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The smell of food suddenly came from outside, making Mizuno Kitahara, who was already hungry, even more hungry.

The lighting of the ghost lamp and King Yan Mo are also off work, and they cannot be stamped, so they have to wait until tomorrow.

Kitahara Mizuno put away the written mission reports into a pile, Zashiki Doji ran in from the outside, and stood silently behind him, the latter skillfully touched one of the head sideways, without being frightened.

"How do you feel about the new clothes?" Kitahara Mizuno asked with a smile.

"Very good." Yizi opened his hands slightly and turned around.

"It fits well," Er Zi said, "I need it next time."

Yizi took out his wallet and looked up at Kitahara Mizuno: "We can pay."

"Master Ghost Lantern gave us pocket money." Er Zi said.

Kitahara Mizuno let out a chuckle, it looked like Ghost Lantern raised the two Zashiki boys as daughters.

"I'm not crazy enough to make money from children." Kitahara Mizuno put away the documents and put them in the special place for mission reports, and confirmed that none of them had been approved.

After putting away the documents, Kitahara Mizuno was hooked by the smell from outside and became more and more hungry. Turning around and seeing Zashiki Doji was still there, he asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Zashiki Doji shook his head, and grabbed Kitahara Mizuno's hand: "Master Ghost Lantern is preparing dinner."

Kitahara Mizuno was surprised, and asked again in doubt: "You said Lord Ghost Lantern is preparing dinner?"

The second son also raised his hand to hold Kitahara Mizuno's hand: "It's almost ready, Mr. Ghost Lantern asked us to call you."

"This is an unexpected harvest." Kitahara Mizuno raised expectations and followed the Zashiki boys out.

In a room off the hall, the scent intensifies.

After entering, Kitahara Mizuno first saw the huge King Yan Mo, who was sitting on a chair with a fork in his hand and a kind face.

"Mizuno is here, come quickly, the hot pot is ready to serve."

Kitahara Mizuno walked into the room, and there were many plates on the long table with a lot of ingredients on them, among which sashimi and sushi were eye-catching, and what was even more eye-catching was a long knife on the table, and the ghost lamp stood not far away , bowed his head and kneaded sushi.

The long knife was shining with a cold light, and beside it was the head of a huge snapdragon, and the round fish eyes glowed strangely.

A little penetrating, Kitahara Mizuno didn't move for a while.

Ghost Lantern pinched the sushi in his hand and put it on the plate, raised his head and said, "Snapdragon Sushi, come and get it."

Kitahara Mizuno heard the words, walked over quickly, smelled the smell, the visual enjoyment of food made his pace gradually brisk, and walked to the side of the ghost lamp. The height of the two made Kitahara Mizuno need to look up to see the ghost lamp at such a close distance s face.

Ghost Lantern concentrates on the sushi. The snapdragon sashimi that has just been cut in advance is crystal clear under the light. There are thin and thick ones. The meat quality makes people want to chew.

Ghost Lantern's hands nimbly pinch the sushi, and lightly put some caviar or other ingredients on it. His bony hands are very skilled in these things, and his fingers are extremely flexible. More like a work of art.

Kitahara Mizuno looked at those hands, and felt the urge to hold them. Those hands, no matter they were holding or being held, had a kind of inspiration that made people open their pores. The more dangerous the owner of the hands, the more irritating The urge to take risks.

Commonly known as the spirit of death.

Kitahara Mizuno raised his head, the ghost lamp lowered his eyes and concentrated on pinching the sushi, his eyes were calm, his side face looked like cold white porcelain under the light, with sharp edges and corners and a kind of handsome softness.

The large kimono made this person look not strong, especially compared with King Yan Mo, whose physique was beyond the size of ordinary people.

But if you look at the arm that is exposed because you want to pinch sushi and lift up the sleeve, the muscles on it are not weak at all, full of explosive power, not the bloated muscles, but smooth, and the muscle lines are easy to look at.

The movement of the fingers triggers the movement of the arm muscles.

"Not hungry?" Kitahara Mizuno's fox ears moved as the magnetic bass came down from above.

"I'm going to wash my hands."

Kitahara Mizuno ran to wash his hands, came back soon, ran to the side of the ghost lamp, picked up a prepared sushi, and watched the ghost lamp make the sushi while eating.

Standing next to the ghost lamp, watching him pinch while eating sushi, a sense of peace rose from the bottom of Kitahara Mizuno's heart. This kind of ordinary life is happiness, especially the leisure after work.

Nothing to worry about, Kitahara Mizuno ate one after another, getting closer and closer to the ghost lamp, and finally almost stretched his head to the ghost lamp's arm.

Gui Deng squeezed the last piece of sushi and put it on the plate, glanced at Kitahara Mizuno's empty plate, and said, "If you eat too much, you won't be able to eat the hot pot later."

King Yan Mo echoed: "Yes, Mizuno, come here, the soup here is already boiling, you can put ingredients, what do you want to eat?"

Kitahara Mizuno swallowed the sushi in his hand, licked his lips, turned his head, and saw fish meat of a different color from the snapdragon: "King Yan Mo, what is that?"

He still had something to say, after licking the corners of his mouth, Kitahara Mizuno really wanted to eat something more.The snapdragon sushi is very appetizing, and there is nothing to say about the ingredients. The meat quality of snapdragon is comparable to tuna, and the sushi chef's craftsmanship is also good.

The Zashiki boys are already sitting by the hot pot, putting some ingredients into the pot.

Ghost Lantern walked over and helped put the fish in a plate.

King Yan Mo said with a smile: "This is a puffer fish. It was sent by other kings next door. They said they caught it while fishing."

fishing……

The corner of Kitahara Mizuno's mouth twitched, and his body automatically moved towards the ghost lamp.

