Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

Kusanagi Izumo couldn't help but laugh.

He rubbed the little girl's head: "How small is it? Even if it's only fifteen centimeters, it's impossible for you to sleep on the sofa! Don't worry, HOMRA still has a spare room, enough to accommodate Yayoi's friends."

"So," the military adviser turned his head and looked at the boy with clenched fists, "Fushimi...... Jun, right? Do you want to keep up? Let me explain in advance that our place is not a safe and harmless playground for children oh."

"...The fire just now was caused by you."

Incredible power, absolutely crushing power, this person in front of him is even enough to make Fushimi Renxi choose to remain silent.These are like dreams to Fushimi Saru Hiko.

There was fire in his eyes, and his voice was dry: "If I keep up, can I too?"

"As long as you can pass the test."

Kusanagi Izumo, who had already seen the ending, turned his attention to Misaki Misaki Hatta: "Student, you must be Hatta-kun."

"Yes, yes yes yes!!! Misaki Misaki Hatta is right!!!"

Hatta Misaki's attitude was almost terrified.His eyes flickered with longing: "Are you a god? A monster? A superpower? That Huo just now was really—super handsome!"

"... Cough. Anyway, my child, I have troubled you to take care of it before. If you need help, you can come to HOMRA to find me. I am Kusanagi Izumo, the owner of a small bar."

Because Aoki Yayoi did not take the initiative to make a request, Kusanagi Izumo only politely expressed his gratitude and did not send out an invitation.After all, their HOMRA is not a juvenile shelter, there are enough brats to give him a headache.

"So, let's go? Yayoi...and, Fushimi-kun? Need to pack something? We can wait for you below."

The young man paused, nodded slightly to Kusanagi Izumo, and made a brief self-introduction: "Fushimi Saru Hiko. Please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went upstairs, without even giving a glance to Fushimi Renxi who was bored and leaned on the sofa with his hands outstretched.

After reminding Misaki Hatta to go home quickly, she also didn't go to see Fushimi Jinki, Kusanagi Izumo gently pinched Yayoi Aoki's cheek, and said with a smile, "Yayoi likes Fushimi so much?"

"I like it." The little girl nodded and confessed honestly, "Fushimi's voice is very nice. Mr. Izumo's voice is too! And Tatara Kazun. I like them all."

Kusanagi Izumo: ......? ? ?

worse.

Voice changers are so developed these days, and little princesses are so easy to deceive. In the future, HOMRA's policy on raising lolita, in addition to "release people, traffickers, sons", will there be a "prevention of people with good voices"? ? ?

The military advisor frowned, feeling that the burden on his shoulders was getting heavier.

In the end, Fushimi Saru Hiko came out with only an ultra-small suitcase, feeling like he didn't have anything in it, and he didn't have any nostalgia for the villa he had lived in for more than ten years.

But when he followed Kusanagi Izumo, the moment he stepped out of the iron gate of the villa, he suddenly felt that something was missing, and his body lightened.

The boy couldn't help but glance back, and was called back by the soft voice next to him.

"Fushimi-kun?" Yayoi Aoki looked up at him: "Are you reluctant to part with Mr. Fushimi?"

"...Who would be reluctant to part with that scumbag who is a blessing to society if he dies in the next second. Don't say strange things."

Fushimi Saru Hiko sneered mockingly.

Yayoi Aoki puffed her face, showing a thoughtful emptiness on her face. After thinking for a while, she took the boy's other free hand: "As expected, Fushimi-kun is so powerful."

"what?"

"Because, I have always received help from everyone, and I have come all the way. But Fushimi-kun, I survived on my own. It is very powerful."

Fushimi Sarubigu was silent for a moment, and stopped talking: "...This is not a compliment. 'Miss Haiguazi'."

"Huh? Doesn't it count?"

"Not counting."

"Oh..." Aoki Yayoi decided to change the subject: "Then Fushimi-kun should call me 'Yayoi' from now on!"

——No, this is simply jumping a channel, right? !

Fushimi Saru Hiko lowered his head, pursed his lips and remained silent.

As a result, due to the height difference, Yayoi Aoki's face was filled with anticipation, but she still inevitably jumped into the eyes.

"Tsk." The boy whispered with gritted teeth: "Don't you know how to read people's faces?"

[It's very clear. 】

【That's why I know that Fushimi-kun also likes her very much! 】

The little girl blinked, in order to prevent the other party from becoming angry after being exposed, she tactfully kept silent.

Being stared at in such anticipation, Fushimi Saru Hiko couldn't bear it, clicked his tongue, and his eyes fell on the intertwined shadows of the two.

"...Yayoi. Are you okay?"

"Ok!"

This is a serious friend (?) who went through the ceremony (?) together, Yayoi Aoki bent her eyes contentedly.

She struggled to open the car door, climbed in flexibly by herself, sat on the seat in the back, and patted the vacant space beside her: "Saruhiko-kun! Here!"

Hearing the disgusting words, Fushimi Aru Hiko reflexively wanted to refute, but he still swallowed the venomous words that came to his mouth when he met those eyes full of joy.

"...Really, it's too noisy."

