[Sword Ranbu] Judges of the gods also have to go to the battlefield

Hao Ning's proposal was quickly agreed by Tsurumaru, "It sounds a bit interesting, and it just so happens that I don't have much to do today."

Kanesang wrapped his wide sleeves, "It's not bad, speaking of it, I haven't even been on an expedition yet."

"Ken-sang should stay in Honmaru." Hao Ning flatly rejected him, "It happens that I need someone to help me here."

"Hit it?"

Hao Ning nodded, "I want to expand your room and add more rooms."

He always felt that it would be aggrieved for the swordsmen to sleep in the same room as the Datong shop, and since there would be new swords coming, it would be a matter of time before the room was expanded.

The corner of Jiansang's mouth twitched, "Isn't it too troublesome? And I'm not the kind of knife that does chores."

"Isn't this not good now?" Tsurumaru also followed behind and added, "Every night I can play new games with everyone, so there is no need to sleep separately."

The swordsmen who were still talking suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere became inexplicably cold. Hao Ning looked at the other people who were silent, "What's wrong?"

"No, as expected, it is better to expand the room." Kansang said sincerely.

Mutsu Mori pointed at Tsurumaru with grief and indignation, "He was the one who put the ghost mask next to Zajia's pillow last night!"

"The one who learns how to crow a rooster in the middle of the night is also Tsurumaru."

"A few days ago, I made a big paper crane pretending to be him to sleep, and the Minghu next door got up in the morning and was startled!"

Tsurumaru, who was sitting by the entrance, looked back at everyone gracefully, "Otherwise, everyday life would be too boring."

Hao Ning probably understood everyone's feelings, "Expand at least one room and give it to Tsurumaru alone."

The matter was settled in this way. Yamabuchi led an expedition to collect the required wood and other raw materials, and Hao Ning began to be busy with the expansion. He roughly looked at the area of ​​the open space, and then planned the layout of the room, which was more complicated The things that need to be handed over to the almighty swordsmith.

There were busy scenes everywhere, the sound of chanting came from the room, Hao Ning looked around, and Tsurumaru also lay beside him.

"It seems to be praying for my brother?" Tsurumaru guessed.

Hao Ning remembered the pile of safety charms hidden by his two elder brothers before Xiao Ye left, and the corners of his mouth twitched. The degree of brother control should be enough...

Fortunately, there are enough people in this pill, and the efficiency and quality of everyone's work cannot be underestimated. By the time it gets dark, the foundation has almost been completed, and Haoning will hand over the rest of the work to other people.

The first team, which had been out for a day, returned at sunset. The primary school students who felt that they had experienced the experience were still in high spirits. They continued to wave small wooden sticks in the courtyard. In the corner of the room, there was a new knife buddy they brought back——

Atsushi Shiro curled his legs, his face was buried in his knees, only a pair of guarded black eyes were exposed.

The child didn't seem to have greeted him when he came. The director outside the house was having fun with everyone, and the sound of playing made Shiro Atsuto shrink back even more.

Hao Ning entered the room at this time, I don't know if it was his illusion, after seeing him, Atsuto Shiro was almost 12 on guard, if it was a kitten, the fur would probably explode right now.

He waved awkwardly, "Hi?"

"Who are you?" Atsushi Shiro looked at him warily.

Hao Ning was about to say his own name, but later he realized that it is not applicable here, "I am your judge."

"Huh!!" The child suddenly became excited, "How can the judge be such a dry poor man like you!"

Atsuto Shiro's heartfelt exclamation dealt a heavy blow to Hao Ning, and there were almost tears in his eyes.

This child... probably has the kind of attribute that is very afraid of strangers, right?Hao Ning comforted himself in his heart, it was definitely not that there was any problem with him.

The principal with a few short knives on his body patted Hao Ning on the shoulder, "What happened?"

He was too burly, and there were other people hanging on his body, so he bent down to enter the entrance, "What's wrong with Shirou Atsuto?"

Hao Ning hurriedly wanted to pull the director away, fearing that he would also be reprimanded by the angry Xiao Zhengtai, but just when Hao Ning reached out to stop him, Atsuto Shiro, who had been curled up all the time, suddenly stood up and strode forward. He rushed to the principal.

"Live in peace and don't fight!"

After Hao Ning finished speaking, Atsushi Shiro jumped up and threw himself into the director's arms begging for a hug, and then still looked at Hao Ning with that kind of guarded eyes.

"Haha...the principal is really popular with children..."

The principal grinned with a smile, revealing his white shark teeth, "Yes!"

After all, he is such an amiable person as the principal, it is understandable that Atsuto Shiro would rely on him, Hao Ning comforted himself again.

Immediately afterwards, Jiro also entered the room, and lifted Hao Ning who was standing outside the door effortlessly, "What are you doing standing here?"

Hao Ning raised his head, "Ah, it's Jiro."

Atsuto Shiro cheered up again, "Is it Jiro Tachi...I didn't expect to meet here!"

Hao Ning was frustrated for the third time, but he still managed to show a smile, "Anyway, let's go eat first?"

Atsushi Shiro looked serious, "I don't eat with the poor."

"Then... shall I send it to you?"

"Can the things touched by the poor still be eaten?"

Having been choked so many times, Haoning's face darkened, and he walked up and pulled Atsuto Shiro off the head of the garden without hesitation.

"You bastard! What do you want!"

Hao Ning didn't listen to Atsuto Shiro's words at all, turned him over and pressed him on his lap, raised his hand and slapped him, he didn't have much strength, but the punishment had already made the little devil's face flush.

After being spanked several times in a row, Hao Ning let him go after seeing Atsushi Shiro calm down, "Don't respect the elders, and want to spoil the food, do you know it's wrong?"

Hou Teng Shiro lowered his head and did not speak, Hao Ning's heart skipped a beat... This is the first time he has seen such a disobedient child since he came here, and he treated him like his cousin without thinking clearly, and more importantly , in front of so many people...

Is the little devil angry?

He couldn't hold back his face, and his momentum was half weak. He patted Atsuto Shiro's shoulder tentatively, "Atsuto Shiro?"

Atsushi Shiro raised his head, tears glistened in his eyes, but he had an excited expression, even his face was a little red, "Yes! Chief!"

Hao Ning suddenly turned his head to look at Jiro and the principal, "What's the matter with this kid?"

"A little masochist?"

Jiro nodded, "It's very possible."

Although there were some stumbling blocks, a new partner was finally ushered in, Honmaru was a little more lively, and the day when Hao Ning returned home was getting closer.

He did too much carpentry work during the day, and before going to bed, Yamabuchi helped him massage his sore back. Hao Ning was flattering and begging for love like a puppy, and Yamabuchi, who had been rubbed by him for a long time, finally let go.

"Tomorrow we will march into the Kamakura period. The task is cumbersome and can only be done once."

Finally agreed, Hao Ning rushed forward excitedly, Hao Ning's panting sounds came out from the gauze tent, from the beginning of forbearance, he was choked with anxiety.

In the middle of the night, Hao Ning's voice had become a little hoarse, struggling to climb out of the gauze curtain, "Didn't you say it once?"

His half-climbed body was dragged back forcefully, and Hao Ning lost consciousness again due to the impact behind him.

To Yamabagiri, this night was a long one.

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