Sword Raiders II

Izumi Shou thought that his shouting made a lot of noise, but none of the two people in the study felt guilty after being caught on the spot, and even the one who "overlord puts his bow hard" just raised his head and stared at him with a very serious expression on his face. impatient.

Jiansang, who was already very sour and angry, became even more sour and angry, and just wanted to complain that he thought he was in the way, when he heard the "overlord forcefully bowed his bow" from below.

"Are you trying to say that we did something wrong?" Although Da Dao, who was completely suppressed, was embarrassed, his face was calm and calm, "Under this special situation, is it you who agree with this cognition? ?"

The tone of the civil servant's young master was always stable. Even if the captain's level of spiritual pressure spread all over his body and caused what seemed to be substantial pain, those blue eyes still looked directly at the angry lord without evasion or avoidance, slamming every word.

"For a 14-year-old child, work and rest on time is what this age group should do?"

As a result, the spiritual pressure became even more terrifying in an instant. The power that was only partially targeted at the moment overflowed a little, which directly made Izumi Mori, who wanted to protest and ignore it, silence his voice in surprise.

When I was still thinking "So it's not that the main hall is trying to force it, but a conflict", when I heard the main hall let out a snort that was like laughing out of anger.

"You should work on time when you are a minor? Who told you that I am a good kid?" The voice was completely gnashed, and the two-year-old boy hated others saying that he should be obedient when he was young. "You want to talk to me about this, why not think about it?" Want to be a subject but always disobey the lord? Don’t say that I am only temporarily amnesia, even if I am really only a 14-year-old child, are you sure that your attitude is correct?"

The more he talked, the angrier he became, or Yu Li was even more upset when he saw that this guy was so helpless to fight back, and he couldn't hold back anymore, he reached out and grabbed Chang Yi's face and pulled it outward.

He didn't hold back the strength of his hand at all, and he was really venting his anger. This precious sword, which is ranked as a high-end family heirloom in the Tokugawa family, has now suffered unprecedented corporal punishment. See Izumi Mori outside the door bared his teeth unconsciously and hissed secretly.

At this moment, Dang Shiren, whose face had been pulled out of shape, lowered his eyes and sighed: "It is precisely because you are always like this that we treat you like this. You always complain that we treat you like a child, But have you behaved like an adult so far?"

All hands are pulling clothes and cheeks, which means that there is no need to explain anything.

So the hand that was still pulling his face was quickly retracted like an electric shock, and then Changyi felt that most of the weighty spiritual pressure on his body had dissipated, but the civil servant's mouth guns did not stop output, but continued straight Look at the other party and pull out a kind and gentle smile that can't see the pink gem's friendship at all.

"A grown-up lord will never fail to achieve this kind of self-discipline. Of course, it is even more impossible to conflict with his subordinates because of this kind of thing."

#想We don’t regard you as an object of love but only as a child, but you show a bit of adult poise and charm, don’t let us find a chance to control you#

#Little Ghost#

"Get out! Get out of here, everyone!"

Following the angry growl of the owner of the mansion, no matter whether it was yesterday's valet or today's, they were all blown out of the second floor.

Chang Yi and Izumi Shou came down in some embarrassment. They stayed a little further away before looking back at the pavilion not far away in the corridor. The lights in the study there had been extinguished, and the lights in the bedroom were flickering on instead.

It seems that the one who was provoked succeeded, in order to prove that he can also be a steady and self-disciplined adult, that one is finally willing to give up staying up late to rest.

Izumi Shou breathed a sigh of relief, remembering that they also had a lot of conflicts in order to correct the master's dead house work and rest in the first week. In fact, they really didn't want to do it again, and it hurt their feelings.

But it really looks like she started to "repeat the same mistakes" again, even if she knew in her heart that this was different from before, she would still instinctively want to stop——

Whether amnesia or not, this person whose original trajectory has been secretly changed will never understand how there was a group of Fan Tie who had just begun to realize how she was suffering from physical ailments in her dying years, ignorantly wanting to help but Realizing that I can't do anything, I can only watch her die with her eyes closed in the end.

You know, that is not a few years, but a whole decade.

"That...thank you." In the end, Izumishou had no choice but to dryly thank Changyi who was walking ahead, "It should have been our responsibility, but you were forced to endure the censure of the main hall once, and you can obviously let it go." Can't..."

