The judge of the gods is covered in liver [Comprehensive]

Hoshino is sick.Last night, I drank wine and was blown by the wind. I got cold and my body couldn't stand it.

Yaki Hasebe knelt and sat on the edge of the bed, with his head bowed and his face flustered.Yamabuki Kunihiro sat there stiffly, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

"Ahem..." Hoshino held the hand of his valet Goto Toshiro, and said solemnly, "Goto, I will hand over the Honmaru to you in the future. The resources are in the forging room, and the small judge is in Hakata. If you don't want to be in the Honmaru , then share a point and everyone will find a way out..."

Goto Toshiro's eyes were red, and he burst into tears: "My lord, don't scare me, why do you sound like you are going to die..."

Yaken Toshiro rubbed his forehead, and stuffed Hoshino's extended hand back into her.

"My lord, you are just infected with a cold and have a slight fever. Take some medicine, drink some hot water, and sleep for a while and you will be fine."

Hoshino sniffed and said in a mournful voice, "Yakuken, don't you have the heart to tell me the truth? It's okay, I can still bear it."

How to save a drama hero?Yaoken recalled the former Tsurukiri Toshiro, so he could only say in a good voice: "I didn't lie to you, really, it's just a cold and a fever."

"Oh, then I'm relieved." Hoshino shrank back under the quilt and let out a long sigh of relief.

Hasebe, who was pressed and cut, hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly: "My lord, I'm sorry, I was talking nonsense yesterday."

Hoshino's eyes moved to him, and he sighed, "That's right, I also think that you must have scared me, that's why I can't get sick like this."

Yao Yan resisted the urge to complain.

Can't afford to be sick?You just got sick, and based on your physical fitness, it is estimated that you will recover tomorrow.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe believed it to be true, and was immediately at a loss, not knowing how to atone for his crime.

"Hasebe, I want to eat udon noodles." Hoshino said suddenly.

As if he had been pardoned, he immediately stood up, bowed and said, "I'll go to the kitchen now and ask Candlestick Che to make a bowl! Please wait for me when I come back, my lord!"

"I don't want to eat Candlestick Cut." Hoshino pouted, "I want to eat what you made."

Hasebe was dumbfounded: "Yes, but I don't know how to do it."

"I don't listen, I don't listen!" Hoshino took out his phone and opened a video, "Look! His Hasebe can make udon noodles! Don't you love me anymore? His Hasebe can not only make udon noodles Udon noodles can sing!"

"This, this..." Hasebe looked at the one in the video, and while singing the extremely shameful udon song, while kneading the dough, he stammered, "I'll try it in the kitchen... ..."

"Go, go, by the way, put less salt." Hoshino waved his hand to dismiss Fu Sangshen.

A cup of hot water was brought over, and the straw was carefully inserted.Hoshino didn't bother to get up, so he drank a small half cup from Yamabuki's hand to moisten his throat.

"Yamabuchi, are you sober? You seemed to have had just one drink last night, huh?"

Yamabuchi replied stiffly: "Yes, my lord."

"Oh, what else did you seem to say?" Hoshino pretended to think.

"I didn't say anything!" Yamabuchi yelled, his face flushed, "I, I didn't say anything! My lord, you remember wrong!"

I even forgot to add the honorifics, obviously Yamabukiri's entire blade is on the verge of collapse.

Hoshino smacked his mouth, but let the shy Fu Sangshen go.

"Hmm... the pillow is a little hard." Hoshino's eyes slid around Yamabukiri's knee, and his tone was drawn out.

Kunihiro Yamababa felt that he had never been so witty before, and instantly understood the meaning behind what the lord said.He took a few steps on his knees carefully, then adjusted his posture so that the lord could easily rest his head on his knees.

Children can be taught.

Hoshino gave him an appreciative look.She stretched her waist, and said to Yaken Toshiro, "Yakuken, I have a task for you."

"My lord, please tell me." Yao Yan was wearing a white coat, and he really looked like a doctor.Of course, all the drug research in this pill are actually unlicensed, self-taught doctors.

"This is for you." Hoshino threw him a video camera, "Go to the kitchen and record the whole process of Hasebe's cooking."

"Record it?" Yao Yan fiddled with the camera and refused decisively, "My lord, I don't know how to use this."

"Ask Mutsumori if you don't know how to use it, he will." Hoshino snorted, "Anyway, I want to see it."

Yao Yan sighed in his heart.I really can't tell, does the lord like or hate Hasebe?

If Hoshino knew his question, he would answer confidently: Hasebe is so funny, of course he likes him.

Only Yamabagiri and his valet Goto were left in the room, and the sound of shallow breathing became the best lullaby.She closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.This sleep went straight from morning to noon, and Hoshino's limbs became weak from the sleep, and he became more and more lazy.

For a moment, Hoshino seemed to have returned to an afternoon long, long ago. There was no one in the quiet room, only the clock was ticking.She woke up suddenly, her mind was blank, and the tip of her nose was filled with a faint fragrance.

"My lord, I've already made the noodles. Please taste them." In Hasebe's hand was a tray with a bowl of steaming noodles on it.

Hoshino yawned, sat up slowly, and pretended that he didn't see Yamabuchi rubbing his legs secretly.

It deserves it, who made him speak out last night.

Gently scooped a spoonful of the thick soup, the heat flowed from the throat into the stomach, the whole body became warm, and the hands and feet seemed to have strength.

"The taste is unexpectedly good." Hoshino boasted.

Hasebe clenched his fist and coughed twice, then asked in a low voice: "Master, can you ask Yaoken to delete the video he took?"

"Why delete it? Is there something shameful?" Hoshino had forgotten about it at first, but after hearing what he said, he became interested instead.

"No, nothing." Hasebe's eyes wandered, but he refused to say anything.

Don't say it, don't say it, wait for me to see for myself.

Hoshino snorted, and after eating the whole bowl of noodles, his stomach was full.After getting enough sleep, it was difficult to fall asleep even lying down, so Hoshino simply directed: "Yamabugiri, I want to listen to a bedtime story."

"Sleep, bedtime story?" Yamabuchi was about to leave quietly, but he was stopped suddenly.He looked like a kitten whose fur was about to explode after being frightened from behind.

Hoshino asked Goto to take a book off the shelf, with a few large characters written on the cover.

"One Hundred Bedtime Stories".

"Let's start." Hoshino closed his eyes comfortably, "Or do you want to repeat to me what you said last night? Unfortunately, I didn't record it. Now..."

"I'm starting to talk." Quickly interrupting her, Yamabuchi quickly turned the pages of the book, "Once upon a time, in a forest..."

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