long way home

Diarmuid staggered to the wall, reached out to support the wall but accidentally opened the cold water valve, and the cold water poured down from the shaggy head above his head, soaking his clothes instantly.

Diarmuid shivered from being stimulated by the cold water, but it also made him a little sober. The brain paralyzed by alcohol began to think about things like "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?" Such a philosophical question.

After wiping the drops of water off his face, he looked around and found that this was a large bathroom.So how did I get here?

It seems that I saw my master before, so was he the one who brought me here?What else did he say, "Bath? Onsen?"

Finally recalling that his lord ordered Diarmuid to tear off his soaked clothes and throw them aside, regardless of the temperature of the water, he washed off the smell of alcohol with cold water.

Fine drops of water landed on Diarmuid's shoulders in a string, and then slid down his well-defined body under the force of gravity.The previous drops of water reluctantly clung to the chest, waist, and straight legs...but soon regrettably merged into the next stream of water and fell.

Turning off the valve, Diarmuid walked to the shelf on the edge of the bathroom, took out a large bath towel from the rattan basket to wrap himself, kicked the clogs and pushed open the wooden door leading to the hot spring.

Because no one is using it for the time being, there are no lights in the open-air hot spring, only the moonlight above the head and the clear shimmer reflected by the pool water.

Diarmuid wrapped the towel around his waist and walked slowly along the stone steps on the shore into the hot spring.He went straight to the rockery in the center, leaned against the rockery and sat in the hot spring, submerging his shoulders in the warm water, sighing in comfort.

He didn't know that there was such a place in Honmaru before, and he only found out when He Si mentioned it to him.Perhaps, as my master said, I may indeed lack some cells to enjoy life.

Surrounded by the hot spring water, the wine that I drank before seems to be boiling again in my body.Before he knew it, Diarmuid fell asleep leaning against the rockery.

After an unknown amount of time, the wooden door of the hot spring was pushed open again.

Suddenly walking from the bright bathroom to the open-air hot spring that was only illuminated by the moonlight, it was difficult for He Si, who has poor night vision, to see the surrounding scene clearly.

"Diarmuid?" He Siben thought that his servants had come to soak in the hot spring first, but he didn't get a response when he called out.

He Si couldn't find the light switch of the hot spring at the door, so He Si could only smear himself and go down into the water.Originally, his eyes had gradually begun to adapt to this brightness, but a cloud suddenly floated in the sky, covering the light of the moon, and there was no light at all in the open-air hot spring.

Estimating the approximate distance, He Si stretched out his hand to hold onto the artificial rock he saw before, but what he touched was not a hard rock, but a solid muscle.

He Si was slightly surprised. At this moment, the clouds in the sky parted, the moonlight illuminated the open-air hot spring again, and his hand was pressing on Diarmuid's shoulder.

It turned out that Diarmuid's figure was shrouded in the shadow of the rockery before, so He Si didn't notice him.

At this time, when he got closer, he found that Diarmuid was taking a nap on the rockery, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he didn't know whether it was steamed by the hot spring or tainted by the smell of alcohol.

Supporting his servant's shoulders and shaking him a few times, he found that he was soundly asleep, so He Si didn't bother him anymore.

Sensing that the water in the pool here is relatively deep, it's okay to stand up, but it's almost over his head when he sits down, so He Si turned back to the shore and sat down against the wall of the hot spring pool.The limbs stretched out in the warm spring water, and instantly felt that the cells in the whole body were clamoring for comfort.

The water vapor permeates the open-air hot spring, and even the moonlight above the head becomes dense.

At this moment, even He Si, who hadn't been drinking, felt slightly intoxicated, and couldn't help leaning his head against the pool wall, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

The master and the slave share the peace and tranquility of the scene without disturbing each other.

Maybe it was a moment, or maybe a longer time later, He Si suddenly felt something touch his arm, waking him up from his drowsiness.

When I opened my eyes, I realized that it was a little yellow duck rubber doll, floating along the water from nowhere. At this moment, its flat duck mouth was kissing my upper arm.

He Si picked up the uninvited guest, held it in his hands and squeezed its hollow body with a childlike innocence, and the little duck let out a "quack!"

"My lord?" Diarmuid probably just woke up, and before he opened his eyes, he heard a "quack!", followed the sound, and found that his lord was playing with ducklings in the hot spring Wonderful sight.

To be honest, many people would put such a little yellow duck in the bathroom, but putting such a thing that can be called a bathtub accessory part and their own master in the same frame, no matter how you look at it, it feels inharmonious!

Diarmuid suspected that he was still drunk, and was dizzy for a moment and misread.So he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he only saw He Si with his hands behind his head as a pillow, looking like he was leisurely soaking in the hot spring.

So, is the little yellow duck really an illusion?Shaking his head, the scene just now came out of his mind.Diarmuid regretfully missed an opportunity to know the true face of his shrunken master.

