The words were spoken slowly and leisurely, and when the tone was particularly soft, the word "鹤" took a turn and the ending sound rose slightly, which sounded humorous.

But more than that, it is still pleasant to hear the lingering sound that penetrates the eardrum, just like the fine sand from the sunny coast held in the hand, slowly falling through the fingers in the breeze, bringing a lingering and itchy feeling to the heart and stirring the heartstrings for no reason.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga immediately laughed even more happily, and even liked this intimate name a little, and replied happily in a soft voice.

"I'll wash it in a moment. Crane has learned a lot today and feels very accomplished. Would you like to know?"

Want it or not, in fact, is what Tsurumaru Kuninaga really wants to say. Compared with everyone else in Honmaru, his personality is a little too lively, and there is not a trace of decadence at all.

Except for the first time they met and attacked, he jumped out from the corner, revealing half of his face with black lines and dark red eyes filled with deep malice.

It was a complete prank in the most undisguised sense, not a childish attention-getting trick like it is now.

Since it was to attract her, Jiang Chuan Shang, as the "head of the family", naturally had to be more doting, so he nodded slightly.

"Go ahead and talk. We can also talk while walking."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga touched his chin and raised his head in a profound manner. He did not speak immediately, but half-closed his eyes and began to think.

Seeing that the new Shinsengumi was slowly walking into the room, he quickened his pace to catch up with Jiang Chuan Shang and spoke excitedly.

"Why does the master suddenly want to eat Chinese food? I took a look at the thick cookbook and didn't want to turn it over. I only saw the busy figure of Candlestick Cutting. Cooking is really troublesome."

Jiang Chuan Shang did not look at him, but asked casually: "Is this your achievement?"

The subtext is, how can you achieve success if you don’t even read a book?

"Well, no, I haven't finished yet." Tsurumaru Kuninaga immediately retorted.

He was caught being lazy, but the smile on his face did not fade. Instead, he continued to smile in a coquettish tone: "Answer my question first, Master."

"I just want to eat, no reason." Jiang Chuan Shang answered ambiguously, his tone was very light, still looking straight ahead.

The main entrance of the room is a short distance away from the center of the restaurant, but the first thing you see when you walk in is a long maroon table covered with a white tablecloth.

Like a large banquet, the table was already filled with various foods and covered with a silver-white thermal cover.

Through the half-open door of the kitchen, one could vaguely see a busy figure moving back and forth inside. It must be Mitsutada Chokudai.

Jiang Chuan Shang took a quick look and then quietly withdrew his gaze and walked directly to his main seat.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who had been following him casually, could only see his delicate, ghostly profile. Reluctantly, he quickened his pace, went around to his right front, and suddenly spoke in a firm tone.

"Master, you should be Chinese, right? The menu looks different from our taste. When we dined together before, you ate very little. It's not just that you are picky about taste, but that it doesn't suit your appetite... So, this is the achievement I discovered, not the recipe that takes two hours to make soup!"

The resentment of this complaint must be due to the torment caused by the recipe.

Jiang Chuan Shang curled his lips in amusement, sat down without hesitation, and finally raised his eyes to look at him, his voice soft and gentle.

"So what, have you learned to cook for me?"

"Well, well..." Being stared at by a pair of deep dark eyes, Tsurumaru Kuninaga changed his firm tone and his voice gradually became weaker.

But for a guy like him who can take laziness for granted, there is no guilt involved.

His light golden pupils turned quickly as he spoke in a deliberately drawn-out tone, thinking about how to change the subject.

At the same time, he moved his feet directly towards Jiang Chuan Shang, bent down slightly and put his face in front of Jiang Chuan Shang, and asked again on a whim.

“I just want to know, is China fun?”

Because he was too close, his eyes were reflecting the beautiful shadows on the river very clearly, and his golden pupils were also showing a faint smile.

After saying this, Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't wait for Egawakami to speak, but blinked quickly and playfully, and continued speaking in a coquettish tone.

"If you have a chance, take Tsurumaru with you. Tsuruma wants to visit your hometown."

His tone was unusually serious.

Jiang Chuan Shang stared at him quietly, without speaking immediately, neither agreeing nor refusing, but looking at him with an almost scrutinizing gaze.

His eyes were always very black, as if they absorbed light. They were also very dark, a deep black like thick ink, an extremely pure color, and very beautiful.

Such eyes should also be vast, like the vast territory on a cold winter night, hiding a vague loneliness, but his narrow and affectionate eyes and the red teardrop mole at the bottom of his eyes complement each other, making him more charming and alluring.

When you look at people with such eyes, not only the light will be absorbed, but also the person, both the heart and the soul.

This was the feeling I had when I faced Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and my heart beat faster.

Although he took the initiative to move closer, but seeing Egawakami's gaze at such a close distance, and the ambiguous meaning in his eyes, Tsurumaru Kuninaga... was defeated after less than two seconds of looking, and looked away in panic.

Naturally, this eye contact ended with the white-haired Tsukumogami turning his face away.

Just when Tsurumaru Kuninaga thought that today's discussion would end here, Egawakami suddenly spoke.

He tilted his head slightly and asked slowly in a puzzled tone: "This is the second time you've said something like this. Do you want to go out and play? Or do you want to find out more about me? Or do you want to get to know me better?"

In fact, it should be said that Tsurumaru Kuninaga has all three ideas about this issue, but Egawakami was specifically listed.

As for the question of freedom, it goes without saying. Fusangshen are already very free. They are dependent shikigami. Without spiritual power, they will be exhausted, which is equivalent to slow death. Therefore, there is no question of freedom or not, and Jiangchuan will not restrict them.

On the contrary, the Fusangshen rely on humans and cannot live without them.

So Jiang Chuan Shang chose to ask directly in detail.

"Eh?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga was stunned for a moment, then turned his head back and sighed inexplicably: "Master is really perceptive, Tsuru really wants to understand you~"

"Understand what? I don't think you need to understand me, not to mention..."

Jiangchuankami paused when he said this. The tsukumogami had already sat down at the long table in front of him one after another, and Ichigo Ikki, who was wearing a gorgeous military uniform, also came over.

It seems that Ichigo Ichizuru wanted to sit on the right side of Egawakami, but now he was blocked by Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

Jiang Chuan Shang lowered his eyes and continued what he had just said: "...You should return to your position now. I will not agree to a promise that I will not fulfill."

"Okay, okay, He knows. It doesn't matter if he doesn't tell me. I bought the book anyway, so I can check it myself."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga said nonchalantly, having already expected this answer. His expression had returned to its usual mischievous look, and he stood up to make way for Ichigo Ichizuru.

Ichiki Ichizhen looked around, then nodded to Jiangchuan and sat down.

The rest of the tsukumogami have almost arrived, and Chokudaigi Mitsuki Tadamori serves the last dish.

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