[Comprehensive] General Diary of Ouhuangcao

Yingcao cried and wanted a kiss on her lips, she leaned against Qing Xingdeng's arms and gradually fell asleep with tears in her eyes.

Qing Xingdeng looked at Yingcao.

Ibaraki looked at Aoyuki Tome.

The big tengu looked at them.

Dimulu looked around, and finally looked at Kenneth.

Kenneth didn't know who to look at.

Saber held the sword and froze there, couldn't help but look at Irisviel in blank dismay.

Ibaraki: "Put her down."

Qing Xingdeng: "I won't let it go."

Big Tengu: "If I tell you to let it go quickly, then you will let it go."

Qing Xingdeng: "Why do you ask me to let me go?"

Ibaraki: "That's my woman, don't let me go!"

Qing Xingdeng: "I still said this is my child, why let me let it go!"

Big Tengu: "Obviously it's my sister Qing Xingdeng, hurry up and let it go!"

Qing Xingdeng: "I won't let it go!"

Ibaraki lit up his ghost claws, Daitengu stretched its wings, Qing Xingdeng squinted his eyes and raised his hand to press Yingcao's head, looking over with arrogance.

This is the battle of ssr honor! ! ! (not)

... The expensive circle is really chaotic.

The sleeping Yingcao suddenly frowned and snorted very slightly. The expressions of the three ssr's changed instantly, and they all gathered up their shaggy fighting spirit in unison.

After such a toss, the two heroic spirits have long since lost their fighting spirit. After nodding to Saber, the heroic spirit of the spear walked over quickly, stretched out his arms to Qingxing Deng, and stared at the firefly in her arms , the voice was soft and soft: "Give me Miss Ying, I should take her back."

Qing Xingdeng folded his arms, and slightly frowned his slender eyebrows.

——There is no reason for a treasure that has been cherished for many years, not to mention that she can see clearly the meaning contained in the gaze of the handsome man in front of her.

So the woman raised her eyebrows and asked softly, "Are you an Onmyoji?"

Dimuludo was taken aback, "Of course not."

Qing Xingdeng raised his chin, and asked a little arrogantly: "Then you are Xiaocao'er's master this time?"

Hearing this, Ying Ling shook his head, his brows furrowed even tighter.

"...How could I be her master?" He was just a former undead who had only relied on magic power to reappear for a short time. The master-slave should be the other way around.

Qing Xingdeng stretched his eyebrows, covered his lips and smiled again: "That's..." But before she finished speaking, suddenly there was a loud thunder in the sky——

A huge chariot flashing with purple lightning sparks descended from the sky. The bull pulling the shaft was muscular and handsome, majestic. Opening the bright red cloak on the back, the thick voice shook everyone's eardrums:

"In front of this king—stop your pointless quarrels!!!"

Qing Xingdeng looked at the brows of Yingcao in his arms who were frowning uncomfortably due to the noise, and his face sank instantly.Tengu had already walked to Qing Xingdeng and stretched out its pitch-black wings, trying to shield her from the noise a little.

The other two heroic spirits stared at the big man dumbfounded, and continued to shout:

"I am the Conqueror King Iskandar, who participated in this Holy Grail War and obtained the rank of rider—" He softened his tone slightly amid the increasingly surprised expressions of the crowd, and showed them a gentle smile Attitude: "Since you are fighting so much for the Holy Grail, why not think about it, is your wish really that important?"

Izuku remained expressionless.

He doesn't want Lao Shizi's holy grail, he came here to find his wife.

Kenneth watched from the beginning to the end with a blank face, and has been quiet until now with a patience that shocked even himself.

When the rider fell from the sky, Kenneth's expression finally changed very slightly.

...Ha, this plot is really fucking good.

Unceremoniously bursting out a foul-mouthed magic genius in his heart, Kenneth Elmeloy, a first-level lecturer at the Clock Tower, couldn't help sneering when he saw the thin student who was cowardly and bluffing behind the Heroic Spirit.

"Mr. Weber Velvet..." He stretched out his voice slowly, using the arrogant and supercilious tone unique to noble families that Weber loathes and dislikes the most. His student stared at him with a pale face. The instructor, who was extremely cold but seemed extremely calm, was trembling with fear.

"Your courage... is greater than I expected."

However, Weber's expected harsh and insulting mocking tone did not hit his head and face as he imagined. He hid behind the chariot a little timidly, watching Kenneth tidy up his flat clothes slowly. With sleeves, he strode towards Qing Xingdeng beside him, and then stretched out his hand.

