Kunlun Jun's favorite slaughter daily

After a satisfying dinner, everyone slumped on the sofa with their chubby bellies supported.Even Fukuzawa Yukichi, who has always been calm and serious, did not sit so upright, but in a completely relaxed posture. Of course, no matter how relaxed he is, he still has a sitting posture.

Look at the opposite side and compare it to Edogawa Ranbu, it looks like it is going to explode when it is upright, it makes people very worried. .

Dazai and Nakaya occupied the single-seater sofas on both sides of the couch respectively, expressing their determination not to suffer from Lao Tzu.

As a lady, Yosano Akiko is much more reserved. Although the Chinese food is very delicious, she didn’t let herself eat it to the extent of Edogawa’s chaos, so she digested it for a while after the meal, and then she had some stomach to continue tasting. wine.

You know, by virtue of his status as a cadre of the port Mafia, Zhongyuan Zhongye has a whole row of wine cabinets just for all kinds of famous wines whose prices have been skyrocketed, let alone famous wines with older years. Every bottle is precious.

Now celebrating the New Year together, the three members of the Armed Detective Agency are close friends who were invited by Kunlun to celebrate the New Year together. Chuya Nakahara waved his hand and let Akiko Yosano choose the wine he wanted to drink, the quantity is not limited.

For those who love wine like Akiko Yosano, this place is simply heaven!

God knows that when she followed Nakahara Zhongya to the basement, among the rows of wine cabinets, the bottles seemed to be shining with golden light, almost shining into her heart, the shock can be imagined.

After putting all the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, it is considered as the end of the final aftermath work.Kunlun took off his apron, and came to the living room with Atsushi Nakajima, who would clean up with him no matter how much he persuaded him.

"Um..."

The TV is playing the Red and White Song Concert. The duel is now in the second half, and the white team is still leading by visual estimation.

"Sure enough, it's the white group again." Nakajima Atsushi followed Kunlun's line of sight and sighed deeply.

It turned out that when he was in the orphanage, he could only watch the Red and White Song Concert with everyone during the Chinese New Year, which was also the only opportunity for him to watch TV. The rest of the time he only had books to accompany him.So this Japanese version of the Spring Festival Gala has a very high status in his heart.

The "red and white" in the title of the program comes from the concept of red and white confrontation in Japanese kendo, and the red and white song battle of red and white is to divide female and male singers into two groups, red and white, and conduct it in the form of a song confrontation.

Since he can remember, the red and white teams were evenly matched at the beginning, and gradually developed into an almost overwhelming winning streak for the white team.

Hearing Atsushi Nakajima's exclamation, Kunlun shook his head with a smile, "No, I didn't feel sorry for this, but I suddenly remembered something I bought before, if I didn't see the Red and White Song Festival, I still couldn't remember it. "

Dazai Maomao poked his head and asked curiously, "What did you buy?"

He rested his chin in thought, and he hadn't seen any big-ticket deliveries recently.

If it is a small item, Kunlun will not forget it, and will start using it as soon as you get it, and put it in front of you no matter how bad it is.Explain that this is a large item, and the frequency of use is not high. It is the kind that should be put in the warehouse, and it will be taken out when needed, so it will be accidentally forgotten.

Moreover, it is related to the Red and White Song Club...

When Dazai reasoned, Edogawa Ranpo's eyes lit up suddenly, and he wanted to turn over and sit up, but he couldn't do it all at once, his stomach was too in the way, but this didn't affect his excitement.

"The famous detective knows! It's that one, right? Hurry up and take it out!"

He barely squirmed and almost fell off the sofa, "Ugh—!"

"Random steps, be careful!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi supported him steadily with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Looking at Edogawa Ranbo's big and straight belly, Fukuzawa Yukichi sighed helplessly in his heart, this is too outrageous!Because it's the New Year, it's not easy to stop him from eating, as expected, he's still too indulgent, so I'd better remind him a few more words next time.

Nakahara Chuya had a thoughtful expression on his face. He remembered something and got up from the sofa.

"That's it, I'll go get it with you."

Nakajima Atsuka and Yosano Akiko who were left in a daze looked at each other, confused.

"What charades are you playing? Can't you just say something?!" Yosano Akiko dissatisfied, drank the red wine in his hand, and poured another glass.

