[Comprehensive] All knives like to act coquettish to aunts

After getting my affirmative answer, Mikayue, who proposed this idea, took the initiative to invite the knives from Honmaru to gather in the main house, and decided to implement this matter before dinner.

Speaking of which, you don’t need to search for the knives one by one. You can just ring the knife bell hanging on the edge of the courtyard corridor. Because of the anticipation of Sanriyue, the frequency of ringing the knives is a bit fast, and the knives thought there was someone What's the matter, I rushed to the courtyard in a hurry, but my master didn't see it, but saw a three-day moon with obvious malicious intentions, and my psychological gap was huge.

"San Riyue, is there anything important?" Jin Jian felt a little uncomfortable looking at his younger brother's face. Although he was immature, he still had the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so Xiao Ming must be restless again!

"Hahaha, it's not really an important thing." Sankaiyue rubbed Jinjian's head to appease the elder brother's emotions, so that he would not run away in a while, and said in a leisurely manner: "This time, the lord wants to give you Diablo Honmaru gave a lecture, and worked hard to make a micro-movie with optical brain, I thought that everyone should expect to see it, so I specially invited everyone to watch it together."

After Sanriyue finished speaking, the faces of the knife masters who were not very good-looking all eased, and they all expressed their expectations for the movie made by the master himself.

"Since it is a movie made by the master, I will definitely not miss it." Hasebe clenched his fists, he was ready to memorize the lines of the whole movie, and the other knives followed suit.

Tsurumaru realized in an instant that there must be something wrong with this movie. He moved to Mikazuki's side with small steps, elbowed him, and asked in a low voice, "Can you give me some hints?"

"Tears." Mikayue's voice was so inaudible that only Tsurumaru, a swordsman, could hear it.

Tsurumaru understood in seconds, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and stuffed it into Mikazuki's hand.

"I originally planned to give this to the lord directly, and now pass it to you for me. This piece of paper is a map of the 53 pits I dug in Honmaru in the past two days." The troublemaker looked at Sanriyue with a smile , only reciprocity and mutual benefit can make the comrade-in-arms relationship between the two last longer. He straightened his expression slightly and said: "You must give it to the master after reading it. I dug these pits a little deep. As a shock, it is aimed at the master's small body. Some have passed."

Tsurumaru still felt uneasy after emphasizing that the pit he dug would leave at least one leg if the lord of an ordinary human fell down. It wouldn’t be so wonderful if Sankaiyue forgot: “Forget it, I’ll draw another one and send it to you personally. Come on, don't bother you."

A group of people took out the momentum of walking together with the whole honmaru, which can be called gods blocking and killing gods and Buddhas blocking and killing Buddha.After arriving at the main house, each of them took their own exclusive little horses and sat around the projection screen that Xiaohumaru had just installed.

Maza is too small, it is just right for the small short swords and a hotaru to sit, and the poor swordsmen can also sit down, but the big swords are very reluctant, curled up like a ball, inexplicable Cute.

Probably because they look too much like a ball, the egg yolk picks the most ruthless Taro Taidao in the ball, and jumps on his head as soon as his hind hoof is vigorously lying down. Poor Taro stood up suddenly to avoid scaring the little guy He can only let the egg yolk dominate his head.

I really couldn't stand it anymore, so I waved at the egg yolk, and rescued little friend Taro who didn't dare to move.Lihua thought it was me calling it, and ran to me with the egg yolk, and jumped onto my lap at the same time, nestling its little hands in each leg.

After everyone was seated, I made an OK gesture, Xiaohuwan clicked to play, and this conscienceless movie that had been killed thirty or forty times by the dark knife began to reappear.

Half an hour later, as expected, the cries of the knives came and went.

Tsurumaru didn't cry, but he was sure that the movie's lethality to Touken Fusangshen was at the level of nuclear weapons. If it wasn't for the reminder from Sankayue that he had prepared himself mentally in advance, he would definitely be on the same level as his colleagues now. appearance.

Seeing this scene, Sanriyue nodded in satisfaction. If she wanted to cry, everyone would cry together. The most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy. She even learned my good habits and took the opportunity to take several photos.

Hey, Sanriyue, a little swordsman, definitely didn't think that I had a dark history of his tears when watching movies. I'd better not tell him about this kind of thing, and let him be happy for a while.

"Master... hiccup, how could you think of hiccup to make such a movie." Luan relied on me to treat him like a girl, buried him in my arms and cried fiercely: "I miss my dad."

I gently stroked my messy and smooth hair, and patiently coaxed me. The short knives also came to me for comfort when they saw this. I was surrounded by three layers of inner and outer layers, and the other types of knives had only one foot. They can't be plugged in.