"My original spirit has joined this Honmaru, and my main body has also been transferred to this mansion in this era. In other words, she is my real master now." The silver-haired Dao directly interrupted the black-haired Dao, He walked in the front and didn't look back, "It's my duty as a subordinate to take care of my lord's work and share her worries, and even bear her anger. If I thank you, I won't be excused. I just did what I should do."

This guy is really irritating, let alone the main hall, he wants to beat him up!

Veins popped out of Izumi Shou's forehead, and the impatient Devil Deputy Commander Saber had already clenched his fists and wanted to "well" reason with the other party, "What do you mean by a guy from the political sword team, you really plan to grab the master from us?", The former suddenly let out a "hush".

"Lights went out."

Even if he didn't say who it was, Izumi Mori immediately turned his head and looked at the second floor again, where the lights in the bedroom were no longer on.

It was also at this moment that Izumi Shou withdrew the urge to fight with the former. If the movement was too loud, it would disturb the main hall and make her angry again.

"Let's part here." Walking to the sleeping area of ​​the sword, Yamababa Kiri Changyoshi stood at the fork in the corridor and waved his hand to the people behind as a greeting, "Go to bed early, don't think too much, and have the energy to do it tomorrow." Great job as a servant. Good night."

Izumishou gritted his teeth and stared at the other party's leaving back, wanting to curse a few words, "Who thinks too much", but in the middle of the night, he could only endure it bitterly.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I won't be able to sleep again tonight!

On the other side of the fork, Changyi walked quietly in the corridor until he was sure that there was no one on the left or right. Then the silver-haired Da Dao calmed down his indifference, frowned, stretched out his hands to cover his obviously red and swollen cheeks, and hissed softly.

"It's really ruthless. It's really different from before. There's no mercy at all."

He looked up at the night sky, and a cold moon stood quietly in the thin clouds. He obviously wanted to recall all the things before the man's accident, but what emerged in his mind was the scene that happened in the early morning.

"There's nothing to argue about, anyway, no matter what you two are called, it's not all mine in the end."

The faint moonlight shone into the corridor, smearing a gentle halo on the young man who stopped suddenly, and also made the smile on that pretty face more attractive when he stretched his eyebrows.

If there were no such words, he might not have made trouble this evening.

"After restoring your memory, don't try to renege on your debt."

The murmur of the stabbing was so low that it could not be heard, and then the whole person sank into the shadows of the corridor.

Silent all night.

Izumi Mori got up with a tired face, this mental state caused Kanchu to be very worried.

"Mr. Kan, your complexion is not very good." Horikawa looked worried, "It seems that you haven't slept well these days, is it okay?"

"Nothing!" Hearing the words, the black-haired Dao Yilin quickly rubbed his face vigorously, straightened his back and replied loudly: "I'm very energetic, Kunihiro, you worry too much!"

Seeing that he was nervously denying it, Horikawa didn't say anything more, and nodded along with his words: "That's good. At this time, the lord still has morning classes, we can go have breakfast, and when we come out, we can help the lord pack up the consumables together. She will be happy."

are you happy?

He Quanshou remembered what happened last night, and it was difficult to guarantee the temper of the main hall today.

The little girl's mind is too difficult to guess, moody and unpredictable, it seems that nothing is right for her.There are also topics such as pink gemstones that are difficult to talk about now, and Jiansang, who is also one of them, is now looking forward to the early return of the former main hall.

"Mr. Kanan, do you think it's difficult to get along with the current master?" Horikawa couldn't help saying when he saw his complexion, "If there is really no other way, I will take the place of today's valet..."

"No, I'm not in trouble!" Quickly interrupting his partner, Hequan Shou repeatedly denied, "The main hall is the main hall no matter what, how could I shrink back because of...that little question, you are too underestimated I went to Kunihiro."

It is one thing to hope that the main hall can quickly recover the memory and get rid of the status quo, but it is impossible to say that it is impossible to avoid the current main hall because of this. No one can try to grab his position as a close servant, and neither can Guohiro!

What he has struggled with these past few days... at most is that the main hall is now young and easy to be deceived by outsiders... that's all.

With a sullen expression and guilty conscience, Izumi Mamoru finally went up to the second floor again.

Today's weather is very good, the rain yesterday morning has been taken away by the sun, jumping up the corridor on the second floor and Izumi Shou can even hear the laughter of the daggers downstairs playing and running in the courtyard.