The bright red wine, like blood, swayed at her slender fingertips, and the mellow wine smell lingered from the mouth of the cup. Take a sip, well, the taste gradually changes amazingly, and the aftertaste is long. It is worthy of being produced by a famous French manor Famous!

Amidst Fukuzawa Yukichi's "Akiko, drink less!", Edogawa Ranpo finally managed to stand up and slowly moved aside.

At the same time, he asked everyone to leave the sofa, and pointed at Atsudo Nakajima, "Aton, right? Put away that stupid expression, come and help move the sofa aside!"

"Ah...oh!" Atsushi Nakajima touched his face subconsciously, did he really show any stupid expression?While doubting life, he still did it honestly.

After all, Mr. Dazai didn't say anything, which means there is no problem in doing so.

And don't look at Mr. Ranpo like this, listen to brother Kunlun, he is a detective who is second in Japan and even in the whole world, no one can count him first, so he is right!

Just after everything was ready, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was wearing orange cat-head slippers, also appeared on the stage, and behind him was a large object that was glowing red——

"Ah! It's a stove table!" Atsushi Nakajima pointed to the low wooden table that was wrapped in quilts on all sides, which was much larger than that used by ordinary families, and even 10 people could fit in it, and said loudly.

Kunlun spread the clean carpet in his arms in the middle of the living room, reached out and touched the child's head, "That's right, it's the stove table! Do you like it?"

"I like it so much!" Atsushi Nakajima said happily, his eyes brightened.

He has only seen the stove table, a must-have artifact for ordinary Japanese families in winter, but has never had the opportunity to experience it.

The orphanage had no conditions before. After all, there are too many children, and there is no way to take care of every child. Although this thing looks inconspicuous, the actual price is not cheap. One or two is okay, and the orphanage will bear it if there are more. I'm sorry, I don't worry about the shortage but the unevenness, so I didn't buy any of them.

And after following Kunlun, because they live in large villas with sufficient heating conditions, there is no need for a stove table at all, so I have no chance to experience it.

I remember two years ago when he watched the male and female protagonists nest together in the stove table to keep warm, he sighed and wanted to experience something. At that time, Brother Kunlun said with a smile that he would experience it this year. Unexpectedly, many things happened after that. Experience The matter of the stove table is also gone.

Taking advantage of Zhongyuan Zhongya's gravitational ability to carefully place the stove table, Dazai immediately jumped to the best position facing the TV, and he burrowed in and lay down comfortably.

"Well……"

Dazai, with only his black head protruding, was spread out into a cat cake on the stove table that was gradually warming up.

"Hey, you damn mackerel, you are the first to enjoy work without you, get out of here!" Nakahara Chuya had just plugged in the stove, and when he saw that Dazai had stolen his house, he suddenly lost his temper one place.

"Slightly, slightly, I won't come out! You better go back and sit on the sofa, little slug, after all, you are so--so small, if you get in carefully, you won't be able to find the exit!" Dazai said while making faces at Zhongya Nakahara , Zhongyuan Zhong was so angry that he almost had a real PK with him, but Kunlun tried his best to stop him, so he didn't really make a move.

Dazai made a cut, patted the empty space beside him with his right hand, and said to Kunlun, "Don't worry about that dark little man, Kunlun come here quickly, it's warm inside now."

Two feet away from Dazai, an Edogawa Ranpo had already slid into it. He let out a hache leisurely, staring at it in a daze, and was about to fall asleep.

Kunlun smiled and said, "Come here."

As he said that, he pushed Nakahara Nakaya to the left hand side of the stove table, and after pushing the person in, he called Fukuzawa Yukichi, Yosano Akiko and Nakajima Atsushi not to be cautious, and chose a place they liked to sit down, and then He brought out the tangerine and barley tea that had been prepared in the kitchen, and then sat down beside Dazai.

Once inside, a warm feeling immediately covers the entire lower body. This kind of warmth is different from heating. It is tightly wrapped by the quilt, full of security warmth, like being hugged in someone's arms, covered gently with warm body temperature .

Kunlun breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down next to Dazai. Their bodies were tightly pressed together, and the warm body temperature was conveyed to each other, which made people nostalgic.

No wonder it is said that the stove table is a black hole, once you enter it, you can't leave it easily.

