blood in it..." He said aggrievedly, there seemed to be a little water in his moist blue eyes, and at the same time his face was not closed tightly. The room turned sideways, "So the master's illness is still not healed? Then why did you tell Hotaru and the others that your health has improved in the afternoon?"

"..."

Yasuhara Tokiha lowered his head in shame, it is really stressful to deceive children.

"Sorry..." she whispered, "I just didn't want you to worry too much."

Ranto Shiro stood up suddenly, his expression was so serious that the judge thought he would be beaten for lying the next second!Yasuhara Tokiha was going to be terrified all of a sudden!

"Can I give you a hug?"

Luan made such a request with a look of wanting to hit someone.

In the end, Yasuhara Tokiha hugged the short knife with long orange hair, and the other party buried his face in her skirt for a long time, sobbing softly.

"We'd love to help you...but no one knows what to do..."

An Yuan touched the back of his head, as if comforting a frightened animal, and said softly: "I know."

He continued intermittently: "The master is obviously in pain, but he still pretended to be okay. Last time... the last time I said that he was startled by you, and his face was covered with blood. "

The judge couldn't help laughing, "It's just bleeding, the wound itself didn't cause me much pain."

"I don't believe it! There's no girl who doesn't feel pain when she gets hurt! Usually, when she falls, it hurts even if the skin is scratched..." Ranto Shiro said in a low voice, and suddenly his body became stiff, because he hugged Shenshen The victim's hands seemed to have touched a piece of wet cloth.

"Oh, I was discovered by you." An Yuan said with some embarrassment, in fact, when she was hugged around the waist just now, she felt a familiar pain in her back!But at that time, Luan had already hugged her and was crying, so she couldn't just push him away...

"It hurts, right?" Luan let go of her tremblingly, raised his hand, and looked at the blood on his hand - the clothes on the back of the God interrogator had already been soaked in blood.

However, the girl forced a smile and touched the head of the dagger.

"Really, it won't hurt."

Yasuhara Tokiha didn't expect the other party to believe such a lame lie, after all, it was completely different from a well-prepared poached egg lie... There are not so many prefixes to pave the way here.

Sure enough, Ranto Shiro shook his head sadly.

"But the master's eyes tell me—you are in pain."

"..."

"It's not just about the body, it's more about the mental pain... Are you about to make a difficult decision?"

Yasuhara Tokiha was completely stunned.

Fuck, this kid has mind reading skills, right?

She has never mentioned this matter to anyone, because since returning to Honmaru, when she thinks of her original goal of going home and seeing these familiar faces again, she feels hesitation and pain from the bottom of her heart .

She hopes to go back, she can't wait to get rid of this rotten world in the next second.

But... She couldn't bear these people in front of her.

Things in the world are so complicated, only the wavering from the heart can make people feel struggling and helpless.

"No, Luan," An Yuan heard his own voice was so calm, neither sad nor happy, "You read it wrong."

Ranto Shiro: "..."

Whoa!

Then it took the judge a full 5 minutes to calm down the little dagger who almost cried on the spot, and showed his proficient wound healing skills-and the trouble of going back to do the laundry.

But Ranto Shiro was still depressed, and finally fell asleep muttering something like "I will protect the master".

Yasuhara Tokiha sighed helplessly, turned his head to look at the other side of the corridor, "Come out."

Yiqi Yizhen, who didn't know when it would arrive, stood in a dark corner and watched for an unknown how long, but the golden flames in his eye sockets were burning slowly, as if he felt the same deep helplessness and sadness.

"Thank you for taking care of this child. I woke up in the middle of the night and found that he was gone, so I went out to find someone...I didn't expect him to come to trouble the main hall."

After he hugged his younger brother back into his arms, he nodded his thanks to Yasuhara Tokiha.

"It's not a trouble, chaos is also out of good intentions." An Yuan said with a smile, she was really sleepy and wanted to go back to sleep.

As an empathetic Taidao, the first phase of course could see the undisguised sleepiness and exhaustion on the face of the judge, so he bowed slightly, "Then I won't disturb your rest, main hall."

"Wait, Phase [-], when did you come here just now?" Yasuhara Tokiha asked.

"...When I was mentioned indiscriminately, I happened to come."

"Ah." The judge rolled his eyes in embarrassment, obviously remembering the scene where he was drenched in blood that day, "I'm really sorry that day, I caused you trouble."

Yiqi Yizhen looked at her in surprise, and said in the same tone as she had just said: "Why do you think that? It's not a trouble, my brothers and I are very happy to do something for you... ...So, you don't need to apologize to me, or to the other companions."

"Illness and injury are not your fault, Lord." He added sincerely, "...There is one more thing I have always wanted to tell you."

"what's up?"

"The main hall... is really a gentle person."

"...Phase [-], no one told you that your eyesight is bad at night."

Yasuhara Tokiha stared at his face and the shining golden fireworks seriously, and finally shook his head, "I am not a gentle person, you are all wrong."