drunk snow

Atsuto Shiro has always considered himself a very patient person.

Especially after mastering the art of war, he knows how to be calm in critical moments.His mind has already formed the tolerance that an excellent assistant should have—but this is only until he finds that the interrogator is more patient than him!

About a week has passed since I returned to Honmaru.

He received an issue of Yijin's letter from home, and heard that Honmaru was turned upside down by Semi, and the judge suffered.He was thinking about his lord, so he hurried on the road as soon as he finished his practice, and caught up with the team at the moment when he went out.

Everything came too fast.The duel, the blood, and before he knew what was going on, the battle was over.Is this a big win?Even though he searched through the art of war books, he still couldn't make a reasonable interpretation for the ending.

But forget it.They should not look back to the past, but to look to the future.

Speaking of the future, Atsuto Shiro couldn't help but want to interrogate the gods.

On the way of cultivation, he never forgets the blueprint for the future. He has already planned how to assist the lord, teach the lord after learning the duties of a famous general, and most importantly: love the lord as a man.

However, here lies the problem.The lord didn't seem to want him to love him.

It was frustrating not to receive a grand welcome after the practice, but at that time the circumstances were special and he could bear it.

But the next day when he went to the interrogator and explicitly reminded him of the last conversation, the lord's eyes wandered and he changed the subject.

"Thick, I see you seem to have grown taller."

He still wants to coax him!No matter how much the god of mourning cultivates, he will not grow taller.Although he was wrapped in a quilt and cried for two nights when he knew about it.

The judge didn't understand how much he missed him. Whether he was eating or practicing swords, before going to bed and after waking up, he was always thinking about the judge, missing his perfect smile, gentle whisper, and ethereal figure.

He couldn't even meditate when he was sitting in meditation, and every time he would make Mr. Kuroda slap his shoulders with the incense board and curse: "Be calm!"

Even though the two places were separated, he tried his best to show with actions that he still missed the judge.

Whenever he wrote the three words "To the General", he couldn't restrain the enthusiasm surging in his heart. In addition to the practice report, he always had to attach special notes full of love, and wrote three major open.

At that time, he firmly believed that the interrogator just wanted to wait for the side injury to heal completely, and then deal with him properly.

The most important thing is to heal the wound, and he can wait patiently.

And now, after a week, the wounds are congealed, and Atsuto Shiro's heart is almost shattered.

The judge was avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally.

He was furious, and there was nowhere to vent his anger.How can my lord!

He stared at San Riyue, Xiao Karasuma chatting and joking with the God Judge, feeling extremely jealous.

The three of them held teacups and drank non-stop, like an old man holding a tea party.If he could talk to the god judge, he could go over to drink old man's tea.But as long as he approached, the judge would teleport away immediately, and he even began to suspect that the lord had special abilities.

He thought of Karasuma who looked like a child, but the lord was so close to him.

So he decided to ask Karasuma for advice.

"A matter of momentum."

Karasuma is very experienced, and can draw conclusions calmly with just one glance.

"Arrogance? I've already shown enough manliness to the general, and I've done it myself!"

Atsushi Shiro yelled.Despite the backlash, he actually understood what he was referring to.When I sat face to face with Karasuma, I could clearly feel the completely different aura of the two of them.

Karasuma is the ancestor of Japanese swords, so although he looks young, he can feel like his father.No matter who he talks to, he speaks in the tone of an elder. He is mature and prudent, and he has a natural "father-like air". Even the interrogators can't help but call him father.

"Your heart has not assimilated. If you always use the child's way of thinking and coping, you will lack the overall temperament. You have to make people feel calm and stable, and you will not change it for a thousand years. Look at you, adults will not hold your mouth. Come on, here. A mature smile for my father."

He tried to keep a straight face, and the corners of his mouth raised awkwardly.

"...Laughing like a bad guy. In short, to give up entanglement, you must first calm down and let the lord think that you can communicate with you and that you are a steady man. Then he will naturally be willing to get along with you .”

Keep calm.What a good suggestion, he must have been too impatient before.

Atsuto Shiro is greatly enlightened.In the next few days, he maintained a calm and calm attitude, only hinting with his eyes.

During the meal, he sat directly opposite the interrogator and stared at him calmly.

While brushing the horse, he calmly stared at him across the horse's back.

When enjoying the shade, he stood under a distant tree, staring at him calmly.

When going to the field──the judge simply hid in the room.And he stuck to the door and stared at him through the crack of the door.

