The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

"Meow~" The black kitten moved closer step by step under the temptation of the cat strip.

The cat ate cat food and Qinghe touched the cat's head. Both were very satisfied.

Sure enough, compared to snapdragon juice, cat strips are more tempting?

"Master, you are here." Rantoshiro came up jumping.

He hung on Qinghe and acted like a spoiled child: "Master, accompany me to the flower shop to get flowers, okay~"

The cafe has been closed for a long time, firstly because of the chaos in Yokohama before, and secondly because of the incident with the law enforcement team.

Things in Yokohama have calmed down recently, but the group's white whale is still stuck in the sea and has not been completely salvaged.

The Government of Time has been forcefully incorporated into Hell, and those Shinsengumi and swords have been reviewed and recorded in the Hell archives.

Rantoshiro and the others thought about tidying up the cafe and reopening it.

But the adult-looking sword-wielding men like Tsurumaru were all borrowed by Hozuki to help, and even the steady short sword like Yaken was taken away with them.

There is no other way, now Rando Shiro will temporarily take over the position of the head of the family.

"Okay." Qinghe put down the remaining cat strips and gave one more reminder: "But it will be very tiring to run a store with just the few of you."

Before, Tsurumaru and his friends were all idle. Some of them went out to fight, some did hentai, some opened shops, and the rest were resting.

Although I don't have to go out on the battlefield now, I still have to do the inner work of Honmaru every day.

If Rantoshiro and his gang open a shop, they will have no time to rest.

"It's not tiring. Opening a shop is fun." Rantoshiro led the way. "Besides, we have the master by our side. The master won't let us get tired."

"That's not necessarily true." Qinghe said that bosses all like hardworking people who are willing to work hard.

Rantoshiro pretended not to hear anything. He put his arm around Haruka's arm and said, "We have also ordered flowers for the master, a bouquet that is specially made for the master's love."

"By the way, Master Izuna just asked Tai to send some things over, saying that they are the cat catching props that you wanted, Master."

Rantoshiro was very curious: "Does the owner want to adopt the stray cats outside the store?"

"No, I don't really like keeping small pets." Qinghe just simply likes furry things.

Seeing how curious Rantoshiro was, she invited him, "Ran, do you want to go catch cats with me?"

"Hmmmm! What kind of cat are we going to catch? When do we set off?" Rantoshiro was very excited.

To round it off, isn't this the host's invitation for a date?

"We'll have to wait for a while for the monster cat." Haruka was waiting for it to take shape.

"Monster, a monster transformed into a cat?" The kind of monster that attacks indiscriminately while howling?

That kind of weird thing that has no substance and is made up of resentment and ghosts?

Rantoshiro's hand slowly loosened, and he stood up seriously: "Sorry, Master, I suddenly remembered that Yaoyan asked me to take good care of the brothers."

That's right, he was scared. Anyway, he didn't want to face any monster as scary as a ghost.

It can be hard to kill, but you can't get entangled by it. It's scary to have a ghost close to your face, okay?

Qinghe chuckled and didn't force him: "That's quite a pity."

"Master~" Rantoshiro blushed at the teasing.

What's wrong? Can't men be afraid of ghosts? Can't swordsmen be afraid of ghosts?

Although he can deal with it if he has to, isn't that time not right now?

There were not many people in this alley, except Haruka and Rantoshiro, and a middle-aged man who was walking and reading a newspaper.

It looks like their destination is the same, a flower shop.

The middle-aged man's newspaper was suddenly blown away by the wind. He hurriedly chased after it without even looking where he was going.

Beep——!!!

A sharp whistle suddenly sounded at the entrance of the alley.

The truck that was coming was also frightened by the sudden appearance of this person, but the driver could no longer stop the car.

The middle-aged man thought he was dead, but the next second, he was thrown to the side of the road.

"Oh, that was a close call!" Randoshiro stood up and brushed off the dust that had just rolled off his body.

He asked Qinghe for compliments: "Master...Miss, was I very handsome just now?"

"So handsome." Qinghe applauded him enthusiastically.

The truck driver hurriedly got out of the truck and went to check on them: "Sorry, sorry, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it should be fine." Rantoshiro felt that his protection was adequate.

The middle-aged man finally reacted and apologized again and again: "I'm so sorry, I didn't look at the road and caused you trouble."

He bowed to Rantoshiro again and thanked him: "Thank you for saving me."

