Friendship from all staff to END

Zenyuan Naoya's expectations fell through.

He knows that Mr. Shi Er is strong, handsome, aloof, and extremely cool, and he never likes to talk to himself.

It doesn't matter to him, because even Shi Er despises everything in the Chanyuan family, and Naoya feels that as long as he can see each other every day and talk to each other, he will be satisfied.

But now, Mr. Shi Er actually agreed to be the attendant of the golden-eyed black fox for the DVD.

The CD was put on the air, and I watched it from the first episode. Naoya watched Shi Er sit down with one leg bent and leaning against the wall, trying to stick it up to strike up a conversation.

"Sir, do you like this?"

With just a warning look, Naoya stopped where he was and did not dare to go any further. The ex-dizi murmured: "I can bring this back when I am on a mission. Wouldn't it be good to be my valet?"

Zenyuan Shier ignored him, this tall and silent cousin always closed his eyes half-closed and was not interested in anyone, even if people from the direct neighbors came, he would not give him a glance.But now, when the other party watched the colorful pictures on the TV, he became interested and was willing to watch it.

Naoya thought for a long time before realizing that Shi Er might not like animation, but simply hate him and the entire Chanyuan family.

Everything that is novel outside is much more interesting to Shier of the Zen Garden than this mansion.

Naoya hugged his knees and huddled in the corner of the wall, thinking: We are all members of the Chanyuan family, this is home, I will never hate this, how could Mr. Shier be like this?

The next day, Naoya reported to the Bing Army as usual. He was the leader of this troop of magicians. Even Jinichi and Changshou Lang, who were older than him, respected him politely as their superior.

"Master Naozai." Zenyuan Lantai ran over energetically, her slightly long black hair tied into a braid and tucked behind her head.

Lan Tai is only 7 years old. Since he awakened the spell at the age of 5, he has been elected to Bing. He treats every member enthusiastically like a lively puppy, and is recognized as a good boy by everyone.

"You are finally back!"

The young boy helped Naoya hold the documents and materials. Bing's troops needed to assign tasks according to the weekly plan, and there was also a summary report to write. Naoya was delayed when he went out to do the task, and he needed to write all of them today.

Holding a pen to check off the list of tasks, Naoya asked casually, "What about them?"

Today, there is only Lan Tai in Bing's headquarters, which looks extraordinarily empty.

"They went to visit the returning Ten Kages," Lan Tai said bluntly, and asked directly, "They also said that the Ten Kages will take over Bing in the future. Naoya-sama, are you about to step down?"

"...Nothing." Naoya squeezed the brush, and because of the force, the forked pen tip drew a messy ink mark on the list, "Make another one."

"Ok~"

Lan Tai obediently went to print a new list. Amidst the clicking sound of the printer, Zenyuan Naoya became quiet, but her heart was full of turmoil.

After arranging Bing's work, Naoya returned to his room, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw two maids moving out quilts, books and other things. When they saw him, they saluted as usual, and Naoya said displeasedly: "Didn't you say that?" Don't touch anything in my room?"

The maid looked embarrassed, and Naoya heard the voices of others chatting in the room.

"If you do this, you will get angry. Aren't you afraid that he will sue?"

"He's no longer the son-in-law. This room will be given to Tokage in the future. Of course, we should take this opportunity to hug his thigh. Anyway, Naozai is so annoying, and Tokage won't like him."

The familiar voices belonged to a pair of children directly adjacent to the concubine's room, and their skills were not bad. Usually, the young master was long and the young master was short in front of him, but this time he was actually thinking of driving himself away to please Shiying.

Naoya was rarely silent, walked through his room without saying a word, and wandered slowly and aimlessly in Zenyuan Ben's house.

People who came and went, some greeted him, some ignored him, and Naoya didn't care. When he came back to his senses, he had already come to the courtyard with morning glory, standing in front of the door that he once turned into a frame painting .

The sound of the video came from the room, Naoya opened the door and found it was unlocked.

By the way, because Shi Er is free to come and go every day, and such a big man guards the front hall, outsiders dare not come in, so Yuhua of the Chanyuan is used to not locking the door.

The interior of the house is still simple, with modern electronic products installed in the retro Japanese room. The vase that he kicked over before was replaced with fresh lilies. He was holding a book explaining gymnastics and reading, and he didn't pay attention to himself.

Zhizai walked in silently. At first, he wanted to sit next to his cousin, but Shi Er exuded the aura of "the one who gets close to me will die", so Naozai could only shrink back a meter away from him, which is the Buddhist monastery. Next to the low table where Yuhua wrote.

At the table, the quasi-patriarch is now at Calvin, despondently thinking about how to describe the birth of the Zen Academy's emergence.

The memory of human beings before the age of 5 is very vague. He hopes to write the story more completely, but the memory does not allow it!

The prospective head of the family who scratched his hair messed up didn't care about Naoya, since he was here anyway, this kid wouldn't do anything too outrageous.

The three people in the room were immersed in their own worlds, and they were all speechless. Suddenly, Naoya Xiaoxiao said: "I know why you hate this place."

"?" Yujia looked strangely at this son-in-law who usually acts recklessly, and found that Naozai was not looking at anyone, just talking to himself.

"Now I hate that too."

Naoya opened his eyes and said, "Who would like this kind of place?"

You can’t count on being a close servant. Yuga asked the maid to help pour some drinks. There are both coke and tea. You can choose. Yujia took the coke and found that Naoya and Shier were also the same. Although everyone was dressed in retro clothes, the tastes of young people were the same. of.