After the morning class and breakfast, the main hall went back to the second floor and never came out. Sure enough, it was still worrying about what happened last night...

"Oh, Izumi Shou-kun, you're here! I want to read the notes, so you can find a place to use yourself."

The master in the study was still sitting in the same position as last night, but unlike the rage under the lights at night, she smiled brightly this morning as if nothing had happened.

#This is rather alarming#

"Why, are you worried that I will offend you for Mr. Changyi's affairs?" Seeing Izumi Shou standing at the door and not daring to move, the respondent was quick and straightforward, "That kind of thing is unnecessary and unnecessary."

She waved her hands and grinned: "Actually, after sleeping, there is nothing left. When I wake up in the morning and practice the morning class with a kitchen knife, I feel completely calm, and I find that it is not a big deal. After all, you are actually I just don’t want me to stay up all night.”

Should it be said that it is like the main hall in its heyday and is reasonable, or is it simply a carefree boyhood, with emotions coming and going quickly?

Izumi Shou thinks the latter is more likely.

However, when he caught sight of the main hall's hands, there were still a dozen or so pages of unfinished cooking notes, and the deputy long knife suddenly realized the root cause of last night's conflict in the blink of an eye.

Izumi Mori: "..."

Just, I don't know what to say, anyway, he looked like a fool after being troubled all night last night.

And now he was standing in the study like a stake waiting, his mind was in a mess and he didn't know how long it had been. Anyway, when he came back to his senses, he saw that the main hall had finished reading the notes, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Yeah, I've roughly counted them all. This monster banquet must be very interesting." Holding the notebook in his arms, Yu Li smiled happily, "I have to think about what kind of banquet I want to design... Although Everyone says that you don’t care about the details as long as it tastes good.”

While speaking, she had already picked up a pen and paper and began to write and draw.

No distractions.

This idiom suddenly appeared in Izumi Shou's mind.

The main hall in this period is simple, and it is easy to obtain happiness and satisfaction. Her goals have always been so straightforward and unshakable.

In contrast, their thoughts are actually...

"What's that expression?" The immersed mind was suddenly interrupted, and Izumi looked up, and saw the face of the main hall who closed the notebook and frowning, "If you feel bored by my side, you can leave at any time. Before this point I just told you guys...Ah, are you still thinking about what happened last night? But I beat Chang Yi-kun, so it doesn’t make you unhappy until now, right? You two have such a good relationship?”

"How could such a thing be possible!" He Quanshou called out immediately, who would have a good relationship with the political sword who wanted to snatch his master.

"Then what are you upset about?" Yu Li asked after tidying up the things on the table.

"I'm not unhappy!" Izumi Shou responded loudly again, refusing to admit it.

So he got a fixed look from the master and a faint "Oh" a few seconds later, the other party began to search for another cooking notebook.

Seeing that the other party is about to start a new round of study, Jiansang's whole body is going to explode in horror, and the straightforward Dao Dao now knows whether he really wants to speak. With the current personality of the main hall, he can definitely not give him a look again, and is completely addicted to it. Study notes.

"Okay, I have something to say!" Da Dao defeated and surrendered softly.

After seeing that the other party really stopped his hands and looked over carefully, Izumi Mamoru was even a little moved.

"A-actually..." He blushed, and found it difficult to speak when he really wanted to speak.

"Yeah." Yu Li blinked and continued to look at him.

Izumi Mori Kanesada, after amnesia, all his impressions of this sword come from his former master Hijikata Toshizo, after all, he is a historical figure who often moves to the screen, and the sword Fusangshin himself...

He is taller and taller than other swordsmen, wearing a gorgeous black and red kimono, with exquisite and handsome features, and obviously has long black hair that makes most women envious and jealous, but the whole person stands there without a trace of femininity , but quite heroic and compelling.

Better looking than the actors playing his master on TV.

...is kind of silly.

"I, I actually want to say..." The blushing and stammering appearance became even more stupid.

Yu Li continued to nod: "Yeah." Signaling him to continue.

However, the three-year-old who was too nervous under the gaze had forgotten all the words he wanted to say for three days, so that in the end, he only uttered one sentence indiscriminately: "It's very chaotic and dangerous outside. It's been a long time since ten years passed. People and things are different from before, Lord Hall, don’t be fooled by them!”

Yu Li: "..."