Although this little incident was scary, fortunately it did not cause any damage.

After the driver and the middle-aged man talked it out, neither of them seemed to want to make a fuss about anything.

Because of Rando Shiro's life-saving grace, the middle-aged man took the initiative to talk to Rando Shiro on the way to the flower shop.

According to the middle-aged man himself, he is the director of an orphanage.

He had seen the heroic deeds of the previous children in Yokohama in the newspaper, so he couldn't help but come over.

For some reason, he had done something excessive to that kid before.

He didn't ask for forgiveness, he just wanted to see her from a distance.

The smile on Randoshiro's face faded a little. No matter what the reason was, it was wrong to hurt someone, right?

"If it were me, I probably wouldn't want to receive congratulations from someone who hurt me."

Especially for middle-aged men, neither love nor hate is pure. They may show gratitude for raising their children, but they may also show abuse.

The middle-aged man came over on impulse without considering whether the other party was willing to meet him.

Or rather, he didn't dare to think about it.

"I...I'm very happy that he can find his own way of life. This is a belated apology. I want him to know that he is not hated."

"But now it seems that I should think carefully about whether I am qualified to appear again."

After all, Rantoshiro was not involved in the incident, so he could not draw any conclusions. He just said: "Not all injuries can be forgiven with just an apology."

"If you really feel sorry, then please consider the other person's feelings."

As we were talking, the flower shop appeared before our eyes.

Rantoshiro pulled Haruka and walked over first: "Mr. Tokita, I'm here to get the flowers I ordered."

A man with long grey hair and metal-framed glasses walked out from behind the flower stand: "It's Luan from the coffee shop. The flowers are ready."

He called out to the store, "Annie, can you help my brother get the flowers for order number 11?"

"Okay—"

After a while, a red-haired young woman came out pushing two large bouquets of flowers in a cart.

Rantoshiro picked up the bouquet of red roses and placed it in Haruka's hand: "Everyone, one rose each, as a loving bouquet for the young lady."

"It's a bit heavy." Haruka thought carefully, were there so many swords in Honmaru?

“Because it contains everyone’s love.”

Rantoshiro picked up the remaining bouquet of flowers and said, "Mr. Tian, ​​we'll leave first."

"Welcome to visit us next time." After saying that, Matsushita Tokita returned to his flower-growing work.

Annie followed Qinghe out for a few steps. She stared at Qinghe intently: "Annie seems to have seen you before. Can Annie come to play with you in the future?"

"Of course." Haruka pulled a business card out of Rantoshiro's pocket and handed it to Annie: "I'll treat you to dessert."

Annie ran back to the store excitedly with the business card in hand: "Brother, can Annie go find new friends to play with?"

Matsushita Tokita replied: "Okay, but you have to wait until I'm free. Annie going out alone will make her brother worry."

Rantoshiro was very moved: "The master is really popular, both men and women like him, it must be because the master is the best person in the world!"

"Well, maybe it's because I'm good at pretending." Qinghe did not comment.

Rantoshiro hesitated for a while and asked tentatively: "Well, what kind of person does the master like? An ideal type, or something like that."

"Huh?" Qinghe didn't quite understand why they were so concerned about this issue recently?

Doesn't she look loveless?

"Well, um, the master likes people who are humorous and witty, I think..." Rantoshiro stopped talking halfway.

After all, if you say it directly, the purpose will be too obvious.

"Average." Qinghe answered truthfully.

"Eh?" Rando Shiro was confused. Was it just ordinary?

He began to think of a way to smooth things over: "I see, uh, I see, this type seems to be very popular."

"It's my duty." Qinghe was not surprised. Who would hate an interesting person?

She looked at Rantoshiro who had an unnatural expression and guessed, "Is Ran... planning to enter the matchmaking industry?"

Or, is he planning to introduce someone to her?

"No, no, I'm just a little curious." Rantoshiro would never admit it even if he was beaten to death.

He changed the subject randomly: "Could it be that the master actually prefers serious types? Hahaha."

"I can't say I'm serious, but I do prefer someone who's steady and reliable." Qinghe doesn't like people who are too serious either, as he feels it would be boring.

"Ah?" This was increasingly beyond Rantoshiro's expectations.

He was puzzled and a little shocked: "So the master has really thought about things like an ideal type? What is it like?"

"A friend asked me this a long time ago." Qinghe didn't intend to continue this topic.

"There's no point in asking these questions now. You'll know after a while."