He seemed to be talking to himself, in a voice so soft that no one else could hear him.

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The settings mentioned above have to be fulfilled even when kneeling.

Yayoi Aoki returned to HOMRA with the freshly baked "Zun Bell".

The members of the red group who are housekeepers also know how to restrain themselves, at least they are not in the mood to put it on the table.But the heart and courage are better than the Pacific Ocean, playing ten bunches of Duoduoliang, in front of Zhou Fangzun, rolling on the sofa with laughter.

"Hahahahahahahahaha! King!" Zun Bell "! Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, my god, what kind of genius you are, you can come up with the creativity!"

Ten bunches of Duo Duoliang were not afraid of troubles and urged them vigorously: "Wang, you can't let down Yayoi's kindness. Hurry up and bring it with you? Take it with you!"

Zhou Fangzun, who was sitting on the opposite sofa, looked at him emotionally, and then looked at Yayoi Aoki who was holding a trouser chain instead of a silver chain.

The little girl was so ashamed that she wanted to squat down with her legs crossed, and act as a non-existent background board.

"Ha..." The Scarlet King lazily exhaled, and stretched out his hand, "Didn't it be given to me?"

At this moment, in Yayoi Aoki's eyes, Zhou Fangzun exuded the brilliance of a saint with eight stars and eight arrows.

Thinking of the original purpose of this trouser chain, she felt uneasy in her conscience, and tearfully hid the trouser chain behind her back, wanting to go back and take it back: "No, it still won't work. This is not good, I will prepare something else for Zun—"

"It's mine already."

Relying on the length of his hands, Zhou Fangzun stretched out his hand, and easily fished out the trouser chain, twisted it roughly, and hung it directly on the jeans.

Of course, that big silver chain that was as thick as Yayoi Aoki's arm couldn't be directly used as a trouser chain.

It was Kusanagi Izumo who cut a section, melted it into molten iron with flames, and then asked Yayoi Aoki to pick a mold, so that at least it looked like a serious trouser chain—otherwise ten bundles of tatara could be lifted from the sofa, laughing have to fall.

Zhou Fangzun patted the top of the little girl's hair, and said casually, "I'll change it next time."

"Ah, the king is really cunning. The gift has just been received, and the next one has already been booked in advance!"

Toku Tatara hugged Yayoi Aoki on his lap, wrapped them up in a small quilt, and persuaded them with a smile: "And I think this gift is very cute! It's also practical. I want one too."

Chitose Yang also joked with a playful face: "Smile, sister Yayoi. No matter what gift a girl gives, it is the best gift for a man."

Hearing the words, Izuba General Minister next to him covered his mouth coldly, refusing the playboy to continue speaking: "No, you didn't say anything."

The good old Fujishima Kosuke changed the topic: "Well~ Anyway, if Wang likes it, it's a good gift."

Akagi Shohei put one hand on the back of the sofa, turned his attention to the strange boy who was carrying a suitcase at the door, and whistled: "Speaking of which. Wow, Brother Kusanagi gave this to our little princess. Tong Yangfu?"

Even if his mouth was covered and he was nailed into the coffin, Chitose Yang would use a hoarse voice to speak for himself stubbornly and unyieldingly: "I don't agree with sister Yayoi's marriage! This kid is too old! If there is a candidate, I know--"

Kusanagi Izumo hooked his shoulder kindly: "What do you know? Chitose."

"...I'm sorry, Kusanagi-san. I didn't say anything. I'm guilty of dirtying sister Yayoi's ears, and I repent."

Seeing that Chitose Yang coaxed faster than Mimosa, the people next to him unceremoniously turned on the mocking mode.

I usually feel that my HOMRA bar is a counseling center for older elementary school students, Kusanagi Izumo is too lazy to deal with them, leans on the sofa where Zhou Fangzun is, and raises his chin.

"Fushimi Saruhiko, the little princess' friend, will probably be staying for a while. He wants to join us. Honor?"

Zhou Fangzun raised his eyelids, he didn't say anything, but simply stretched out his right hand, driving the flames to cover it: "If you're not afraid, just hold it."

Yayoi Aoki, who felt the scene in front of her was very familiar, stared at that hand.

Tokuta Tara thought she was worried, so he shook her and lowered his head to comfort her: "It's okay, don't be afraid, Yayoi. This is just a ceremony where the king invited Fushimi to join."

"ceremony?"

Yayoi Aoki didn't understand why the "fire magic show" was a ritual.

But seeing that Fushimi Saruhiko was silent, she stretched out her head to explain: "Sarubigu-san, it's okay, it's not hot. I shook it too."

"...Huh?! Yayoi held hands? King?"

"Zun, when did you...?"

Toku Tara and Kusanagi Izumo looked at Zhou Fangzun in unison.

The former also lifted the quilt, took the little girl's hand, and began to look at it: "Is there anything strange about Yayoi? Have you learned how to control power? How about engraving?"

Yayoi Aoki's eyes turned mosquito coils.

She couldn't understand, she looked at Zhou Fangzun asking for help: "Your respect..."

The Red King drooped his eyelids and said flatly, "It failed."

After hearing this, the two senior cadres of HOMRA sighed with joy or regret.