[Comprehensive] Build a harmonious Honmaru

Shiina was so frightened by Shen Sheng's words and expression that she didn't sleep all night.

He opened his eyes and watched the dawn break outside the window; the little light followed over the huge cherry tree.

Shiina rubbed her head, climbed out of bed, changed clothes and washed.

After he finished washing, he glanced at the clock, 06:30.

He walked out of the room quietly, and closed the door lightly; the other Fusangshen were still asleep, probably because of the reception last night.

After washing with the towel in his hand, Shiina Shii yawned when he was walking in the corridor, and the snapdragon next to him roared loudly, which frightened him soberly.

He trembled and looked over in horror, the snapdragon yelled once and was not enough, and then yelled a second time.

"...!!"

He hurried down and tried to cover the mouth of the snapdragon, but he pulled the snapdragon off the stem with some force.

"..."

He thought about what Shen Sheng would do if he told Shen Sheng about it.

After hesitating, he will decide to be lenient and lenient to resist strictness, hugging the snapdragon and turning around.

"Master Shiina?"

This sound made him almost throw the snapdragon grass in his hand.

"Guang, Mr. Guangzhong?!"

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada was wearing an inner uniform, with a towel around his neck, looking at Shiina who was holding a snapdragon, he wondered: "What's wrong, Master Shiina?"

"I accidentally got it down! I'm not stealing snapdragons!"

Although snapdragon grass is really delicious, yes [.

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada gave an 'ah', and stretched out his hand to take the snapdragon in his hand: "It happens that the snapdragon is needed for today's three meals, and Shiina-sama helped a lot."

Shiina looked at the snapdragon in his hand with some guilt, and was about to find an excuse to escape when she heard Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada continue to speak.

"Master Shiina wants to come to the kitchen? You got up a little early, let me make you a breakfast first."

Shiina hesitated for a while, then nodded.

The structure of each honmaru is similar, the only difference is some small decorations.

Shiina Shii walked on the corridor, and the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada who led the way was in front of him; if it wasn't for the snapdragon grass in the yard outside the corridor, and the roof structure of the corridor was a bit high, he would have thought it was his Honmaru.

His eyes moved to the candlestick Qie Guangzhong who was leading the way, and he touched his chest, feeling a little heartbroken.

It would be nice if his Honmaru also had a candlestick Kiri Mitsutada.

Shiina followed the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada to the kitchen, and the tall man pointed at him at the table in the dining room: "Master Shiina, wait there for a while."

After he finished speaking, he opened the refrigerator and took out the ingredients.

Shiina sat obediently and waited for the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada to make breakfast.

He heard a clicking sound, turned his head, and saw the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada standing in front of the logic table behind him, holding up the kitchen knife, and then chopping down with the momentum of cutting time.

Shiina quickly turned her head as if nothing happened.

He lay on the table bored, and blurted out: "Why didn't Mr. Guangzhong come last night?"

Candlestick cut Guangzhong who was making breakfast: "Because Mr. Crane is making a fuss, I don't know why I hugged Mr. Sanriyue and suddenly started crying, and then ran to find Gexian, choked up and said something we didn't know. Wait for me to go When the Lord entered the room, he found that the lights had been turned off."

"It's really hard work for you... Mr. Tsurumaru of my Honmaru is usually drunk and crazy, and I can't stop it." He yawned and continued: "It's not unstoppable, but my mother can stop it." , but the rest just..."

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada listened to the ellipsis at the end of his words, and showed a helpless smile. He put the ingredients in his hand into the cooking machine and pressed the button.

The only sound in the kitchen is the noise of the cooking machine.

Shiina put her face on the table and looked away: "Mr. Guangzhong."

The sound of the cooking machine just stopped, Candlestick Qie Guangzhong picked up the cooking cup and smashed out the minced meat inside: "Huh?"

"Don't you think Shen Sheng is a bit extreme?"

Candlestick Kiri Guangzhong looked at Shiina with doubts while holding the cooking cup, then frowned: "Extreme? Why?"

He finished asking this sentence, and then asked: "Did Shiina quarrel with the lord yesterday? I really felt the emotional fluctuation of the lord for a moment."

Only then did Shiina remember the violent knife bell that rang outside the house last night.

"It's not a quarrel, it's just that there was some conflict. We have a good relationship."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice was, and the emotions he expressed conflicted with his own words.

