I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

Rather than showing loyalty in words, Kibutsuji Muzan wanted to see results in action, so not only was he not impressed by Kuriyama Kuriko's words of loyalty, but he was also a little annoyed.

It's just that for thousands of years, he has been good at being patient, and his true feelings are rarely revealed in front of others.

This subordinate doesn't just talk the talk, he actually takes action.

After saying her words of loyalty, Kuriyama Kuriko naturally worked hard for a while, and then relaxed after seeing that Kibutsuji Mumei didn't pay attention to her.

Although we live under the same roof, it is not difficult not to see each other except during meal times.

Kuriyama Kuriko is very sensible and doesn't bother her boss, who gets angry whenever something goes wrong. "From a personal point of view, this attitude towards life is really great,"

She murmured, pulled up a piece of dogtail grass on the ground and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Sister, sister..."

She heard a surprised voice, "You..." The other person seemed to want to say something, but swallowed it alive, "Are you hungry?"

Anjuro, who came out to buy soy sauce, saw a person squatting inside. He was so warm-hearted that he naturally wanted to step forward and ask the person if there was anything he needed help with.

Then, I saw Kuriyama Chestnut grabbing the dogtail grass and stuffing it into the innermost part. He looked like he hadn't eaten in several days.

"No, it's a misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding." Kuriyama Kuriko was embarrassed. She glanced at the dogtail grass on her hand, quickly threw it away and stepped on it twice with her feet, "I was thinking about something, and I accidentally... Xingjuro, you know, right? This is what adults do?"

"Right?"

Kuriyama Kuriko's eyes were waiting expectantly for the answer.

Xingshourou turned his head slightly and looked into the eyes that said, "Hurry up and say it right." He sighed helplessly in his heart and chose to compromise, "Yes, sister, that's it."

Kuriyama Kuriko stood up contentedly. She was wearing a Western-style skirt today. It was much more convenient to move around than a kimono. She liked it very much.

It's just that the white skirt is easy to get dirty. When I was squatting on the ground just now, the edge of the skirt was stained with dust on the ground. She suddenly felt distressed, twirled the hem of her skirt, and patted it gently, "That guy is right, I do still have room to learn."

If it were a real child of the Miyamoto family, this kind of thing wouldn't happen.

"Is it soy sauce?" Kuriyama Kuriko smelled the smell of soy sauce wafting from the bottle Anjuro was holding.

"Yes,"

Anjuro lifted the bottle he was carrying.

"Did you come out alone?" Li Zi bent down slightly and turned on the chat mode skillfully, "Is it okay to be alone?"

"No problem," Anjuro replied loudly and proudly, clenching his fist with the other hand that wasn't holding the soy sauce, "I've been exercising."

Xingjulang put down his hand and his eyes lit up as he remembered something, "Sister, do you want to come to my house? Mother has always wanted to thank you in person."

"I have received the gifts you prepared," Kuriyama Kuriko said. Because Kuriko and Mrs. Miyamoto never went to the hospital, Purgatory handed over the gifts prepared by the doctor on his behalf. "Has Mrs. Purgatory been discharged from the hospital?"

She was a little surprised. When she saw Mrs. Purgatory that day, she looked very ill.

Can you be discharged from the hospital so soon?

"Well," Xingjulang paused for a few seconds to respond. His eyes dimmed slightly, and then he quickly raised a bright smile, "Yes, mother has been discharged from the hospital."

"Then..." Li Zi thought for a moment and found that there was nothing important to do at night, so he agreed, "Then I won't bother you."

Purgatory House is a Japanese-style wooden house.

When Kuriyama Kuriko arrived with Anjuro, Mrs. Purgatory was sitting in the house sewing clothes. Beside her was a little boy who looked about three years old.

"Mother," Xingjulang walked over and called respectfully, "I met my sister on the way, and I invited her to be a guest at home."

After hearing her son's words, Mrs. Purgatory realized that her son, who had gone out to buy soy sauce, had come back with an important guest. She hurriedly put away the needle and thread in her hand and said, "Ms. Miyamoto, please sit down."

"Anjuro, go get some tea."

Mrs. Purgatory ordered her son, a slight smile appeared on her face, "Please wait a moment."

