[Touken Ranbu] The judges in my family only look at faces

01√

A new family of judges moved in next door, and Wu Gengtian watched someone walk in from the empty Honmaru of the next door, but he didn't bring a waiter or a knife.

Then it didn't take long before a faint singing sound came from inside.

"..." Wu Gengtian went straight to the kitchen after listening for a while.

Make him something to eat and tell him to shut up.

02√

Wu Gengtian dragged his wooden clogs and ran to the door to welcome everyone who had come back from the battle. When he saw that there was another white-haired young lady in the team, he quietly glanced at the captain's tablecloth.

But before he had time to speak, the tablecloth showed an incomparably hearty smile, which scared him back and looked at the new kid.

Wait, what happened to these five little white tigers?

The tablecloth seemed to be very satisfied that the judge didn't say anything strange, "We're back, this is the partner I met on the road, five tigers retreat."

The little guy was quite shy, so the tablecloth introduced him.

In addition, they discussed on the way that the interrogator called people nicknames, and they felt that this was really very bad and needed to be corrected.

Yamabagiri: What kind of tablecloth? This is obviously a bed sheet.

So they have to seriously protest to the judge about their names, and make sure the judge calls out their names appropriately.

It all started with the newcomer Five Tigers Retreating.

"Welcome to be our partner." Wu Gengtian reached out and rubbed Wu Hutui's head, and smiled softly, "Little white tiger is very cute."

"Thank you, thank you." Wu Hutui felt very happy when he heard that his little friend was praised.

In fact, the little white tiger mentioned by Wu Gengtian is the retreat of the five tigers.

The other people who also misunderstood the meaning of Wu Gengtian didn't expect that this time he didn't give back the nickname to Wuhu, so wouldn't they not be able to start the topic they had prepared? !

"Oh, by the way, I'll go to the swordsmith again. I forgot to take the 300 just now. You have worked hard in the battle. Take a good rest in this pill." Wu Gengtian nodded and smiled at them, and then he was in a good mood He ran away stepping on clogs.

"I'm exhausted, I'll go in first." Ai Ran Guojun swung his arms and walked in.

"Yeah, together." The other two short knives also walked in.

"What's wrong?" Yamato Shou looked at Yamabukiri standing at the door, "Aren't you going in?"

"Go in." Yamabachi stopped looking at Wu Gengtian's back, turned and entered the house.

A burnt smell.

He and Yamato followed the smell and walked to the kitchen. The inside was a mess, and there was a pot of dark things that could not be seen clearly on the table.

Yamato Shou walked over calmly, and swept the pot of unknown objects on the ground with a knife, "Oops... I accidentally dropped it, so I can't eat it. But the master made it with great difficulty. Well, I'll make another one."

Yamabuchi nodded seriously and clapped his hands uncontrollably, "I'll help you, do it before he comes back."

As he spoke, he picked up the black and hard unknown object on the ground and threw it out of the atmosphere and became a floating object in space.

"That's really great, let's work hard together." Yamato Mamoru gave Yamabukiri a thumbs up.

The two fell silent for a while.

"So, what exactly did the master just do?"

03√

Wu Gengtian went to the knife maker, and saw the little pigtail with red nails hugging his sick thigh and crying: Master, you can't gamble anymore, the family is so poor that they can't open the pot!

He still calmly handed the last bit of resources to the swordsmith when he was sick, and stroked Qingguang's head with a smile, "It's okay, Qingguang is enough for me."

"Master..." Qing Guang looked sick with tears in his eyes.

Wu Gengtian decided to happily ignore the eight o'clock drama that the two of them were performing, walked up to the knife maker, took the panel and decisively pressed the finish button.

It's better to pretend that you don't know the sickness behind you.

A flower fell in front of him and transformed into a human form with special effects.

The person who came out introduced himself as calmly as the tear mole.

"I'm Izumi Mori Kanesada, handsome and strong..." He seemed to be completely dumbfounded when he saw the judge in front of him halfway through his speech, and he raised Wu Gengtian's chin with a chuckle, "Oh, you are Obsessed with me?"

"Yeah, I was dumbfounded." Wu Gengtian took the hand on his chin and nodded, "You are so tall... If you don't pay attention when entering and exiting this pill, you will definitely hit your head."

"..." Is this the point?

Sifangjing, who was still 130 in exchange for all his family property, walked behind Wugengtian with a look of lovelessness, saw Izumi Mamoru, turned around and hugged California Qingguang who was following behind him.

"Ah ah Kiyomitsu Kiyomitsu, why is this world so cruel, the African League you promised, you big liar! Why did you come out of Kanesada on the first day!"

Afterwards, she pointed to Wu Gengtian's nose and cried.

"Master..." Qingguang probably has no experience in coaxing girls, so he could only pat the back of the judge embarrassingly.

"Oh, oh, such a beautiful girl, it doesn't look good to cry." Izumi Shou walked over with a smile, bent down and patted the head of the god judge next door, and Sifangjing was stunned by what he said.

Cowherd you!

Wu Gengtian's face darkened, and he felt as if he had made a very remarkable knife.

"Let's go back first... There are other companions at home who I want to introduce to you." Wu Gengtian tugged at Cowherd's sleeve expressionlessly, and patted his sick shoulder by the way, "I wish you good fortune. "

As he said that, he took the people away first.

Sifangjing, who was patted on the shoulder by Wu Gengtian, has been out of Yamabagiri for a month. 【not at all】

04√

When passing by the next door, Wu Gengtian heard singing, and then remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to send the things he had made to the next door.

It doesn't taste good when it's cold.

Forget it and do it again next time.

Ah... I just forgot to make a knife outfit on the way.

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