Shiina was still lying on the table, as if thinking of something: "Mr. Guangzhong, can't Fu Sangshen be aware of his surroundings by relying on the knife bell?"

Then why did these fusangshen hear the words last night and sense Shen Sheng's emotions last night, but they didn't respond.

Shiina clenched her fists.

"Who misled you, my lord?" Candlestick Qie Guangzhong picked up the frying pan and turned sideways, looking at Shiina Shii: "We can indeed feel the emotion of the god judge, but we can't detect anything with the knife bell. Even if you can hear something, there is still some distance between Dao Ling and the lord's room."

He said, putting the pan in his hand on the stove: "Did something happen between you and the lord last night?"

Shiina shook her head: "No...it's nothing, it's really just a conflict of ideas."

He drooped his head, the hair caught between his face and the table tied him, he changed the direction and continued to lie on his stomach, his voice was a little soft: "Mr. Guangzhong, do you think Shen Sheng is different from your former master? .”

"Are you referring to our former master, or are you referring to the former two god judges of this pill?"

"The former master."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong was arranging the food in the pot. Hearing his words, he paused with his hand holding the long chopsticks: "My lord is different from the previous lords. In our eyes, the lord is more like a little girl."

Shiina shook her head with an 'ah': "You can feel the emotions of the judge, right?"

Candlestick cut Guangzhong nodded: "Yes."

Shiina watched as he brought the prepared breakfast in front of him, and went to make two more bowls of rice.

"Mr. Guangzhong. Don't you think that Shen Sheng's state is very strange?"

"Huh?" Candlestick Qie Guangzhong came over with rice, put one in front of him, and one in front of himself; he shook his head, with a little puzzled face, and asked: "Although sometimes the lord's mood will be very Nervous, but it doesn't surprise us."

"nervous?!"

After all this, you just feel nervous?

Seeing the food in front of him, Shiina suddenly lost his appetite. He opened his mouth, closed it again, and took a deep breath: "Mr. Mitsutada, do you really know what nervousness is?"

"In my eyes, she's on the verge of collapse."

"Mr. Guangzhong, who did you use as a comparison to come to the conclusion that she is just a little nervous?"

"Your former master?"

Shiina looked at the expressionless man in front of her and continued, "She's just a little girl. Although she's grown up, in human society she's just a little girl who just came out of the ivory tower."

It's no better than the onmyoji living in Shiina's house.

No more than your former masters of generals, politicians, and masters.

"She's not Mrs. Shen either. She didn't stay with you since childhood and know what your actions are trying to express."

"It's been less than a year since she came to this Honmaru. She didn't bring anything when she came, and naturally she didn't take anything with her when she left. Why do you expect her to spend her time trying to figure out what your actions want to express? "

"Mr. Guangzhong, let me ask you. Suppose she doesn't understand what your actions are trying to express, look at her performance, does she understand your actions, or has she ever cared?"

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong was silent for a while, then shook his head as expected.

"She's not an onmyoji, she's not like your former master, she's not Mrs. Shen who was with you since childhood."

"She's just a poor little girl who grew up in the human world and grew up in a peaceful environment."

……

California Qingguang pressed the alarm clock on his head, and glanced at the alarm clock, it showed five o'clock.

He yawned and got up; the autumn morning was cool, and he was aroused by the coolness, and he quickly wrapped himself in a quilt.

When the temperature is suitable, I wake up completely, remembering that I don't have to get up early for a few days and I don't have to clean the corridor. I just want to lie down and go back to sleep when I feel the breath in the corridor.

He was vigilant, rushed to the door and pulled open the Zhangzi door.

The sound of Zhangzimen scraping the floor was a little prominent in the early morning.

"Master, master?!"

California Qingguang suddenly woke up. He kept the posture of opening the door and stared blankly at the woman in front of him. He stammered and said, "Master, why are you here, Master?"

Shen Sheng glanced at the room, but did not answer him: "Is Mr. An Ding still sleeping?"

California Qingguang nodded.

Shen Sheng's originally low voice was lowered a little by her, and said: "The nail is broken."

After listening to her words, California Qingguang quickly stretched out his hand to hold her hand and held it in front of his eyes. Her eyes fell on her fingertips. The nails he had just trimmed not long ago were uneven, like a dog chewing on them. He specially picked them As a result, the color has come off a bit, revealing the inner nail.

"Besides, it doesn't feel right to take the newly appointed God Judges to the battlefield today."