"Miss, it's time to return my child." His voice was cold and deep, with anger that could not be ignored, Qing Xingdeng lowered his eyes, and carefully handed Yingcao from his arms to Kenneth's. in the arm.

Dimuludo hurried forward: "My lord, please let me..."

"Shut up r," Kenneth interrupted him coldly, but covered Yingcao's ears with his hands very carefully, and lowered his voice subconsciously: "It's just a little carelessness that caused Yingcao to make such a big noise." I think you are just a bit better than the brat over there... Even if Sola is willing to believe in your ability, I can't continue to let you be responsible for the safety of this child—but from this point of view, that boy Weber It would be a good thing to take away my original holy relic."

Such a stern yet gentle image of a loving father really subverted Weber's perception of a mentor - so much so that he didn't even notice the distaste for the tall heroic spirit around him in his tone.

Rider himself seems to agree with this statement as well.

"...It seems that you were originally going to be my Master..." He touched his chin and looked at Kenneth and the slender girl he was holding, shrugged, but admitted this statement very generously: "Indeed, Compared to such a handsome little brother, I am not at all suitable for taking care of such a delicate little girl."

The eyes he looked at r suddenly showed a bit of sympathy and pity. Dimuludo didn't realize the meaning of this look at first, but soon, he showed a helpless smile: "Don't look at it like that. Looking at my rider, although I am very happy for your acknowledgment and understanding of me, this is not too bad; on the contrary, Hotaru is very cute."

Kenneth's eye knife swiped and killed him.

Then he suddenly showed a gentle smile, which made people feel cold behind their backs.

"...After all, he is a heroic spirit who has been married and had children, so it's not surprising to have such thoughts." Kenneth has never smiled so understandingly: "From this point of view, Yingying is lucky."

At some point, Saber, who had been reduced to a crowd of onlookers, looked at the spearman's face and instantly turned pale, and for a while, she didn't know what mood to respond to.

The blond girl looked at Dimuludo sympathetically.

The little face is pale, so pitiful.

Kenneth, who had stabbed his own servant with an extremely vicious and vicious mood, only felt refreshed and his depression disappeared.

"I'll take Yingying back to sleep."

As soon as Kenneth turned around, three SSRs immediately followed behind him.

Awakened ones, five-star ones, those with their own souls, and those without money.

Father-in-law glanced coldly, and Qing Xingdeng raised his hand first: "I can tell you the story of Xiaocao's past." Big Tengu lowered his head, with a cute and pitiful expression: "My sister used to bring me up ..." Kenneth glanced at Ibaraki Doji again, with a murderous look in his eyes.

Ibaraki's expression froze for a moment, then turned into a puff of blue smoke and disappeared.

Kenneth snorted coldly and left with Yingcao in his arms.

Qingxingdeng and Daitengu, who knew better than anyone where Ibaraki had gone, shut their mouths at the moment: Shikigami is their final destination, if it is exposed at this moment, it will not be a good thing for Yingcao or themselves .

"...rider, do you still want to fight?"

"Yeah... I don't know why this king doesn't have any fighting spirit right now."

"Ah...what a coincidence, me too."

Finally, Weber withdrew his dull eyes from staring at his mentor, and said in a blank tone.

"Oh, let's go home and eat."

****

This time Yingcao didn't sleep soundly - a liqueur chocolate stuffed into her mouth could make her drunk, which was something she never expected.

Although she used to be a drinker who never got drunk, Jiu Tun's ghost wine couldn't do anything to her; but maybe because of the reason of cutting off the number and restarting, although the strength has not weakened, the drinking capacity that was hard to exercise in the past has disappeared. clean and dry.

Sorrow_(:3ゝ∠)_

After taking a bath, Yingcao still felt sleepy and tired, so she rubbed her eyes and walked to the window, ready to open the window for some air.

Then as soon as a slit was opened, the girl who was still half asleep was immediately pinched by someone's chin, causing the other party to bite her lip fiercely.

Shuten-douji squatted on her window frame, pinching her chin with one hand, and clasping the back of Yingcao's head with the other hand so that she could not dodge. The sharp canine teeth of the ghost king deliberately rubbed the grass demon's delicate lips and tongue. After hearing the girl's painful hum, the distance between their lips was slowly opened, and they looked at Yingcao's soft lips that had been bitten red by him with great satisfaction, and licked the corners of her mouth, revealing a slight With a fierce smile: "I heard that kid Ibaraki kissed you?"

Then he was kicked down by Yingcao who flew away in an instant without hesitation.

By the way, Shuten Station is the window of Hotaru's hotel room.

The location is the fifteenth floor.

Downstairs is Kenneth who just woke up.

...Condolences.