The first phase of Yizhen seemed particularly lonely. As the eldest brother of the Awataguchi Sword Sect, shouldn't his younger brothers logically surround him when they thought of their father? They all turned around the master.Only half of his tears were due to missing his father, and the other half was the pain of being abandoned by his brothers.

If I knew what Yiqi Yizhen was thinking at this time, I would probably only be able to give him a consoling look. The short knives of the Kuritaguchi Sword School who fell into Honmaru are indeed crying around you, but our Honmaru's painting style is wrong, you Can't ask for too much, compared to the Santiaodao faction, you are already a very happy elder brother. If you don't believe me, look at Sankaiyue and Xiaohuwan.

"Good boy, although your father is not here, he definitely doesn't want you cute little guys to cry." I treat my own little knife spirits completely without the strength in the Dark Falling Honwan, and my whole heart melts. In a puddle of water, remembering that they still have their elder brother: "Your first-year nun is here too."

"Yiqini, come here quickly!" The dagger of Awataguchi Sword Sect finally thought of his forgotten brother, and shouted to Yiqi who was still dejected.

Yizhen, as a younger brother, even if he is temporarily forgotten by his younger brothers, of course he can only choose to forgive them!This is the last stubbornness of being a younger brother.

The daggers at Awataguchi vacated the place closest to me out of compensatory mentality, with the mentality of letting my favorite brother and favorite master get along well.

The raccoon flower and the egg yolk are still nesting on my lap at this time, and the raccoon flower has not hurt anyone before because it is still friendly to children, but now it pricks up its ears as soon as the first period comes, and it is still not used to it Getting along with so many people, I simply turned around and buried my face against my stomach, out of sight and out of mind.

"Master, my younger brothers have been taken care of by you." Yiqi Yizhen sincerely thanked me. He and his younger brothers were very lucky to meet a very good master.

"If I don't take care of my little baby, who will take care of me? Can I count on other aunts?" I couldn't laugh or cry, thanking you from time to time made me very uncomfortable. This habit is fine outside, but it is inevitable at home. I was out of touch, so I motioned him to lower his head a little bit, and ruthlessly stroked two handfuls of blue hairs, one at a time and one at a time, to cultivate them in action.

"What class do you plan to teach with Diablo Honmaru next week?" Yizheng smiled nonchalantly and asked me about my plan for next week.

This is a very important question, but I haven't thought it through yet: "Um, it's not decided yet."

"But it's very possible to tell them about the core values ​​of socialism." I squeezed the egg yolk pad, the Q-bomb feel made me addicted to cat sucking, and half-jokingly said: "Why don't you teach them how to suck cats?" ? Let Lihua masturbate them."

"..." The knives were frightened by my words, master, your joke is not funny at all, let them play raccoons, how much hatred?

Candlestick Qie Mama and Gexian Mama were the first to come out of the mood of the movie, because they still had to cook and had no time to think about their father.

After Tsurumaru and the others dispersed, they came over and gave me a map that had just been drawn. After explaining the purpose, I had black lines on my face. Are you itchy again, Crane Ball?Haven't you remembered the lesson in front of Awataguchi's room last time?

"Your Majesty, don't let other people see this map." Tsurumaru laughed so hard that he couldn't bear the urge to grab someone. Although I stopped him quickly, He Qiuqiu was also very frightened, he finally recalled the fear of being dominated by Lihua when he was just awakened.

"Please, my lord!" Tsurumaru, who was frightened by Tanuka, just said this and ran away. Tanuka wanted to chase after seeing it, but I grabbed the tail of this fierce beast in time and let Tsuruka Pill survived.

Tsurumaru ran too fast, I haven't refused to help him keep it a secret, that's all, Tsurumaru's hole dug would not fall too badly for the knives. Let's do my aunt's duty to stop it.

That night, I fell asleep early and had a long dream.

In the dream, I got a bunch of big eggs, and for no reason, I was very excited to cover them with the quilt and hatch them.After a while, an egg broke its shell, and hatched a dumpling version of Ibaraki Doji, whose teeth were not yet fully grown. He hugged my neck with his arms like a lotus root, kissed me loudly on the face, and screamed crisply. I say grandma.

Then the other eggs also broke their shells one after another. Shuten-douji, Otengu, Arara, Higanka and other dango shikigami broke out of their shells one after another, and I was overwhelmed by the dango shikigami.

This dream came at dawn, I opened my eyes in a daze, shook my head to wake myself up.Why do I keep dreaming about the shikigami in Onmyoji lately? It's still the dumpling version. Could it be... I'm about to become European!

In a good mood, I hummed a song and went to wash. I didn't notice that a small black feather belonging to the Dango version of the big tengu was blown away by the wind blowing from nowhere.

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