Ya-kun's Honmaru is a bit weird

On the way back, there were gradually fewer people, and Izumi Mori Kanesada glanced at Asahina Naya who was fiddling with the wooden comb she just bought along the way, and said doubtfully.

"What's wrong with that comb?"

Naomi Asahina shook his head, "No." He paused, and then said, "I just think it's a little different from Kohomaru-san's original one."

Izumi Mori Kanesada was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Is that for Kokomaruden? It's different from the original one..."

"The one before him was broken by me—the other day Xiaohumaru-san asked me to help comb his hair, and when he handed it to me, Jin Jian accidentally fell down, and I was trying to help him, but I didn't expect to be dragged down too. "

He stuck out his tongue slightly, and said shyly, "I'm a bit stupid."

In fact, he fell that day not because he didn't stand firmly, but because Jinjian held him when he fell, and the weight exceeded his expectations, causing the two of them to fall to the ground together. ...was crushed by Jinjian's foot.

Thinking of Kohomaru-san's expression at that time, Asahina Naya shrank her neck involuntarily.

People who usually look docile can be scary when angry.

Thinking of this, Asahina Nami carefully put away the wooden comb.

***

The young man with light orange hair slowly took off the clothes on his body, his seemingly thin but unexpectedly powerful arm moved slightly, the clothes slipped off his shoulders, revealing a large expanse of fair skin, but at this moment it was covered with bruises and scratches. wounded red marks.

"Hiss—" the boy stretched out his hand and pressed on the bone a few times, and then tried to move his arm.

Well...the bones seem to be fine.

He reached out and took out a box of ointment from a side drawer, threw it to the silver-haired young man sitting in the corner looking at this side with a pained face, and said.

"Don't just watch from the sidelines, come and help me."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms and lay down on the quilt on the tatami mat. However, due to his excessive movements, he accidentally stretched his flesh, and hissing sound continued.

"I said, just go and buy it directly, why bother."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga opened the ointment in his hand, wiped off a piece with his hand, and then applied it to the bruises on Wukichi Zhenzong's back. Even with a slight touch, the body under his finger still trembled with pain, and the silver-haired sword was helpless. said with a wry smile.

"It's so miserable, how did you offend the short knife of the Santiao family?"

"That's not it." Wuji Zhenzong hummed while lying on the pillow, "I'm fishing for a big fish!"

"what?"

Wuji Zhenzong snorted softly and ignored him.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his eyebrows, and with a slight force from his hands, the light orange-haired boy kept screaming in pain. The man was just about to ask, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"That... can I go in?"

It is a judge.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was taken aback for a moment, suddenly understood something, suddenly looked at the boy with light orange hair, and sure enough, he saw the boy's bright eyes looking at the shadow on the door, the tip of his pink tongue lightly licked the corner of his mouth, his face full of tears. The color of anticipation and pride.

"Here comes the fish."

The silver-haired sword fell silent when he heard the boy's whisper, until the person outside the door yelled softly again, and Mukichi Sadamune beside him also began to urge, Tsurumaru Kuninaga stepped forward and opened the door.

"Yo, such a sudden visit, did the main hall miss me?"

The silver-haired young man leaned against the door frame and looked at Nami Asahina who was holding something outside the door with a smile on his lips.

Asahina looked up at the handsome young man, and smiled awkwardly, "Well... I'm actually here to see Yoshi-san..."

"... the main hall." Can you stop being so sincere...

Tsurumaru Kuninaga watched the boy smile apologetically at him, and watched him walk into the room with a stiff mouth.

Naya Asahina approached Monoyoshi Sadamune, the sword behavior with light orange hair was applying ointment just now, and the upper body was not covered with patches or strands, and the scars on the back were obvious.

Seeing the young man looking behind him, Wuji Zhenzong immediately pulled the quilt aside to cover himself, and smiled softly with his light golden eyes.

"I knew the Lord would definitely come." Noticing the things in his hand, he asked with bright eyes, "Is that a gift for me?"

Her throat was slightly tight, Asahinami blinked her sore eyes, opened the box and pushed it in front of Wuyoshi Zhenzong in a muffled voice.

"I'm sorry... I don't know what Muji-san likes to eat, so I bought this."

Ten white and fat Strawberry Daifuku are neatly placed in the food box, and the naive appearance makes them appetizing.Wuji Zhenzong let out a soft cry of surprise, picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth, his face was instantly propped up by Dafu, bulging.

"Great!"

The boy puffed up his face and said inarticulately, Asahinami saw his delicious food, her mood also improved, even the glutton in her stomach was aroused, and the saliva flooded into a river in her mouth.

"..."

No no no no!This is for Wu Jisang!

"..."

But I really want to eat (ˉ﹃ˉ)

"..."

Maybe it was really delicious, Wuji Zhenzong ate two in a row, he picked up another piece from the food box, and just brought it to his mouth, he suddenly saw the child sitting on the opposite side with his mouth slightly open unconsciously, The soft tongue lay quietly inside, and the white teeth that were immediately white could be vaguely seen, as if an expression of wanting to eat.

"..."

Dao Jian with light orange hair squinted his eyes slightly, opened his mouth slightly and bit the wide end of Strawberry Daifuku in his hand, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Naya Asahina who was staring at him in a daze, and put the pointed end of Daifuku against the On the cherry-colored lips of the boy.

The pale pink-haired boy opened his eyes wide in astonishment, subconsciously stepped back, the hand of the sword supported his head almost at the same moment, and took him in his direction with a bit of force.

The thin and soft glutinous rice skin was bitten open, and the huge strawberry contained inside was squeezed by a hard object, and the sweet and fragrant fruity fragrance gradually oozes out from the bright red flesh, and slides down the tight lips .

Seeing the bright red juice hanging under the boy's lips and about to drip, Mukichi Sadamune pushed the whole Strawberry Daifuku directly into Naya Asahina's mouth with the tip of his tongue.

Asahi Nami was forced to accept the whole Daifuku, her mouth was so full that she couldn't speak, she could only stare at him with a pair of big brown eyes, obviously questioning his behavior just now.

Monoyoshi Sadamune looked at Nami Asahina's lips that had been rubbed with glutinous rice flour, and stretched out the tip of his small tongue to lick the corner of his mouth. He blinked his light golden eyes and said aggrievedly.

"Because the lord looks like he wants to eat it." He paused, picked up another one, and looked at him expectantly, "Would you like another one?" Following the gesture, he wanted to put Dafu into his mouth.

Asahina immediately shook her head back and forth, covered her mouth with her hands, chewed hard, and was about to say something when her eyes were suddenly covered in pure white.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stretched out his hand to push Naya Asahina's hand away, and rubbed vigorously on the boy's lips again and again, until it became a little blood-red, and the boy couldn't help but let out a slight cry of pain, before stopping his hand.

Seeing his movements, Wuji Zhenzong snorted and said softly, "Jealous."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly, "No."

"Yes, the jealous lord only bought something for me without your share."

"……No."

Noticing his obvious pause, Wuji Zhenzong smiled smugly, and stopped talking, he is now a wounded person.

People are weak~