When Kunlun came back to his senses, everyone had found a seat to sit and lie down, with satisfied expressions on their faces.

Fortunately, the tables I bought are big enough to lie flat on each other without interfering with each other.

"It's so comfortable. It's a pity that Cousin Lan didn't try it at the beginning." Kunlun whispered in Dazai's ear.

"Brother Lantang is so afraid of the cold, why didn't you try the stove?" Dazai recalled the first time he met Lantang, and asked with some doubts, "But when I first went to your house, the room temperature was high enough, indeed. There's no need for a stove table either."

Kunlun recalled what happened in the past, and explained with a chuckle, "Because cousin Lan thinks things like the stove heating table are too unrefined, and using them will damage his image."

That's right, a delicate French boy like Lan Tang would not use such a down-to-earth thing.

"It's really something Big Brother Lantang would do~" Dazai said softly, his voice became softer and softer, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Nakahara also snapped his fingers, and brought over several bottles of red wine placed on the coffee table by gravity, while clinking glasses with Yosano Akiko who was sitting beside him, while having a drink and gossip.He asked some interesting things that happened in Kunlun while he was working, and Akiko Yosano was interested in inquiring about gossip about Hong Kong |

Fortunately, the alcohol content chosen this time is not very high, and Kunlun had the foresight to take the hangover pills from Bai Ze, otherwise, with the tragic drinking capacity of Zhongye in the Central Plains, once he drank two more glasses of wine, it is estimated that tonight There is no peace.

Regarding this point, Hong Kong|Black, who has been interrupted several times by the drunk Zhongyuan Zhongye, has something to say!

Because of this, not toasting the Central Plains cadres has become a Hong Kong|black secret and a well-known secret.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't grab the seat next to elder brother Kunlun, but the child who was easy to satisfy got into the right side of the stove table and sat with Fukuzawa Yukichi, who seemed cold and serious, but was actually very gentle to the juniors.

Those who are still interested in TV content are only these two people left.

At this time, Dazai got up a little bit, glanced at Fukuzawa Yukichi, and smiled mysteriously at Atsushi Nakajima, "Atsushi, there is enough space here, let's turn into a tiger."

"Eh? But..." Nakajima Atsushi was a little ready to move.

Dazai looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi whose pupils shook even though his face remained unchanged, and said softly to Atsushi Nakajima, "Change, change, isn't Atsushi already able to control his abilities at will? , besides, occasionally let the tiger come out to breathe~"

Hearing the persuasion whispered by the devil, Atsushi Nakajima took a careful look at Kunlun and Nakahara Nakaya. Seeing that the two brothers did not respond, he couldn't hold back the desire in his heart, and followed his heart to release his brain tiger.

It’s true that I haven’t fully transformed into a tiger for a long time recently, so once transformed, the brain tiger happily stretched his waist, gave a light hache, and couldn’t resist rubbing the humans around him to show his friendliness .

Fukuzawa Yukichi's whole body was stiff, feeling the fluffy touch on the right hand side, only the infinity of big cats, big cats, big cats, big cats, big cats to... cycle.

Although the face is still serious, there are flowers everywhere in the heart~

Seeing that he wanted to see the picture, Dazai smiled sullenly and lay back, burying his face into Kunlun's neck and snickering. It's really interesting. The expression of the president is an interesting memory that can be recalled for a long time.

Kunlun was so entangled by him that he couldn't move, and at the same time he sighed in his heart, is this the so-called hero's sad cat-mao pass?

But yes, as far as Fukuzawa Yukichi's physique is disgusted by cats, he is a sad cat lover who is not willing to approach even a cat with a small dried fish. Now he meets such a big cat who is not afraid of him and can still paw. Isn't it like entering heaven?

But he himself was the same, he was fascinated by an overly cute slaughtering cat, and he had no position to criticize him.

Ranpo Edogawa, who woke up after a nap, snorted softly while peeling mandarin oranges and watching Fukuzawa Yukichi who was carefully stroking the big cat's fur.He put the peeled orange peel on the table and stuffed the whole mandarin into his mouth in one gulp. The juice from the sliced ​​citrus was overflowing, sweet and thirst-quenching, but the slight sourness neutralized the sweetness The greasy taste, everything is just right.There was already a long line of orange peels like this in front of him.