"Are you awake?" He Si withdrew his hand that was secretly rubbing the little yellow duck, and fooled him calmly. "It's easy to get dizzy after soaking in hot springs for a long time, go back and rest early!" He stood up first, walked along the stone steps on the edge of the pool to the shore, wrapped himself in the towel that was hung on the railing before, and added: "I put the yukata in the basket outside, can you wear it yourself?"

After sleeping, Diarmuid felt that he was almost sober, so he nodded, "Please don't worry."

Then He Si opened the wooden door and left.

But Diarmuid was still drunk when he entered the hot spring, so he didn't prepare a spare towel at all.He had no choice but to dawdle and listen to He Si outside changing his clothes, and the sound of clogs stepping on the floor gradually faded away, before walking out of the hot spring with a soaked towel.

After that, he found the bathrobe and dry towel prepared by He Si in the basket. Diarmuid breathed a sigh of relief and quickly dried himself, put on the bathrobe and take care of himself.

He Si walked very slowly, so Diarmuid easily caught up with him.

"My lord, I caused you trouble before!" Diarmuid's first sentence was an apology.

He Si waved his hands indifferently, "You really helped me a lot by not being so polite all the time!"

However, Diarmuid just smiled and did not intend to refute. This is not polite, but a duty of a servant.

He Si also knew that his servants were like this, and he couldn't change it at all, so he was just talking.

The two returned to the bedroom on the second floor with a leisurely walk, packed up and soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Probably because there were too many swords drunk last night, so many swordsmen fell asleep until the sun was up.

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada actually drank a lot, but his sense of responsibility as the chef of Honmaru drove him to get up on time, and even Okurigara and Kasen Kanesada who lived next door were woken up.

The two blades have long been used to serving as assistants to cut Guangzhong to the candlestick, so they quickly prepared a large pot of vegetable porridge to cleanse the stomach, served with pickled radish pickles pickled in vinegar, which warms the stomach and sobers up the hangover.

One after another, men with swords and swords woke up and came to the kitchen to look for food. Everyone said that this breakfast could not be more intimate, and lamented that the early bird catches the worm.

Then he was caught by Hasebe, who was also an early riser, and arranged to clean up the mess from last night's banquet at the drying yard.

The sword man who was assigned a job could only accept it bitterly, lamenting that the early worms were eaten by birds...

Although the little knives in Kuritaguchi didn't drink, they played like crazy last night. They went back to the dormitory to change into their pajamas and had a long pillow fight.

If it wasn't for Yizheng's majesty as the head of the family to shock and deter the mischievous younger brothers in the next issue, they don't know how long it would take before they can sleep peacefully.

So it is not difficult for everyone to stay in bed together this morning.

It's not unreasonable to cut Hasebe's sword. Considering that he has to take care of so many younger brothers in one phase, he didn't arrange for him to clean up.

Rather, as long as Yiqi Yizhen is optimistic about his younger brother and keeps them from running around, he will be helping the blade who is in charge of cleaning up the mess!

Of course, not all blades can honestly come to the kitchen to pick up breakfast and go back to the task.

When Tsurumaru Kuninaga was far away, he noticed Hasebe, who was standing at the kitchen door with a straight face like a contractor.So he had an idea, went around to the kitchen window, jumped into the kitchen through the window, took advantage of the candlestick cut Guangzhong not paying attention, secretly took a breakfast from the table, and escaped through the window.

Tsurumaru, who returned to the room happily with breakfast, could not help but be full of pride. Today's crane is also so witty!

Unexpectedly, all his actions were seen by Taigu Zhong Zhenzong, and Sa Yazi ran to the kitchen to complain to the guardian!

In view of Taiko Zhong Zhenzong's meritorious service in reporting, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada rewarded him with a plate of honey beans as dessert.As for Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who is delusional about getting something for nothing?Master Chef smiled sinisterly, he would know why the flowers are so popular today!

However, before Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada finished his work and went to Tsurumaru Kuninaga to settle the score, the crane came to the door by himself.

"Oh, look who this is? Has Mr. He finally found out that he has surrendered himself?" Candlestick Qie Guangzhong smiled.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was swept away by the unkind eyes of the chef, and immediately forgot the reason why he came here, and retorted with a straight neck: "Why should I surrender? I didn't break the law!"

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong reminded him, "If you don't tell me, you call it a thief! Mr. Crane stole my breakfast, did you forget it so soon?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was suddenly too guilty to speak.But he immediately realized that he had to report something important when he came back at the risk. "Guangzi, come with me quickly! Something big happened that would surprise even me!"

"You are doing things all day long, what else can scare you?" However, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada expressed his unmoved, "Don't try to change the subject!"

"I'm telling the truth this time!" Tsurumaru Kuniyong wants to cry but has no tears. This is the sad thing about the lying child in "Wolf is Coming", no one will believe the truth when he tells the truth!

