Draw the sword for the judge

A bright day starts with a delicious breakfast!

In the kitchen, the sound of pots and pans continued, and several figures were busy.

Wu Hutui, nicknamed "A Wu", recalled what happened yesterday, and still felt unreal that he was in a dream.

He, Tuijiang, and his little uncle Minghu opened a shop in Wanwu, called "Cat and Dog Rest Station".

Although it has been complained by the Sword Fusangshen of the opposite shop for "selling dog meat" - because so far, the cats and dogs "resting" in the shop are small animals they raise themselves, as for the guests?Sorry, the guest is so addicted to masturbation that he doesn't think about other things at all.

But even so, he still feels that such a day is very beautiful: he can make money to support his family and support Alukin, and at the same time, he can get close to everyone in Honmaru and his family Alukin in this way.

It's a pity that there are unpredictable things in the sky, but there are people... broken brothers who push you to overcome psychological obstacles and keep moving forward.That's right, what he was talking about was the hot-bellied drug researcher in the opposite shop!

The black-bellied drug Yanni is said to be a sword that exists in this world, similar to the spiritual sword.At the same time, there is also a pair of unreliable adoptive fathers who often travel on business "mother" - "mother" is in quotation marks because this is "he", not "she".

The black-bellied Yaoyan nun rushed to the store yesterday evening, panicked and out of breath, and asked the first-rank nun... Attention, it was the whereabouts of the first-rank nun in the shop where the Yaoyan nun was located.

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻! That's your family's first installment! How could he know!

As a result, the black-bellied Yao Yanni took all the swords and swords in their store to find the "lost contact" first-term nephew, and delivered food. Note that it is the takeaway from their store, not the takeaway from their cat and dog resting station. In short, the task of delivering food was left to him.

He was furious and firmly disagreed, but it was a pity that Yao Yanni had already taken all the swords and swords of the opposite shop and ran away in the transmission array.

"Ah Wu, what's the matter?" Honest people would be angry too.He was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and when the broom he took to beat Yao Yanni was about to be poked bald by him, his little friend Tui Jiang appeared on the stage.

Tui Jiang, like him, is the spirit of the Five Tigers Tui's dagger.But compared to his background in District B, the long-haired Tuijiang is Toujian Fusangshen from District A.Therefore, although they are all knives of the Government of Time and Alukin, Tuijiang's Wanwu in Area B is like a game character with a debuff on his head, and his blade is not in good condition.

Therefore, Tui Jiang is only responsible for the hospitality work when the guests are busy, and spends the rest of the time in the lounge as a bowman... No, it's a dead body!

As for Uncle Minghu, he is only in charge of the kitchen.

After Tui Jiang knew that he was assassinated by the opposite sword, he was not in a hurry to avenge him, but checked the address of the takeaway.

Afterwards, they knew that this was a takeaway delivered to Honmaru... That's right, it was the Honmaru where Arukin was, and it was also the Honmaru where he should exist and live, but because of his own experience, he became a psychological shadow and dared not approach.

He and Tui Jiang were silent.

Afterwards, Uncle Minghu, who had similar psychological problems as him, also joined the silent team.

They were silent for dinner time.

After being hungry and being protested by the little animals in the store biting their sleeves and trousers, they finally realized what they should do—even if they resisted, work is work and has nothing to do with personal issues.

During the period, although Tui Jiang said that he has no psychological burden and can go alone, but whether it is the takeaway itself... the seven-layer Black Forest cake is not a joke; it is because they realized that the psychological problems they have been hiding all the time will eventually kill them. to Arukin.He and his little uncle still chose to go.

Well!Now that I think about it, delivering food in the middle of the night, their operation is quite coquettish! (*/ω＼*)

For the same reason, because it was midnight, there was a certain difficulty in delivering food to Honmaru—there was a god-judgment in Wanwu a few days ago, no matter whether there was a god-judgment in Honmaru under the name of their time government, or their The inconceivable incident of the deadly enemy, that is, the god judge on the retrograde army.Therefore, even if the shops have resumed normal operations, the business hours are only during the day, and even those illegal, no, entertainment shops that are hidden in the dark places of thousands of houses and have a huge backstage have to abide by this rule, which is simply against their professional habits. latest regulations.

Therefore, it is not feasible to go directly to Honmaru by using the transmission array under the name of Wanwu.

Because Tuijiang is addicted to the Internet, ah bah, it's related to the corpse lounge, so she knows a lot of people.

Through the seven turns and eight bends, Tuijiang found a way to steal//cross, no, it is a way to reach Honmaru.

This road needs to pass through the battlefield. Although it carries certain risks, it is the only way they can find in a short time... So they did it!

They traveled through mountains and rivers, crossed mountains and mountains, and finally arrived at Honmaru when the first light of dawn was approaching... anyway, when the sky was still dark.

——Now that I think about it, I feel stupid. They have been on the way for so long, how could it be that the day is not bright?

Holding flashlights, they looked at the gate of Honmaru, which was as high as the legendary Arc de Triomphe, and kept doing mental construction.

However, what the hell, they all had trembling calves and knocked on the door with their teeth chattering, but there was no one to answer or open the door or say a knife?

Bad review!

The villains in their hearts overturned the table, but their fear was also let go—it was definitely not replaced by anger~

They were so angry, no, they beat the door hard without giving up or abandoning it, but the door opened automatically, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

They realized that something was wrong, and they were also worried about everyone in Honmaru and Arujin... You must know that Alujin had been to Wanwu during the day!