As a junior, Lizi quickly waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to be so solemn, "It was Xingshourou and the others who helped me first. I really deserve it."

Mrs. Purgatory's eyes were a little narrow, and she looked at people with a bit of composure. Li Zi couldn't help but straighten her back, for fear of being rude, and she always felt that this person would attach great importance to etiquette.

"Then please treat Miss Miyamoto as if you are at home," Mrs. Purgatory said.

"Mother,"

Anjuro quickly brought tea and snacks from the kitchen. Judging from his footsteps, Li Zi judged that he was running back, and he turned to walking when he was almost at the door.

Anjuro skillfully divided the tea sets, poured the tea, and reached out to touch his brother Senjuro's head. Senjuro, who was still young, looked curiously at Kuriyama Kuriko, a person he had never seen before.

"Call me sister," Anjuro said.

Qian Juro tilted his head, his little head seemed to be thinking about something, and after thinking for a long time, he shouted, "Sister, okay."

"This is my brother Senjuro."

Lizi smiled and stretched out his hand, "Hello Qianjuro."

The hand stretched out in front of him made Senjuro confused, not knowing what it was doing.

"This is a way of shaking hands and saying hello," Li Zi explained, "You put your hand in my palm,"

Qian Juro obediently put his hand in, and Li Zi held it, shook it twice, and then let go, "Okay, it's done."

Senjuro's eyes widened even more in confusion.

"Did Mr. Purgatory go on patrol again?" Kuriyama Kuriko asked.

"Father is cooking," Xingjulang said with a blink. He didn't know what he thought of and his brain wrinkled.

Qianjuro didn't think as much as his brother thought. When he heard his father cooking, he immediately said, "It's not delicious~~~~" with a depressed voice and a troubled and sad face.

"Is Mr. Purgatory's cooking delicious?" Li Zi gossiped.

"He's not very good at this," Mrs. Purgatory said, standing up quickly and looking at Li Zi and her two sons, "I'll go take a look."

After that, without waiting for Kuriyama Kuriko's reaction, he walked to the kitchen very quickly.

Mrs. Purgatory's back showed a look of eagerness. Li Zi looked away for a few seconds and murmured, "It doesn't look good."

"It's not good, it's not delicious," Senjuro agreed, and the child looked even more bitter and shook his head in a desperate manner.

"You're so young, do you even know whether it's delicious?" Li Zi joked.

Qian Juro's eyebrows almost knitted together. Hearing Li Zi's words, he moved his hands excitedly, "It tastes bad, it tastes bad."

This time he changed the word.

This makes Li Zi a little puzzled. How can cooking taste unpalatable? This is not a difficult thing. "Really?" she asked Anjuro with a curious look.

Xingshoulang was silent, sitting upright and looking at his nose and heart, as if he was thinking about something important, and he didn't seem to hear Li Zi's words.

"My mother is sick and needs to eat light food... Therefore, my father's seasoning is light..."

"It's tasteless," Senjuro shouted.

Xingjulang was obviously torn. On the one hand, there was a reason for his father's incident, and on the other hand, the rice was really not delicious. He really couldn't say it was delicious against his will, and it was still under the circumstances that Lizi wanted to stay for dinner.

"Yeah, my taste is quite light," Cai Qian said. "It's great to be able to cook out the flavor of the ingredients themselves."

Kuriyama Kuriko she said with a smile.

Senjuro, "......"

Anjuro, "......"

Kuriyama Kuriko, "......Okay, I understand, Anjuro, Senjuro, I'm mentally prepared, don't worry, I will never be discovered by Mr. Purgatory."

Senjuro came close to Kuriyama Kuriko, tugged on her clothes, looked around, and was satisfied to see that her father and mother had not returned yet. He quickly stood up and leaned close to his eldest sister's ear, "Sister, my brother will take us to sweet potatoes tonight. You should eat less."

"Shh, this is a secret."

Lizi blinked and understood. The food was not delicious, and Anjuro opened a small kitchen for Senjuro in the evening. She couldn't help laughing, bent down, and also lowered her voice, "Okay, but sister is very good at eating~~~"

Qian Shourou's eyes widened, his expression suddenly distressed, his little mouth pursed tightly, and he lowered his head and thought, "Then give my share to sister," he said seriously.

"We can't let my sister go hungry."