[Comprehensive] The cat demon judge of grandpa's house

***KUMAMOTO***

morning

The thin clouds in the sky are erratic, and a ray of sunlight shines into the room through the clouds.

Those blue eyes were misty, with the dazedness of just waking up, he turned his head and glanced at the doll-like girl lying beside him, stretched out his hand and gently broke her hand holding his arm, and put it in the quilt.

Quietly getting off the bed, Sanri Yue Zongjin stretched his waist, bent slightly, stretched out his hands to pinch the edge of the quilt, covered her with the quilt, and rolled up his sleeves. He looked at her sleeping face and couldn't help chuckling. His fingers slid across her cheeks gently, without waking her who was sleeping soundly, feeling the tender, soft touch.

Like it, like it very much, like it very much.

I like this kind of life, I like this kind of Lord God Judge, although this kind of time will not be long, but I like it very much, I like the life of being the lord's close servant, if... if possible, I want to always, always be the lord valet.

These fanciful thoughts flashed through his mind, Sanriyue Zongjin withdrew his hand, tidied up his clothes, left the room quickly, and closed the door gently, making sure not to wake her up.

It was still dark in the corridor, he raised his hand and turned on the light, the faint blue light was spitting out blue flames, the footsteps gradually drifted away in the corridor until they could no longer be heard.

The door of the room was opened a crack, and a pair of black eyes with blue eyes appeared in the crack of the door. Hearing laughter came from the room, the door was closed again, and the lights in the corridor were quietly turned off, returning to peace again.

Sanri Yuezong walked to the kitchen, took out the eggs he had prepared yesterday, took out the spatula, and took a deep breath.

He looked carefully at the eggs on the table, picked out three of them, cracked the eggs, poured out the yolk and white inside, added water, beat evenly, and whipped a few times with an egg beater.

Seeing the egg liquid in this bowl froth, Mikazuki Zongjin raised the corner of his mouth, reached for the strainer on the side, and used the strainer to filter out the froth on the surface and divided them into the other two bowls.

The master is very picky, if the custard is not delicate enough, she will not eat it.

Therefore, in order for the master to eat breakfast obediently, Sanri Yuezong studied it for a long time, and even searched online, only then did he know that it was necessary to remove the foam to make the custard more delicate.

Sanriyue Zongjin found the rice cooker from the cabinet. Although it is not intended to make rice, the rice cooker is still very useful. Just add a steamer to the rice cooker and put the bowl in it, and then you can click the button to make custard.

As if something was missing, Sanri Yuezong blinked his eyes. He tilted his head and thought for a while, thinking that the egg custard might be a bit monotonous. He found that there were some steamed but uneaten shrimp left, so he took out the fresh-keeping box from the refrigerator , opened the lid of the box, he measured the shrimps and poured them into a plate.

The shells of the head and tail of the shrimp were kept, and the rest was peeled off and sprinkled with a little salt. He looked at it, reached out and clicked the button on the rice cooker. Although there was no button for steaming egg custard, he could still cook the egg custard successfully by clicking on the cooking rice.

During the short waiting time, Sanri Yuezong took out his mobile phone, checked the late-night records in the chat software, and greeted everyone in it who cared about the Lord's life every day.

*Serving the Lord every day: Good morning, another beautiful day.

*It’s super fun to make trouble: Oh, Mr. Sanriyue got up so early again, what are you going to do for the Lord today?

*Serving the Lord every day: today I am making prawn custard.

*Cooking is a joyful thing: Mr. Sanriyue should pay attention to the taste of the custard, so that the master will like it.

*Serving the Lord every day: OK, I remember.

Sanriyue Zongjin estimated the time, opened the lid of the rice cooker, glanced at the custard inside, felt that the custard was about to solidify, and quickly put the shrimp in.

Just wait for the cooking button on it to automatically jump out, and the custard is ready.

Sanriyue Zongjin was not idle during the custard making process. While hanging up the earphones to listen to their chatting, he picked up the vacuum cleaner and cleaned the living room and kitchen.

