[Comprehensive] The swords are jealous every day

Ji Xiansiyuan felt that there was nothing to say about cutting Hasebe's craftsmanship, haha, well, it should be said that for a person like him who doesn't know how to cook, can't carry a spatula, and can't distinguish between sugar and salt, as long as he can cook, he is very powerful up.

But Candlestick Qie Guangzhong turned out to be a really good cook. The table was full of delicious food, with all the colors, aromas, and flavors. Ji Xiansi was so moved by his cooking skills.

Speaking of which, Ji Xiansi's character is introverted and quiet, and he doesn't mention what he shouldn't say or what he doesn't want to say, so he can rot in the river of time.On the one hand, he is quite frank and direct, such as joy, praise, and even apology, he expresses frankly and sincerely.

Well, it can probably be called a certain degree of thick-skinned, you have to understand, because Ji Xiansi has never had the spirit of a young man since he was a child.

"Candlestick Kiri is really amazing!" Looking at Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada's phoenix eyes can be said to be shining, and stars suddenly fell.

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada bent his dark golden eyes: "Thank you for your compliment, my original lord Date Masamune liked cooking very much. It was all learned at that time.”

name?It is equivalent to the princes in ancient China.Ji Xiansi couldn't help but praise: "It's amazing." He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he thought of his craftsmanship, "Fortunately, I don't need to eat, otherwise I'm afraid I will starve to death or the dark cooking will poison myself to death."

In the beginning, he was trapped in a certain enchantment, a piece of nothingness, with nothing but powerful spiritual power. Fortunately, he didn't need to eat or drink at that time.Later, when he got out of the enchantment and lived in the mountains for a long time, he still didn't want to poison himself.

He pinched his chin, thoughtful: "Say, do I want to learn how to do vegetarian food?"

Unexpectedly, it was opposed by everyone. Candlestick Qie Guangzhong said: "No matter what kind of food the Lord wants, I can make it."

The lord's hands seem to be supposed to do some elegant things, and the kitchen cannot be associated with him, not to mention that as a sword, if he can't even do such trivial things, how can he be by the lord's side.

The protagonist is good at writing, is proficient in playing the piano and painting, and has even stronger spiritual power. No matter how you look at it, he is a perfect person.But if they are really perfect, what is the meaning of their existence?Therefore, my lord, please let us confirm that we have a meaning of existence.

Instead of becoming a useless sword that can only consume spiritual energy and occupy space in Honmaru.

Ji Xiansi doesn't know how to read minds, but he can see the seriousness and firmness in the eyes of a group of people. Ji Xiansi was stunned and then nodded with a smile: "Then I will leave my three meals to you, and you can eat and drink without doing it yourself. But my wish in life."

Jin Jian sighed: "Master?"

Ji Xiansi smiled and straightened his messy long hair for him: "That's right, my dream is to become the ultimate salted fish that eats and waits to die. It's a pity...it never came true."

With gentle movements, Imaiken's beautiful eyes were bent into crescent moons: "Then my lord can fulfill this wish now."

Mrs. Xiaozheng thought about it seriously: "I don't know how to cook, and I'm not very good at housekeeping, but I can tell jokes to the Lord and do what I can." He still has no problem serving tea and water.

Ranto Shiro let out a cry: "This sword is against the rules." He suddenly confessed to the master, it was... too much against the rules!

It's more like a little loli's little face bulging into a little bun, what is he going to say?With an idea, I have:

"I can sing and dance for the protagonist! My voice is very good, and when Hirano and the others arrive, we can form a group." Ranto Shiro stretched out his hand and made a V, smiling super cutely: "It's called Awt48 What do you think?"

Ji Xiansi, Swordsmen: ...

Swordsmen have just been summoned into the world, although I always feel that something is weird, but it should be okay, right?They thought so uncertainly.

Although Ji Xiansi has lived in seclusion for so many years, he still looks at the changes in the world anyway. Such a style... would be called non-mainstream in this world?

He couldn't help pressing his forehead, and asked Ranto Shiro with a smile, "Why did you suddenly think of such a name?"

Ranto Shiro was triumphant, and he didn't know where to find a colorful magazine: "I got inspiration from magazines from 200 years ago, isn't it great?"

Ji Xiansi: "...it's great." What can he say?And thinking about it, this name still has a lot of meaning, um, a name with a meaning is a good name.

This wasn't Ji Xiansi's first meal in Honmaru, but it probably had the best atmosphere, mainly because of the excitement.

Jiro Tachi is almost a drunkard, the aroma of the food has already made the index finger move, and the aroma of the wine is even more lingering.

Dressed in a gorgeous oiran outfit, she looks lazy and charming, but when she's drunk... well, with her shoulders and her back hooked, Ji Xiansi somehow thought of three words to describe her: big sister.

Then two words popped up involuntarily: seek cover.

And his older brother, Taro Tachi, drinks with elegant sips.There are two brothers, one is cold and out of the world, the other is... the world of fireworks, and it is easy to get close to.

Ji Xiansi drank tea and watched all this with a smile, and reminded by the way: "Eat before drinking, so as not to hurt your stomach."

He looked serious, and Taro Tachi and Jiro Tachi naturally didn't want to let the lord's concern go to waste, so they put down their wine glasses very cooperatively.Jiro Tachi smiled brightly: "Okay, okay, let's eat first."