The lord was too patient, even though he was so calm and self-reliant, he didn't let him surrender and took the initiative to talk to him.

Two days have passed since our last conversation.He saw Karasuma let the interrogator lean on him to rest.

Atsuto Shiro's anger value rose to ten percent.

"This trick doesn't work!"

He really wanted to slap the table and yell, but Karasuma's domineering made him dare not act recklessly, so he could only complain full of grievances.

"In a word, it's still a matter of aura. You haven't understood the true meaning of aura yet."

Karasuma finally decided to demonstrate the essence of domineering by himself.

He easily recruited the judge.

The judge sat down and found that Atsuto Shiro was there, his eyes were full of embarrassment.

"My lord, did you go to the stables to look after the horses? Without the stables, there would be no us. Good boy, let my father reward you."

He squeezed the man's chin, and kissed him from forehead to cheek, until the man's face was flushed, but he didn't act rashly.

Then he put the interrogator into his arms and continued to kiss.It is overwhelming and naturally domineering.

Atsushi Shiro's face was livid, because he just discovered another serious problem.

Karasuma could barely hug the God Judge, but he was too petite——Originally, he went to practice, in addition to learning the duties of a famous general, he also wanted to grow tall and strong, but the reality was damned that it didn't meet the ideal.

At the same time, he remembered the teasing of the smiling face Qing Jiang to him not long ago.

"Silly boy, the lord doesn't want you because he thinks you are too young."

After finishing speaking, Qing Jiang smiled meaningfully and made a dirty gesture.

The lord hasn't seen it yet, so how does he know it's not to his liking!You can try it first, try it!

Atsuto Shiro's rage increased to 30.00%.

As long as he is tall enough to be able to hug the God Judge by the waist at will, even if the God Judge wants to treat him like a child, there is nothing he can do.

He went to the dining room to find Yaken Toshiro.I heard that Yaoken is doing research on flowers and plants based on Semi's notes.

"Yakuken, give me the medicine to grow taller."

He started talking as soon as he entered the kitchen, and extended his hand as a matter of course.

"What do you want this medicine for?"

Yaoyan was pounding medicine with a bowl, and looked at him inexplicably.

"Of course it's for the sake of growing taller. At least it needs to look like Mr. Candlestick Kiri, suitable for the overlord to fight hard."

"..."

Candlestick, who was cutting vegetables, felt innocent.He will not do such immoral things as the overlord forcing himself on the bow, he is very gentle.

Yao Yan stared at him suspiciously, obviously he didn't want to move to find herbs for him, let alone accompany his brother to do bad things.

"Yakuken, if you don't give me the medicine, I'll do it myself."

"What──hey, wait, stop!"

However, Atsuto Shiro ignored the medicine research, grabbed the medicine bowl with his bare hands and ran away, and searched the herbs and notes on the table by the way.The speed of escape is so fast that even Saemon, the number one rabbit in Honmaru, can't catch up.

"Xiaohou seems to be more masculine after finishing his training."

Candlestick Che commented very interestingly.

Yaken Toshiro looked at his brother's back that was coming and going like a whirlwind, his brows trembled and his eyelids twitched for no reason.

Atsuto Shiro is a young man with a great research spirit. We can also call him a boy who achieves his goals by any means. However, he is also an ordinary boy without a genius head.But he has the will to do it all the way through.

In this way, he was really reckless.

The notes are full of incomprehensible physical formulas, even if he reads them horizontally and vertically, he still can't see why.In the end, simply relying on the relative score of flowers and plants at the beginning, he insisted on finding materials that had the opposite effect on rejuvenation, and threw them all into the bowl and smashed them.

The herbal juice had no strong taste, and he drank the tea in one gulp without even holding his breath.

He was tossed by that notebook all night, and his anger value had reached 50.00%.

He originally thought that the effect of the medicine would take effect in a short while, but even though he was tired, he still insisted on waiting until the medicine took effect. In the end, he knelt his head on the table and fell asleep, until Yaoyan found him in the study and stretched out his hand to push him awake.

As soon as Atsushi Shiro woke up, he hurriedly asked Yaken to find a mirror for him.

He fell after looking at the mirror for two seconds. He upheld his good education and fell hard, but he stared at Yaoken with such hatred that he could squeeze blood.

"Look, you used the wrong material here, it's this one instead of this one."

Yaoken was very calm, holding two flowers with very similar appearance, pointing out his key mistake.

"Then what should I do? I don't want this height."