They put down the takeaway, took out their own knives to arm themselves, and then stepped into the place where they were told to "always resist".

The flames were burning unnaturally, the wind blew ominously, there were beast-like roars one after another, and the smell of blood became more intense.

Although he had been away from the battlefield where he fought the retrograde army for a long time, he still remembered the cold breath of the retrograde army, and their, and even their own unique blood aroma.

Afterwards, fighting with the retrograde army, protecting Honmaru, and everyone who is unfamiliar and familiar has become a matter of course... Even chatting with brothers who don’t know how many times they have been updated has become a matter of course!

"Minghudian, will the three kinds of porridge be too little?" When Ah Wu was in a trance and lost in memory, he woke up early in the morning and was stationed in the kitchen. At this time, Horikawa Kunihiro, who was pounding peanuts, asked about the breakfast chef.

Horikawa Kunihiro: By the way, this is the first time I saw this guy from Awataguchi cooking~~

"Spoil! What nonsense! Minghu's decision will not go wrong!" Because he was "raised" by Qinglin since he woke up again, and he thought he had a high vision, so he even brought his own family together. Minghu's eyesight is also tall. The little fox speaks first: Convex (ラフラド), ignorant Wakizawa, don't you know that Minghu grew up watching Qinglin Temple cook?

"Yes! That's right!" Then, like a fox, there must be a master. Minghu, who had destroyed his avatar invisibly, had a tender face...he didn't wear a mask...he said seriously.

"..." There are three kinds of porridge to choose from, plus a small piece of fermented bean curd per person, even in the scumbag period, well, I heard that some scumbag aunts didn't even feed Fu Sangshen, so...how can you break it if you are suddenly cured?No, Horikawa Kunihiro, you have to cheer up, you are a well-known house knife anyway!Able to go to the battlefield, manage internal affairs, manage Kanesan, and manage the kitchen, the boss of the Horikawa knife school!How could he be defeated by a chubby fox!

"But..." Kunihiro Horikawa, who was unwilling to give up the treatment, prepared to speak after mental construction.As a result, the moment he spoke, a familiar and cute voice sounded not far away.

"Kunikoku Hiroshi, what do you think of my latest work?"

Due to personal reasons, Horikawa Kunihiro found out that there was a problem with the first god judge in Honmaru but did not tell the other swords. During the generation of god judges, countless short knives and other swords were sold by the god judges, and then encountered all kinds of terrible things.

Kunihiro Horikawa made atonement, and because he followed the advice of a certain Shinbee Suga Toru, he decided to work in a shop opened by one of the victims, Oh Go... However, since Go is now in the kitchen of Honmaru, Kunihiro Horikawa also right here.

Izumi Mori Kanesada knew that Kunihiro kept silent for himself at that time, so Kunihiro's crime was not only his sword strike, but also his.Therefore, he tried to atone for his sins.When Kunihiro Horikawa got up early in the morning to work in the kitchen, he followed him to the kitchen.

Now, it's time for him to clean up his reputation as a kitchen idiot and show off his carefully crafted creations, no, it's time for meals!

Izumi Mori: Let you reject me!Let you let the uncle go to the side to play!Quack quack, let's indulge in my uncle's breakfast aesthetics from now on!

"Oh my god..." Izumi Mamoru, who was wearing an internal fan suit, was about to ascend to the sky, but what the little fox said made him fall into hell quickly, "Vegetable salad, there are tofu, beef, chestnuts, celery, chicken, onions... "

"Well, honey is added!" If the little fox sees with eyes, then Minghu, who looks like seeing a magical creature, tastes it with his mouth.With his fingers, he tasted the light-colored viscous liquid on the salad that perfectly explained what is called "combination of ingredients", and found that it was honey... It happened to be compatible with tofu, onions and other ingredients.

"Izumi Shouden, do you want to poison everyone in Honmaru to death?" The little fox and Minghu sang together, mercilessly criticizing Izumi Shouden to make him shorter and shorter.

"But, isn't it a rumor that the ingredients are incompatible?" Izumi Shou was criticized all over his head. He was obviously the tallest one in the whole kitchen, but he abruptly showed the "height" of a three-year-old child—he squatted pitifully On the ground, he looked helplessly at the group of "adults" who embraced him and despised him.

"Hahaha, why don't Izumi Shouden try it yourself? I heard that the Shennong family from the country next door is doing his best to become a generation of masters~" Tui Jiang with long hair and silver hair tied into a ponytail He bowed his head, propped his hands on his knees, and made a suggestion to Izumi Mamoru with a smile.

"..." Izumi remained silent, he had a faint feeling that this Zhenfei Honmaru dagger was harboring ill intentions towards him... The key point is that he never offended this Zhenfei Honmaru dagger at all.

"Well, it makes sense!" But even though the sixth sense told him that it was dangerous, Izumi Mori was very confident in his masterpiece, so he accepted the suggestion.

After that, with the sound of falling to the ground with a "plop", Horikawa Kunihiro's screams sounded from the kitchen.

"Kan-sang—"

Afterwards, Horikawa Kunihiro, who carried Izumi Mamoru Kanesada on his back and immediately went to the doctor, rushed out of the kitchen, passing a flaxen-haired boy on the way.