"Can I ask Qing Guang to help you remove it?"

"and many more."

California Qingguang quickly ran back to the room, hugging the things he needed in his arms, glanced at Yamato Shou'an who was sleeping beside him, and walked out of the room.

The inquisitor wearing a debriefing suit was sitting in the corridor outside the room, his normally loose black hair was coiled up, revealing his slender neck.

California Qingguang felt that the long white neck was a bit dazzling, he retracted his gaze, looked down at the pattern on the wooden corridor: "Master."

Shen Sheng who was called raised his head and looked at him: "Qing Guang, what's wrong?"

California Qingguang shook his head: "Nothing."

He put the tools in his hand next to him one by one, took Shen Sheng's hand, looked at the damaged red nail polish on his index finger, and complained a little in his tone: "It was obviously done for the master two days ago."

"Hmm... accidentally..."

"Why are you so careless." Jia Qingguang looked at her nails and asked again: "Did the master do anything?"

"I accidentally knocked it on the table, and when I came back to my senses, I found that some of it had fallen off." She said solemnly: "The quality of this nail polish is not very good. Next time, I will take Qingguang to change to a new nail polish. .”

California Qingguang stared at her for a while, then took the tools at the side and started to work: "The master is also true."

"It's almost winter."

California Qingguang focused on the movements of his hands and nodded: "Yes."

"Will it snow in Honmaru in winter?"

"It's going to snow a lot."

"I have never seen snow since I was a child."

"Huh? From what the master said, the place where the master grew up seems to be very warm."

Warm shit.

Shen Sheng felt a little troubled in his heart, and explained: "It's not warm, we need resistance to survive the winter."

California Qingguang raised his head in confusion.

The two chatted for a while, waiting for the dawn to be born in the dark night not far away.

"Clear light."

California Qingguang was so thought by her, she put back the unscrewed base oil in her hand: "I want to change the color for the master."

"I'm going to bring in a new judge, this is for work, so it's not official."

"Then do a French ceremony for the master? Soon."

He finished speaking enthusiastically, but when he met the other party's eyes, he was immediately discouraged: "Okay."

Then resigned to his fate to remove the nail polish for his lord.

The dark night not far away showed no signs of dawn, so Shen Sheng simply withdrew her gaze, and turned to look at Qing Guang, who was fighting against her hand.

The masterpiece that he painted stroke by stroke not long ago is now scratched off again and again by him, he looks a little sad, and keeps saying in his mouth: "If the master doesn't like dark red, we can change the color, other nail polishes I also have some, and the quality will not be bad. If you feel that it is not formal to meet the juniors with nail polish on your hand, we can do a French one. It doesn’t take long. Just give me 10 minutes. Wow, it's a pity that the master's hands are so beautiful and don't have any color..."

Shen Sheng stared at California Qingguang's expression, and felt very interesting listening to his thoughts. When the other party took off the nail polish from her hands and raised her head, she was facing her golden smile with a smile on her face. eyes.

"...Master, master, it's done."

Shen Sheng nodded, retracted his hand, and looked at him: "Qing Guang is disappointed?"

He's very disappointed, okay?

But he still shook his head: "This is something that can't be helped."

California Qingguang said while lowering his head to sort things out, looking at the distant sky that began to glow with warm light: "It's almost dawn."

"Ah."

"When will the master go to the headquarters?"

Shen Sheng got up and answered him: "I'm going now."

"Don't you have breakfast?!"

Shen Sheng raised his hand and rubbed the hair that he remembered to tie up before he came: "Go to the headquarters and eat."

California Qingguang curled his lips and complained: "Recently, the headquarters has been handing things over to the master, but I have seen it. Recently, the lights in the master's room have been on until early in the morning, and the dark circles under my eyes have become much heavier."

"I can't help it." Shen Sheng stood outside the door, looking at California Qingguang who was carrying his tools and garbage, and followed her towards the teleporter: "After all, the time government doesn't have labor laws."

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It’s a story about a chef who judges God and the original Honmaru; the little cook is called Bai Mi, she is soft and cute, and she can also make a little bit of caramel milk tea and ice cream black tea. I want to take her home when I write this setting up.

Whole book healing sweet warm sous vide, really, I vouch for it with my breakfast the next day!

Each knife is written like this in a chapter, the male protagonist Mihebu Foxyao, and five candidates, which made me struggle for a while.

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