He has indeed grown taller, but not so in line with expectations.He only grew from 1.5 meters to 1.7 meters five, and his height was about the same as Yiqi Yizheng, and his face was indeed much more mature, but if you look at it from a modern perspective, he was the age of a high school student.

He didn't know where he had the guts to despise brother Yiqi's height, but what he originally wanted was a candlestick cut 1.8 meters five.

"There is nothing to do, we can only wait for the effect of the medicine to wear off."

"Aren't you going to help me adjust the antidote? Help me change it to a higher level!"

"I refuse. If you continue to be so edgy, I'll go and sue Brother Yiqi, accusing you of conspiring against the lord."

Yaken angrily took away the medicine bowl and notes, leaving Atsuto Shiro sulking in the study alone.

Although he was angry at the beginning, he was a reasonable person. Master Kuroda taught him to be calm, so he thought about it, as long as he was taller than the God Judge, it would be good if he could be picked up by the waist.I'm glad the general is short.

His anger value silently stopped at 70.00%.

Then he thought again, everything is ready, all that remains is to dismantle and eat the god judge.So whether the lord is willing to see him or not, he must find an opportunity to talk to him, maybe he will immediately surrender when he sees this charming look.

He first went to borrow a piece of clothing from the first issue.In the first episode, he was obviously frightened and stupid, and he was dumb for a long time and couldn't utter a word.

Atsuto Shiro took a lot of effort to get his brother to hand over the clothes, and then swaggered into the cafeteria with this appearance, looked at the stunned eyes of everyone proudly, and enjoyed the moment of silence.

The judges were simply dumbfounded.He was very satisfied with that expression, and in order to appreciate it carefully, he chose the position directly opposite the God Judge. No one dared to argue with him, or rather it was because everyone was so scared that they forgot to argue with him.

His smile was incomparably brilliant, and the invisible light hit the face of the god judge straight, the more the god judge tried to hide, the more intense the light became.

The appraiser panicked, lowered his head lower and lower while eating, and focused all his attention on the grilled rice.

"General! General, General..."

Atsuto Shiro also discovered that the God Judge couldn't help but be good at teleportation, and even escaped very fast, much faster than he took away Yaoken's notes yesterday.Before he even put down the bowl and chopsticks, the lord disappeared without a trace before he finished saying the word "general".

He stood outside the cafeteria in a daze, the rabbit that couldn't catch up with his master was just as dazed as he was.

And the sword in the cafeteria was more at a loss than them.Apart from the calm drug research, no one knows why the God of Death grew up overnight.

Atsushi Shiro vowed to find the judge.This is natural, otherwise it would be meaningless for him to grow up specially!

It took him half an hour to search the entire Honmaru, and finally he realized that the judge was tired from hiding, so he sneaked to the bathroom to rest.

He unceremoniously opened the wooden door of the bathroom, and the judge who had just entered the water was frightened and jumped in the water.

There was no place to hide in the bathroom, so the examiner lost his mind and simply held his breath and dived into the water in a desperate struggle.

Atsuto Shiro was even more furious when he saw it, and his anger value soared to [-]% in an instant.

He put away his change of clothes, took off his clothes neatly, and sat down in the bathtub like a general.

Only then did the judge realize that he had pushed himself into a dead end.Why can't you bear the sticky sweat?Which is more terrifying, the smell of sweat or the aggressiveness of Atsuto Shiro?Needless to say, of course it is Atsuto Shiro!

"General, come out."

The god judge silently raised his head from the water, and looked at Atsudo Shiro with timid eyes.

Atsushi Shiro submerged half of his body in the water, parallel to the line of sight of the judge, and pushed him to the edge of the bath.It's great to be an adult to be able to hold the lord down without any special force, and he really wants to be an adult forever.

"We need to talk."

He smiled brightly, innocent and hearty like a child, and the inquisitor couldn't help but be coaxed to soften his heart by that smile.

"What are you talking about? There is no problem between us."

"Of course, we have a big problem. First of all, General, we made an agreement that I will hold you in my arms when I come back──but you always hide from me on purpose. Do you have any excuses? Is it?"

"I-I didn't agree to you. You also have to consider my position. I can't, I can't be with children...that's an ethical issue."

Atsushi Shiro's hand had already touched his waist, stroking lightly but heavily, and the smooth skin rubbed against each other.The judge stammered his explanation and pushed him, but his strength was no match for those strong arms.

"You just can't get past my boyish face, ok, so I grew up for you. Is it okay now?"

The inquisitor's face flushed, maybe he would push it on the steaming hot water.Anyway, Atsuto Shiro saw it clearly.