#oh. #

The subsequent development and Izumi Shou no longer want to recall, he just wants to catch himself who lost the chain at the critical moment and beat him up, why can't he even speak, the way the main hall looks at him now is almost like looking at an idiot!

No matter how depressed Jiansang was, he couldn't rewind the time and make him handsome again, so he could only watch his master plunge into the ocean of kitchen roads in frustration.

Fortunately, the new round of study did not last for a whole day like yesterday, because it was planned to leave early tomorrow morning, so the main hall took him with him after noon to prepare the things to take away.

Cooking utensils are proficient and all are ready, the same is true for mobile phones and washing utensils. In the end, Izumi Mamoru never expected to get stuck in the link of picking clothes.

"Kishi-kun and the youkai of Yahara said that I can prepare the food in advance, and then I have time to attend their banquet together, so I have to prepare at least two sets of clothes."

The main hall explained it this way, it is reasonable for girls to choose more clothes to carry.

but……

"It took too long to pick clothes!!" Standing behind the master, holding a pile of clothes that almost covered his chin, the valet who had run back and forth more than a dozen times let out a soul roar.

Let's put it this way, since Izumi Mamoru came to No. 1 Honmaru, he has never seen his main hall lack money no matter which week, and her strong desire to shop is commensurate with wealth.

I still remember that during the first episode, he inherited the frugal style of the previous owner and even argued with her a few times because of it, until he got used to and accepted the setting that the new owner has money and can afford to lose, and then it slowly subsided.

Not to mention that the Star Palace Gourmet Group was established later in the main hall, which has even greater assets. After that, she started to add things...

"Why, are you tired?" The master, who was gesticulating on his body with a bright yellow dress, looked back at him, with disbelief on his face, "It's not that the men with swords and swords are all very strong, and now they just accompany me around Can't you turn the cloakroom?"

While she was speaking, the cloakroom at the back, which looked like a small clothing store, also showed the whole picture. Rows of carefully stored and hung clothes of various colors divided the supposedly spacious space into rows.

Not physically tired, but mentally tired!

"Master, I admit that it is important to look handsome when you go out, but you have been doing this for almost three hours now..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted: "It's only three hours too early, and I haven't finished trying half the time. And it's not that you say I'm a brat, very different from the previous me and unfeminine, of course I have to be good Pick and choose!"

Izumi Mori suddenly petrified, and there was only one thought in his mind: The hateful political sword hurt me!

But the pits have already been pitted, and the duties of the servants still have to be done honestly.

Just when Jiansang started to feel weak, and the whole handsome face showed a taste of lovelessness, the main hall who had been picking and trying on clothes in front seemed to have a new discovery.

"There is something on the top floor of this cabinet!" Yu Li stared at the wardrobe in the corner, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that there was something wrong. After the cabinet door was opened at random, he could faintly see a clothing packaging box in the deep shadow of the upper floor, "It's so suspicious, Obviously all other clothes are hung in professional garment bags, but this one is folded inside. Izumi Shou-kun, help me take it down."

With her height, it was a bit of a struggle, so of course he was asked to help with a valet.

Izumi Moriki, who had been tossed for a long time and lost his temper, stepped forward to remove the deep box, wiped the floating ash on it by the way, and then handed it to the owner behind.

Yu Li thanked him and took it, looked at the LOGO on the box and subconsciously said: "I know this brand, it is a well-known private handmade clothing store in China, it makes shoes, clothing and jewelry! Why is it put in the bottom? Is it ugly, I haven't heard that their family has a private custom made overturned car."

The more she talked, the more curious she became. She reached out and opened the lid of the box, revealing a set of shoes and clothes that had been sealed inside.

A dark red women's suit, matching high-heeled shoes of the same style, and a pair of gold and vermilion crepe earrings that resemble the tail feathers of a phoenix.

A man and a woman staring at the box were all stunned.

Yu Li stared at the clothes in the box and felt that they looked familiar. After thinking for a while, he reached out and picked up the suit in the middle.

Now, the half-hidden golden phoenix embroidery on the front of the jacket was revealed, which happened to be exactly the same as the golden embroidery pattern on the front of a certain blade wearing an internal service uniform.

"Couple outfits!?" The amnesiac owner, who hadn't paid much attention to the sword costumes, was shocked on the spot. He held up the suits and compared them back and forth in front of the attendant, "Did I ever like you this much without amnesia?"

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