After drinking a glass of soft drink, the bubbles from the carbonic acid make people feel refreshed. Yujia picked up the topic: "So you want to come to my place? You should be very busy usually."

"Well," Naoya stared lazily at Yujia with his upturned eyes, and lingered carefully, "However, you will be the one to deal with these things from now on."

"?"

"Bing will be handed over to you soon, are you happy?" Naoya felt that his tone was sour after finishing speaking.

Turning the pen in his hand, Yu Jia rested his chin, introduced the other party to calm down for a while, Naoya downed another glass of Coke, and then explained the reason: "I am not the son of the son, so I lost the management right of Bing, those guys are looking down on me .”

Yujia felt that he was like an old father who was listening to his immature son confide in his youthful thoughts.

After raking his hair, Yujia asked, "Have you told Zhipi people?"

Naoya rolled his eyes: "The old man only recognizes the strong, and sons who have no ability are trash, so they won't listen to me."

This remark reminded Yujia of Naoki's parenting policy of "a fool can't understand anyway", and immediately knew where Naoya's strong and distorted perverted personality came from.

It is impossible to expect Zhipi people to educate their offspring. Faced with his son's confession, this guy may only criticize the other party for thinking too much and not spending his mind on serious business!

Then Naoya will become more and more distorted, constantly pursuing power and limelight, because these are the real things, what is the world's sophistication, just let others obey and obey.

Considering that no matter how bad this kid is, he is also the son of the Chanyuan family. After a thousand years, the atmosphere in the family will be like this. If he doesn't care about it, the family inheritance may be broken.

Looking at the junior who was full of reluctance, Yu Jia asked: "So, if you step down as Bing and not be a son-in-law, those people will not respect you?"

Naoya reluctantly said "um", the Japanese room was very quiet, and the book in Shier's hand hadn't been turned for a long time.

"Then what they usually respect is only 'Bing's leader' and 'dizi'. It doesn't matter who comes." Yu Jia shrugged and pointed at the boy. "They won't target anyone. Of course, if you are too public in your daily life, Adding insult to injury is inevitable."

Naoya was comforted at first, but when he heard that the situation was worse, he fainted again.

The young man is high-spirited, raised by the stars, surrounded by a lot of people, who knows how much those people praise this "son" for the sake of hugging his thighs.

Falling from a high place is painful enough, but after the painful struggle, you are sober, and then you can start again down-to-earth, right?

"I remember that there was also a patriarch named Yuhua in the family thousands of years ago. He went around exterminating people and laying a solid foundation for the masses. Only then was he respected, and he was named by the emperor, and he was adopted as his adopted son. If he wanted to be a good manager, he didn't understand Everyone can’t make things happen.” Yujia couldn’t name a great historical figure to educate the other party, so he shamelessly used himself as an example to explain to Naoya that “combat power is only one aspect, and the respect of others depends on a person’s style of doing things .”

In the front hall, Shi Er's book started to turn pages again, Zenyuan Naozai probably had an epiphany, and now he is no longer immersed in sadness, but rolled his eyes a lot, and said: "I have wanted to complain a long time ago, little aunt How much you admired the Ten Shadows who died with the Six Eyes a thousand years ago, and you used it to name your son, I am afraid that you have read the classics in the library that record the life and deeds of the Patriarch!"

Yuga was also curious at first, why Saori thought of using the name of the patriarch thousands of years ago, but he didn't react until he heard Naoya's words.

"Will the deeds of the patriarchs of the past be recorded?"

Naoya took it for granted: "It is necessary, the records of the Patriarch not only include the other party's daily training methods, but also the details of the martial arts. The ancestral martial arts of the Yusan family can be studied so thoroughly, all relying on the records passed down from generation to generation. Get to know it!"

Yu Jia hurriedly said: "I want to see the record of the person who became a fairy thousands of years ago."

Isn't he worried about how to write himself well, now the detailed record is coming!

Naoya led the people to the library. This single-family building is usually guarded by special personnel, and only a few people in the direct line can enter.

After the doorman unlocked and let them go, Yujia followed Naoya through the rows of old bookshelves. Finally, Naoya put on his gloves, carefully took out a scroll made of twine, and turned to the relevant pages about the eternity of the Zen Temple in front of Yuga.

Yu Jia took a closer look and saw the date of birth and death, childhood name, achievements, etc. of Yuhua in the Zen Academy written on the yellowed paper. 14 years is not long, and the number of pages belonging to him is much thinner than that of other patriarchs. Yu Jia has seen the life of the other party Only then did I know that when Yuhua was 5 years old in the Chanyuan, her parents passed away.

Seeing his own experience written into a book, Yu Jia felt a lot of emotion. Suddenly, he glanced at a section in the book that described "the dance of Shanya music, but the level of writing in waka is not good, and he used to compose a song impromptu—"

[A cherry tree is tall and tall, and the cherry blossoms are floating down.The big petals are like dumplings, falling on the soup in the bowl and floating. 】

Naoya noticed that the young man in front of him, who was still excited at first, suddenly covered his face with his hands unsteadily, and his ears turned red suspiciously.

Naoya: "What's wrong with you?"

The quasi-patriarch shook his head in pain: "It's okay, just execute the punishment publicly."

Naoya said "Oh", glanced at the waka, and said with a smile: "This waka is really interesting, the owner of the family thousands of years ago is a wonderful person."

Yujia: "Woo, stop talking."

God, it's too shameful, kill him!