"If I had been like this from the beginning, you would have accepted me. I know, General."

Atsushi Shiro's pupils were like cat's eyes, shining brightly and touchingly, and those entangled eyes like pythons entangled the god judge until he couldn't breathe.His fingertips traced to the left along the abdomen, gently tracing the freshly healed wound.

"General...you have so many lovers, but you are the only one I have. You must be fair. It seems that you are not completely alone, general. It doesn't matter, I will help you well. Come, let me teach you Bar?"

Atsushi Shiro's fingertips were as light as a feather, floating between touch and non-touch, such a touch made the whole body of the examiner tremble.The two of them in the bath, naked, a very dangerous scene, and he was about to sink to the bottom.

"Hou, I like you. But in my eyes, you will always be as cute as a child, so──"

"General! I knew you liked me!"

The god judge originally wanted to coax him softly, then slowly back away, and then escape from here.However, before he could finish his sentence, Atsushi Shiro rushed over with joy, he was eager to pull away, but just as he turned around, he was grabbed.

Atsuto Shiro hugged the judge from behind, and the scene suddenly became more dangerous.He buried his face in the back of the lord's neck, sniffing the fragrance of hot water, his creamy skin was smooth and soft.

"There is a loophole, General."

Atsushi Shiro's lips pressed against his neck, and there was a chuckle lingering in the teasing.

When the inquisitor was lost in thought and felt something pressing against his thigh, he felt like crying without tears.

The next morning, Atsuto Shiro was awakened by the sound of a rabbit slamming on the door.

It took him about a minute to remember that Hopping Saemon had been shut out all night.And he was the one who kicked it out.

He was wearing loose pajamas.The body shape has returned to its original appearance, and the effect of the herbal juice cannot last as usual.He looked at his palm, a little discouraged.But when he saw the handkerchief in the hands of the interrogator, his energy came back immediately.

"General, general! Is this the virgin blood you shed for me?"

He immediately woke up the interrogator, pulled out his handkerchief and chased him to ask questions.It was covered with coagulated blood, and the handkerchief was dark brown.

The judge tiredly raised his eyelids, his head was confused, and he looked at the veil and thought for a long time.

"No, this is your nosebleed, have you forgotten?"

Atsuto Shiro rolled his eyes several times.Nosebleeds, it seems that there is such a thing.That's also because the general is too sexy. Although he has grown into an adult, he is still a child at heart, probably because he can't bear the stimulation.

As he pondered on himself, he recalled all kinds of things last night, and his nose bleeds again as he thought about it.

"...Why are you bleeding again? Go to your first-stage brother and ask him to stop the bleeding for you."

The lord instructed.He nodded dully, and heard the interrogator's voice a little hoarse, and his nosebleeds were even more violent.

Atsushi Shiro opened the paper door, and the rabbit rushed in immediately, stomping at him resentfully, until he was happy before nestling beside the God-inspector who had passed out again.He shrugged, wiped his nosebleeds with his sleeve, and went to the cafeteria to find a fix.

"Why did you have a nosebleed?"

In the first episode, seeing him stain his sleeves with blood, the shock index was as if he saw his younger brother and changed back to his original state after only one night.

"Maybe it's overindulgence."

Yaken Toshiro reasoned very calmly.

Smiling Qing Jiang, who was drinking tea quietly, sprayed the tea all over the table with a "poof".

"The general doesn't think I'm young!"

Atsushi Shiro wiped his nose again, and smiled heartily at Qing Jiang.

Qing Jiang threw himself on the table full of tea, and decided to conduct a self-criticism tonight.

The author has something to say:

Everyone, pack all your luggage and get on the bus, we are ready to hit the road, let the driver uncle feed you meat!

Mr. Hou was originally a proud and handsome child, and he was even more responsible after he finished his practice. Even when his aunt went to Wanwu, he had to remind him by ear, and he was full of helper posture.

The Houjun of this family is also like this, but he is a little crooked and has become a hooligan.

But don't worry, after the hooliganism, he is still the cute and proud Houjun, I believe he will assist the lord very well, yes, I believe it!

By the way, who is the elder brother Houjun and Yaoyan?One is 154 and the other is 153. I think Mr. Hou is the elder brother.

As soon as I said it, I wanted to call them the second brother and the third brother, but I always forgot that there was a pair of little black and little white.

I will talk about it in the future and I will write (four). After I have filled everything that can’t fit into the main text... I think I will probably go to live in seclusion wwwww