Tsurumaru Kuninaga directly grabbed Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada's wrist, and dragged him forward with a strong attitude: "I was passing by the field before, and found a big (?) white thing in the field ridge. When I walked in, I saw it It was Yamabashi Kirihiro who was wearing a sheet! He was unconscious at the time, and he didn't know how long he had been lying there. I hurriedly carried him back to the dormitory, but I couldn't wake him up, so I came to look for you."

Hearing this, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada also realized the seriousness of the matter, and without Tsurumaru Kununaga's tugging, he walked swiftly to Yamabuki Kunihiro's dormitory.

Kunihiro Yamabusa was lying on his back in the quilt. The quilt he had been wearing had been torn off by Kuninaga Tsurumaru, and now it was covered with dust and thrown into a corner.The delicate face that was originally hidden under the sheet was exposed, but it was a pained look with red face and frowning brows.

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada tried the temperature on Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro's forehead, and it was hot to the touch, and he immediately understood that he had a fever.

"How is he?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga also knew the urgency of the situation, changed his usual joking style, and asked nervously.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga came late, and this matter involved the privacy of Yamabuki Kunihiro, so Muba told him that Yamabuka Kirihiro is actually a one-drink system, and he will go crazy when he is drunk.

At the previous dinner, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada clearly forbade anyone from pouring alcohol on him, but now it seems that Yuri still violated the regulations.

After listening to Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada's explanation, Tsurumaru Kuninaga noticed that he was looking at himself suspiciously, and hurriedly raised his hand to swear, "It's really not me who did it! I was with you all the time last night, and then I have to be too busy acting as the host to announce the scene, I have no chance to do this at all!"

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada thought so too, but who did it?

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong, who was puzzled, came to the courtyard and rang the Benping bell, and woke them up regardless of whether there was a blade or not.

Distraught by the ringing of the bell ringing directly next to his ears through spiritual power transmission, all the sword men in Honmaru gathered in the courtyard full of resentment.

However, before they complained a few words, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada interrogated everyone with a sullen face, "Who the hell was last night? They poured alcohol on Yamaba Kiri Kunihiro!"

The author has something to say:

【No Responsibility Small Theater】

The bottom of this open-air hot spring is a slope, and the farther away from the entrance and exit, the deeper the pool water is.

When He Si approached Diarmuid with a towel on his head, the hot spring water had already covered his shoulders, so there was no way for him to sit down and soak in the hot spring.

Originally leaning on the rockery in the pool and resting his eyes with his eyes closed, Diarmuid judged from the turbulence of the pool that He Si had come nearby, but there was no other movement for a while, so he opened his eyes and saw his master who was in trouble.Subconsciously stretching out his long arms, he embraced He Si in his arms, and placed him on his cross-legged legs.

"Hmm!" He Si was startled by his servant's sudden movement, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he was completely embraced in his arms, and the feeling of skin-to-skin contact brought an unprecedented strange experience.

At this time, Diarmuid's slightly hoarse voice sounded in his ear due to the smell of alcohol, "My lord... He Si."

When his name was called out by such a voice on such an occasion, He Si's ears instantly turned red.

The temperature of the water must be too high!He Si said this to himself in order to avoid the strange feeling in his heart.

"Hehe..." Diarmuid chuckled lightly, causing his chest to tremble slightly, and these reactions were faithfully transmitted to the person in his arms. "You are so cute!"

He Si, who was praised as "cute", instantly frowned, struggling with his hands and feet to get away from the servant who had turned black at some point in his house, and didn't even notice when the towel on his head fell into the hot spring.

"Hmm..." As if disturbed somewhere by He Si's movements, Dilumdu snorted, and hurriedly hugged the person in his arms with more force, "My lord, if you continue to move around, I don't guarantee that you will die." What happened oh?"

Understanding the hidden danger in the other party's words, He Si quietly leaned against the arms of the person behind him with a red face, and muttered in a low voice, "You can react to such a body shape, Diarmuid you Is it a pedophile?"

Diarmuid put his head on He Si's neck, "Because it's you, so I can't help it..." The rest of the words were buried between the lips that were close to the other's skin, and it was impossible to distinguish...

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Is there anything written on it?It's all gibberish!You see nothing!

JQ? CP?None of them exist!

Anyway, I won't admit it, and I won't be responsible for what the judges make up in their heads!

Above, with the text for sure!completely!absolute!It doesn't matter!

PS: Woke up in the morning to prepare for a wave of battle expansion, but a bug appeared again!Enter the map and hit a point to automatically repatriate!

I didn’t pay attention when I came back for the first time. I thought I swiped and clicked the wrong button to go back to the city. However, I clicked to continue after repeated confirmation the second time.Immediately go to the post bar to see, it is indeed a bug QAQ

All the members of my team went out with flowers, and after being forced to repatriate twice, the four of them turned yellow! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Sure enough, do the bosses feel resentment towards me for digging them out of bed to work before dawn? OTZ Dogeza apologizes!