Ji Xiansi smiled relievedly, they all cared about his thoughts, and it was because they cared that they listened to his advice.He lowered his eyes and was about to drink tea, but the teacup in his hand was gently and firmly taken away by another person.

Hasebe's smile was as gentle as ever, but Ji Xiansi thought it was a little serious: "Drinking too much tea before meals is not beneficial."

Ji Xiansi: ...Okay, you are right.

Ordinary Japanese food, but eating the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, Ji Xiansi always has a smile on his face.

Before his death, or in the first 20 years of his life, he lived alone, even during the holidays, he was alone.He sat in the yard with four pairs of chopsticks in front of him, listening to the laughter outside the yard, watching the fireworks in the sky, and sometimes when it snowed, the food that had cooled down was covered with a layer of snow.

Ji Xiansi paused, his long eyelashes pressed down, covering all his expressions.Looking up again, the smile is still gentle and peaceful: only the present is the most important thing.

——This is the busiest meal in Honmaru so far.

When Ji Xiansi returned to the room, Taro Tachi, Jiro Tachi, and Sosan Zuofuji seemed to be drunk, and the three of them hooked their shoulders and laughed three miles away.

The knives are playing a card game head to head.

Ji Xiansi stood outside the door watching all this, the warm yellow light had a taste of the tranquility of the years, he smiled, turned and left, his white long sleeves were floating like clouds in the night.

Naturally, Ji Xiansi didn't go back to his room to rest, but went to find Yamabuki Kunihiro, who was particularly taciturn tonight.He was also taciturn before, but he had a kind of tranquility and peace. Tonight, Shan Mu was very anxious.

Ji Xiansi can probably guess some, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro who talks about imitations is a very insecure child.

According to the habit of Yamabuchi, it is probably in the back garden, right?Sure enough, seeing the pure white sheets from a distance, the moon was bright and the wind was clear, he looked extraordinarily lonely by himself.

Ji Xiansi sighed, walked not far away, stopped and coughed softly.

Kiri Kunihiro, who was in deep thought, turned around to look, and saw his lord walking in the moonlight in white clothes, his whole body was full of otherworldliness.

Yamabuchi Kunihiro didn't expect him to come, and he was a little at a loss: "Master, master?" As if thinking of something, he tried to stand up with his left hand.

Ji Xiansi lightly pressed his shoulders with both hands, motioned him to sit down, and sat beside him, sighing: "The stars are so beautiful today."

Yamabasaki Kunihiro didn't know how to answer him, and after a while, he hummed.

Ji Xiansi originally planned to take a detour and talk slowly.But with Yamabuka Kiri Kunihiro's character and the current atmosphere, even if he sits here in the middle of the night, as long as he doesn't go straight to the point, he won't be able to ask anything.

Gentle and elegant voice: "What is Yamabuchi thinking?"

Yamabuki Kunihiro was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I didn't think about anything."

Ji Xiansi didn't hold on to this question, he nodded his head to express his understanding, and seeing him nodding, Kiri Kunihiro breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just one sentence from the young man made him tense again, "Then why are you here alone?"

Yamabasaki Kunihiro pursed his lips.

Ji Xiansi was not in a hurry, and his voice was calm but with a bit of sadness: "Is it because I did something wrong?"

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro, who had lowered his head and said nothing, immediately raised his head and said, "No, my lord is fine." It was his own problem.

——Yamabukiri is really a simple-minded child.

Thinking of this in his heart, Ji Xiansi sighed even more sadly: "I know, you are comforting me, I..." He paused for a moment and didn't say anything else, but his tone and expression were more than enough. all words.

Yamabasaki Kunihiro was silent for a moment, and finally said slowly: "My lord, don't you think I'm... very useless?"

Hasebe can handle housework for the lord, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada can prepare delicious food, medicine research and medical skills are good, and small knives can make the lord feel happy...Only he can do nothing.

An imitation like him is really useless. From the very beginning, the protagonist should not have expected him to have mediocre spiritual power.

He lowered his voice, because he couldn't understand his expression with his head down: "My lord, I... an imitation with ordinary spiritual power like me shouldn't have any expectations."

"Why do you think so?" Ji Xiansi tilted his head, his eyes were as calm as a deep pool in an ancient well: "Yamabagiri, I hope you can understand that I never had expectations of you because you are useful."

"It should be said that I have no expectations for swords."

Yamabasaki Kunihiro's back froze, he didn't know what expression he should make, and he didn't even dare to move, as if he had become a stone statue.

Ji Xiansi said indifferently as if he didn't see it: "Spiritual power? I have enough spiritual power and don't need anyone's help. Money? I think I can be called a rich man, entertainment? I don't value it, let alone I am very good at entertaining myself, eating and drinking? I don’t need it, besides, if I want it, what can’t I taste?”

Ji Xiansi smiled at him again: "What I'm looking forward to is how we will get along with each other, will it be friends? Or family?"

He looked directly into the green eyes of Yamabashi Kirihiro and continued: "Yamabano really doesn't know how to cook, and the housework is so-so. There is no such thing as a sword, and you are lively and cute, but...you are Yamabuki Kirihiro, unique, No one can compare to you."

"And there's no way to compare you to them, because they're equally unique."

……

After a long silence, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro's voice resounded in the night: "My lord, don't speak out of breath from now on?"

Ji Xiansi's hearty laughter: "Okay, okay!"