Just when Edogawa Ranpo was about to eat again, Kunlun took the mandarin from his hand and poured him a cup of barley tea.

"Ranbu, eating too much tangerine will make your stomach sour, drink some tea to help digestion."

Dazai took the tangerine, peeled it three times and took it in, "It's so sweet!" He put the peeled orange into the orange peel line of Edogawa Ranpo, and said with a slightly articulate voice, "You have already It's enough to attract the attention of the president, why not let the president pet the cat with this little time."

Edogawa Ranbu snorted coldly, "You provoked everything, you really have the face to say it!" He took a sip from his teacup, remembering how Fukuzawa Yukichi watched the cats fleeing from him in frustration on weekdays Looking back, he said softly, "Well, that's right."

In this way, the happy time passed quickly, and it was midnight soon.

The hosts on TV took turns saying New Year's greetings, and soon it was time to count down together.

Everyone at the stove table sat up straight and counted down together.

“10、9、8、7、6、5、4、3、2、1——”

"Happy New Year!"

"happy New Year to all!"

"happy New Year!"

Kunlun and Fukuzawa Yukichi took out the red envelopes they had prepared a long time ago and distributed them to everyone one by one. He is in Chinese style, while Fukuzawa Yukichi is in Japanese style.

It is not a formal rule, the red envelope is not big, and everyone is not a child, just to please the good fortune, which means that the new year will be prosperous and everything will go well.

Zhong Yuanzhong also accepted the red envelope from Kunlun, with a delicate expression, "You bastard, I should be the one who gave the red envelope!"

"Who made the little one unprepared~" Dazai made up the knife with a smile.

"Ha!" Nakahara slapped the table, "If I hadn't quarreled with you nasty mackerel, how could I have forgotten to prepare the red envelope!"

"So a slug is a slug," Dazai spread his hands, "that's the only brain capacity."

As he said that, he also made a little gesture with his thumb and index finger.

This time I stabbed a hornet's nest, even Kunlun couldn't stop Nakahara Chuya who didn't want to show mercy anymore, and fortunately Dazai slipped away fast enough, dodging everywhere in the villa, his position was coquettish, and he hasn't been caught violently yet a meal.

Kunlun shook his head, and looked at the trio of Butei who were watching the show, "The guest room has been prepared a long time ago, do you want to rest?"

Yosano Akiko stretched her waist, "Yes, it's time for the lady to take a beauty sleep, why don't you go to the shrine early tomorrow morning?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, pulled Edogawa Ranpo, who was already sleepy, and reluctantly left Nakajima Atsushi's side.

Fortunately, Atsushi Nakajima is no longer in the shape of a cat, otherwise it is up to him whether he is willing to leave.

Kunlun led the three of them to their respective guest rooms one by one. The toiletries and a change of pajamas were already prepared, and they checked in with their bags.

After saying goodnight to the three of them, it was time to catch the two children who were too lively to wash up. Kun Lun rubbed his stiff shoulders and couldn't help laughing, "It's really a colorful day."

A night without dreams.

The next morning.

After waking up the reluctant Edogawa Luanbu, after washing up and having breakfast, everyone packed up and set off to the shrine closest to home.

Every New Year, many Japanese people will wear traditional kimonos to temples or shrines. The bells in the temple halls ring 108 times, which means that everyone has 108 wishes in the new year. Listening to the bells will also purify people’s hearts. soul.

The small shrine near my home does not enshrine any great gods. In Japan, which claims to have 800 million gods, they are only known to local people.Although there are quite a few people who come to make wishes during the Spring Festival every year, they are not as exaggerated as those people from the big shrines.It is most suitable for families who don't like to get too close to outsiders to visit. After all, the purpose is not to pray for God, but to pay attention to a ceremony.In addition, it is not far from home, just walk there, and there is no need to drive.

Breathing the cold morning air, everyone went out wearing kimonos, walking slowly all the way, but there was no urgency to be the first to visit the shrine.

After all, I just want such a sense of ritual. It is better to ask God than to ask yourself. As long as relatives and friends are with you, you can solve any problems side by side.