The living room and kitchen are far away from the bedroom on the second floor. Even if using a vacuum cleaner makes a loud noise, Tsukimi Mikami doesn't have to worry about it disturbing Keiko Miyamoto's sleep.

Noticing that the button on the rice cooker turned from red to green, Mikazuki Zongjin knew that the custard was ready.

Bending down to turn off the vacuum cleaner that was still running, he walked quickly to the kitchen, opened the lid of the rice cooker, and carefully took out the custard.

Steam rose from the custard and evaporated, reflecting his heat.

Estimating that it was almost time, Sanri Yue Zongjin tidied up the dining table, put the dishes and chopsticks away neatly, and then walked slowly to the second floor.

The faint blue flame ignited again, illuminating the dark corridor, and with the pace of Sanri Yuezong's walking, the fireworks also swayed, spitting out tongues of flame.

When he came to the door, he was about to reach out to open the door painted with wooden paint, but he paused his hand and turned his head quickly, but he couldn't see anything.

Still like this, what is the chill that you feel when you come to wake up the Lord every day?Is there something staring here?The Lord told me not to care, but... this makes me have to care.

Could it be that some guy is guarding the Lord again?

Sanri Yuezong was thinking wildly in his mind, and pressed the door handle without stopping.

Gently pushing the door and entering, after only a few steps, Mikazuki Zongjin stopped, bent down and picked up the long hair on the red vintage carpet, the black hair color named its owner—Miyamoto Keiko .

Rubbing his chin with some doubts, Sanri Yuezong recalled carefully, and made sure that he had cleaned this place before going to bed yesterday. Normally, there shouldn't be any hair falling here.

Could it be blown off the pillow by the wind?

Sanri Yuezong didn't think much about it, he casually threw his hair into the trash can, and then he turned and walked towards the bed.

Sitting lightly on the edge of the bed, Mikazuki Zongjin stretched out his hand to shake Miyamoto Keiko's body to wake her up, but saw her pink lips twitching in sleep. I wonder if she dreamed of something delicious. Provoked such a pleasant arc.

Seeing Miyamoto Keiko found herself, she was still holding in her arms the bear doll that was stuffed into her arms when Yue Zongjin got up on the third day just now, she rubbed it and buried her head.

From Mikazuki Zong's close angle, she could see her nose moving, as if she was smelling something, she suddenly let go, and pushed hard, the bear doll fell to the ground miserably, making a little sound.

"Master, wake up."

After admiring Miyamoto Keiko's sleeping face, Mikazuki Mune pushed Miyamoto Keiko's shoulder.

Miyamoto Keiko let out a "uh..." and opened her eyes bewilderedly, then turned around and took a look, ah, it's a piece of blue...blue...blue old grandpa!

Waking up in an instant, she rubbed herself on the bed, and came to Mikazuki Zongjin's side. She stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Sankaizuezong's waist, "Grandpa~" she called coquettishly.

"Well, my lord, I'm getting up." Mikazuki Zongjin nodded in response, put his hands on both sides of Miyamoto Keiko's body, moved closer to the middle, picked her up, and hugged her onto his lap.

Keiko Miyamoto sat obediently on Mikazuki Zongjin's lap, leaned back, leaned against his flat but somewhat hard chest, and yawned a few times.

Mikazuki Zongjin bent down and picked up the leather shoes by the bed, put them on for Miyamoto Keiko, then picked up the gothic skirt, put it into the arms of Lord God Judge, carried her into the bathroom, waited for her to wash her face and brush her teeth, Finally left her in the bathroom to change.

Mikazuki Zongjin stood outside the door, slowly closed the bathroom door, and waited for Miyamoto Keiko to change clothes. After all, it was not good to be wearing my long shirt and skirt.

Sanri Yuezong didn't feel that he was too fond of the God-inspector at all, and even had a tendency to open his mouth for food and stretch out his hands for clothes.

After tidying up the quilt carefully, he took the hand of Keiko Miyamoto who had already changed her clothes, and walked to the restaurant.