The puffer fish meat has been processed, Ghost Lantern pours the meat into the soup, calculates the time, and quickly fishes it out.

Kitahara Mizuno and the Zashiki boys came over at the same time, moving in unison.

The onlooker, King Yan Mo, stroked his beard and thought it was very interesting. Seeing that Ghost Lantern gave them three pieces of puffer fish meat, he handed out the plate with a smile: "Ghost Lantern, I want it too."

Ghost Lantern raised his eyes, his tone was flat but there was no room for negotiation: "How old are you to do it yourself."

King Yan Mo: "..." The warm feeling just now seemed to have been splashed with a basin of cold water, and the ghost lamp was still so cold.

Is it his illusion? He feels that the ghost lamp is more conniving towards Kitahara Mizuno.

Kitahara Mizuno picked up the puffer fish meat, and he was in a good mood, happy like a fairy.

"Delicious." The first son said to the second son.

The second son nodded: "It's delicious."

King Yan Mo grievously picked up the ingredients by himself, while Kitahara Mizuno and the two Zashiki boys held bowls and waited for the ghost lamp to feed them, forming a sharp contrast in the atmosphere between the two sides.

"Master Ghost Lamp! Lord Ghost Lamp!"

From afar, Xiaobai's crisp and cheerful shout was heard, and soon a white dog rushed in.

"Master Ghost Lantern, here I come!" Xiao Bai swung his tail into a windmill.

"It smells so good," Xiaobai breathed out, "Master Ghost Lantern, King Yan Mo, Beiyuan."

Ghost Lantern made a separate plate and put it in front of Xiao Bai: "Today's extra meal."

"Thank you!" Xiaobai turned on the hungry dog ​​mode and quickly cooked the meal.

After Kitahara Mizuno finished eating, the speed of cooking slowed down, and the feeling of fullness in his stomach made him feel a little drowsy, and the scent surged under his nose, and his appetite and warmth were perfectly satisfied in this room.

The ghost lamp just fed them, and now they are eating gracefully but very fast, sitting next to Kitahara Mizuno.

Kitahara Mizuno chewed the fish fillet for a while, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the ghost lamp eating, and his attention quickly focused on his face.

As Lilith said, he is a very nice man.

The more you look at the appearance, the more you like it. The demon fox likes good-looking creatures.

The sight from the side was too strong, as hot as the sun, and it was hard to ignore it. The ghost lamp glanced at the opened wine next to it, and the wine in it was not consumed too much.

The ghost lamp turned his head, Kitahara Mizuno's eyes were a bit drunk and blurred, his chin was resting on one hand, on his handsome and lovely face, slightly narrowed eyes stared straight at him, full of primitive desire.

The red demon pattern hooked his eyes long and narrow, strange and evil, his lovely temperament has been overshadowed by the meandering, and the true nature of the demon fox is gradually revealed.

Ghost Lantern paused, and asked: "Are you drunk?" The alcohol content was not high, and he remembered that this demon fox had a high alcohol capacity.

Kitahara Mizuno bent his eyes, and there seemed to be no sense of beauty surrounding him. He asked with a low smile: "Master Ghost Lantern, do you have domestic violence?"

Ghost Lantern: "..." This demon fox is really drunk.

He didn't answer Kitahara Mizuno's question, and first reached for the jug. After reading it, Ghost Lantern realized that he had taken the wrong one. It was a very strong wine.

A bad feeling flashed in Gui Deng's heart for a moment. He looked at King Yan Mo. King Yan Mo's face was flushed, and he seemed to be floating. He caught Xiaobai and kept talking about his grandson.

"Master Ghost Lantern!" Xiao Bai begged for help from Ghost Lantern, wanting to cry without tears, "King Yan Mo is so scary!"

Putting a warm body behind him, Ghost Lantern turned around and paused, wrapped his arms around his neck, and there was a warm, hot breath between his neck, and a scent that was both real and fake wrapped him in it.

"Master Ghost Lantern..." The laughing, desire-filled murmur behind him was right next to his ears, and the fluffy tail curled around his waist.

"Xiaobai, do you know, my grandson..."

"Master Ghost Lantern, help me!"

Gui Deng sighed, looked at the eyes of the first son and the second son, pressed his temple, gave Kitahara Mizuno an overhand throw with his backhand, and then hit him on the neck with a hand knife to knock him out.

Then, the ghost lamp stunned the huge Yan Mo King neatly.

Xiaobai broke out in a cold sweat.

"Ghost, Lord Ghost Lantern! Don't hit me!" Xiao Bai shrank into a ball, his voice trembling.

Ghost Lantern held Kitahara Mizuno by the waist with one hand and carried him, looked down at Xiaobai, tilted his head and said, "I usually don't hit animals."

"You guys help me take care of King Yan Mo, can you bring me a quilt?" Gui Deng asked the Zashiki boys.

Zashiki Doji nodded: "No problem."

Ghost Lantern carried Kitahara Mizuno out, as neatly as if he was holding a sandbag, his steps were steady and without any pressure.

Kitahara Mizuno has no room at Yan Mo Hall.

The ghost lamp walked for a while, and encountered a problem. It was so late, and Zhonghe Hell was far away, so it would take time to send it there.

Ghost Lantern rubbed his chin and pondered for a while, then turned his footsteps and walked in another direction.

……

The next day, Kitahara Mizuno woke up and saw an unfamiliar ceiling, he was a little dazed for a while, his golden vertical pupils were full of mist.

Who is he, where is he, why is he here?

Some pictures flashed through Kitahara Mizuno's mind, they were detailed but full of information, which completely answered the self-question when he just woke up.

A demon fox stiffened into a statue.

That's why he said that monsters can't get drunk, and it's easy to do horrible things when they get drunk. Kitahara Mizuno covered his head with his hands, his face full of collapse.