Dazai is wearing a black kimono with gorgeous Ukiyo-e patterns embroidered on the skirt, waist, and hem. He wears a cape with a black-and-white gradient fur collar. He looks like a handsome young man from ancient times. If it weren't for this person still insisting on wearing his favorite bandage, I'm afraid there won't be a trace of disobedience in his whole body.

Nakahara Chuya is wearing a black and red kimono, the gorgeous dark patterns are looming in the sun, and the golden belt outlines the thin waist, which is very coveted. You also have to wear a choker. Along the way, Ah Wei has died many times.

Atsushi Nakajima is still young. He chose a white kimono with light pink cherry blossoms on top. He has a clean and clear youthful temperament. His white hair is matched with a white kimono. It is clean and not stained with any dust. It makes people love it when they look at it. .

The one on Kunlun's body is different, with a gradual change from light blue to dark blue, and the flapping fire phoenix almost bursts out of his clothes. The blue belt of the same color shows his perfect inverted triangle figure to the fullest, even if there is no trace of it showing on his whole body. The extra skin is both abstinent and deceptive. Wearing it is even more bewitching than not wearing it.

These are carefully prepared by Kunlun. The kimono to be worn on New Year’s Day. At the beginning of the preparation, he imagined the effect of everyone wearing it. The result did not live up to his expectations. The effect is not only eye-catching, but it is firmly locked. All eyes.And the person who wears the kimono is also very satisfied. Even Atsushi Nakajima, who is the most shy, walks in front with his head held high and his chest held high. There is a certain extravagance when walking. The ancients said that people rely on clothes, and sincerity does not deceive me.

Not only that, but the three members of Butei also have their own characteristics, not to mention President Fukuzawa Yukichi who is used to wearing kimonos in Japan, and the somewhat childish Edogawa Ranpo, Yujie temperament and Yosano Akiko, Everyone wears their own unique temperament.

Such a group of people walked together, and fortunately, the group of people who rushed out in the early morning to visit early had already gone up the mountain, otherwise the scene would probably get a little out of control.

After passing the torii in the mountain, and climbing up for half an hour, you will reach the shrine.

Cleaning hands, throwing money, ringing the bell, paying homage, after a set of procedures, and then going to draw a lucky lottery, the people who were scattered just now gathered together again.

"I'm Zhongji, how about you?" Zhongyuan Zhongya spread out the lottery paper in his hand and said, shaking it.

Dazai raised the lottery paper in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Good luck!"

Atsushi Nakajima showed with a smile, "Nakayoshi."

With Yosano Akiko, "Xiaoji, it's not bad."

Edogawa laughed wildly, "The No.1 detective in the world is Daji! The world really loves me the most! President, President, what is yours?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi spread out the signed paper, "Xiaoji."

There was nothing left to say about Kunlun, and everyone's eyes were on him.

Thinking of the sympathetic eyes of the unknown god when he visited just now, Kunlun sighed in his heart, and unfolded the lottery bit by bit.

"Big fierce."

"Eh—why?" Atsushi Nakajima was puzzled. No matter how lucky everyone is, they are always lucky. It stands to reason that the fortunes of relatives and friends are not bad. There is no reason why Kunlun is the one who is the most vicious. Anyway, whatever the case, it is okay... …

"Tsk, this broken shrine is not allowed." Zhongyuan Zhong also stuffed the lottery paper into his pocket casually, and said with a frown.

The scene quieted down for a while.

Kunlun smiled and waved his hands, "What's the matter, everyone? The lottery is just a formality. What happens in a year depends on your own actions. It's just a game. There's no need to be so entangled."

When he said this, everyone also heaved a sigh of relief. In any case, getting a lucky draw in the New Year's lottery made people feel uncomfortable, but since I don't mind it, there is no problem.

Dazai walked over, took the lottery paper out of Kunlun's hand, and stuffed his own Daji into his hand.

Afterwards, he folded the big evil lottery, went under the sacred tree and tied it to a tall branch.

"Okay, my good luck is for you, and the bad luck stays in this shrine!"

"Aji..."

"what happened?"

"……nothing."

While watching this scene, Yosano Akiko rubbed her arms, "Let's go."

Others understood and stayed away from the two dog food distribution mechanisms.

This year, I hope it will be a smooth and good year!

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感谢在2022-02-2823:34:15~2022-03-1316:17:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Nansheng Elegy;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!