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

After finishing a few dishes, Mikazuki Zongjin had already planned to pack up and finish, but suddenly remembered that Keiko Miyamoto put her hand on her belly before going to bed a few days ago, muttering that she hadn't eaten curry for a long time.

Sankai Yuezong glanced at the pile of leftover meat, was silent for a moment, crossed out the option of "curry rice" from his mind, and left "curry beef".

Sanri Yuezong sighed leisurely, rubbed his shoulders, alas, pity my old bones, I can only learn these things like this for the sake of the Lord.

Even though he thought so, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, what's the point of learning housework and cooking if he can gain the love and trust of the god judge?

I looked up at the ticking wall clock, and saw that the hour and minute hands were at 12 at the same time, and a bird flew out of the wall clock, chirping, waving its wings while screaming, as if to fly up.

Mikazuki Zongjin knew that Miyamoto Keiko was coming back, so he started cooking again after a short rest.

Sankai Yuezong cut the beef into beef cubes with a knife, peeled the potatoes and cut them into hob cubes, shredded onions, and cut carrots into cubes for later use.

Then he cleaned the pot, added water enough to submerge the beef cubes, put in cooking wine, ginger slices, scallions, and beef cubes and boiled on high heat to remove the foam, then changed to low heat and boiled until it was seven mature, then took out and set aside.

Taking out the curry from the refrigerator, Mikazuki Zongjin estimated the ratio, left some curry cubes, and returned the rest to the refrigerator, adding a small amount of hot water to dilute the remaining curry cubes for later use.

On the third day, Yue Zongjin started another pot again, turned on the fire, added an appropriate amount of vegetable oil, and when the oil reached [-]% heat, he added shredded shallots and sautéed until fragrant.

Then, he put in the selected curry sauce and coconut milk that can cover the ingredients, boiled on high heat and then changed to low heat to cook, stirring constantly in the middle to avoid sticking to the pan.

Not long after, Sanri Yuezong closed his hands, weighed the curry beef in the pot into a plate, and brought it to the table.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Keiko Miyamoto running in bouncing around.

With a slight smile, Mikazuki Zongjin walked up to Keiko Miyamoto, who was lying on the table and staring at the food with sparkling eyes, reached out and stroked her head, and stopped before her hair exploded, so that she couldn't ask herself why she touched it. Her head, deliberately so that she can not grow taller.

It has to be said that after so many days, Mikazuki Zongjin has been able to skillfully avoid all kinds of questions from Keiko Miyamoto.

Sankai Yuezong reached out to hold her hand, raised his eyebrows at her when she shouted "don't hold dirty hands", and was satisfied to see her shut up obediently.

"Let's go, wash your hands." Sanri Yue Zongjin pulled Miyamoto Huizi to the bathroom, and moved her a stool, ignoring whether she planned to walk on the stool by himself, he directly hugged Miyamoto Huizi and made her stand firm On the stool, turn on the tap, hold her hand and wash her little hands carefully.

Miyamoto Keiko let him grab her hand to wash it blindly, muttering: "I always feel like grandpa is raising a child, and he treats me like a doll."

Sanri Yue Zongjin pretended that he couldn't hear the complaints from Huizi Miyamoto, he lowered his head slightly, looked at the well-behaved Huizi Miyamoto who was completely wrapped in his arms, and thought to himself: The Lord is so young, could he not be a child?

Miyamoto Keiko's petite body was completely hugged by Mikazuki Zongjin, and her soft hair was scattered behind her, sweeping Mikazuki Zongjin's arm, making him feel itchy.With that lovely face and obsidian eyes, one can't help but pity her.

Isn't it just a doll?A doll for me to play with.

Mikazuki Zongjin raised the corners of his mouth, picked up a towel to wipe it clean, then picked up Miyamoto Keiko, and let her sit on his arm. The light-weight Miyamoto Keiko sat on it. Mikazuki Zongjin didn't feel any weight, so he faced He walked back to the restaurant with a smile on his face without changing his expression.

Miyamoto Keiko buried her head in his arms and said, "Grandpa, you are going to spoil me, what will I do if I can't do without you?" Before Mikazuki Zongjin could answer, she suddenly raised her head and shouted, "That's why, old man, you are so scheming! You actually want me to get used to taking care of you, and then I can't live without you."

Sanri Yuezong blinked his eyes, and there was an innocent little look in his eyes.

Keiko Miyamoto covered her face helplessly. She always felt that it was a foul for the old man to make such an expression. He looked innocent like this, but in fact he had a smirk in his heart, um...is my face completely red?

She covered her cheeks, feeling the heat radiating there, it was so foul!

Miyamoto Keiko glared at Mikazuki Zongjin with what she thought was a fierce look, but in Mikazuki Zongjin's eyes, she looked as cute as a child pretending to be angry.

Hmm... I can't help but want to tease the Lord~

Putting Miyamoto Keiko down in a happy mood, Mikazuki Zongjin looked at Miyamoto Keiko eating quickly and gracefully with a sincere smile.

After she gracefully wiped her mouth with a towel, Mikayue Zongjin put down the bowl and chopsticks, and asked softly, "Is it delicious?"

Keiko Miyamoto glanced at him, secretly laughed at his expectant eyes, pretended that he didn't find it delicious at all, and said slowly: "The taste is average..."

Seeing his disappointed expression, he turned his head, "Okay, the taste is okay..." But in my heart I cried excitedly that it was so delicious, I wanted to eat some more, and touched my swollen belly with my hand, but unfortunately... ...can't eat anymore.

Sanri Yue Zongjin also quietly raised the corners of his mouth, smiling contentedly in his heart.

"Master, do you want to take a nap?" Mikazuki Zongjin also quickly finished eating, got up to clean up the dishes, and asked Miyamoto Keiko, who was holding the tall dishes behind her and walking wobbly as if she was about to fall.

"Yes!" Keiko Miyamoto replied loudly, avoiding the ruthless helping hand extended by Mikazuki Zongjin.

Mikazuki Zongjin watched helplessly as Keiko Miyamoto insisted on putting the dishes on the stage by herself, trying to put the dishes on tiptoe reluctantly.

"Okay, let me come, my lord, go to sleep." Mikazuki Zongjin picked up Huizi Miyamoto and was about to go to the second floor.

Miyamoto Keiko struggled and waved her arms, wanting to come down, but Mikazuki Zongjin was unwilling to let her go, so she had no choice but to be carried all the way from the kitchen to the room.

After being put on the bed, Keiko Miyamoto pouted unhappily, "Grandpa sleeps with me!"

"Good~" Sanri Yuezong touched her head, knelt and squatted, helped her take off her shoes, put his hands on her shoulders, and wanted her to lie on the bed.

Miyamoto Keiko could only follow his strength and lay on the pillow, and he covered the quilt carefully.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve, "Grandpa finished his work and wants to come back to sleep with me..."

"Okay." Mikazuki Zongjin nodded, watched Keiko Miyamoto close her eyes obediently, got up, and closed the door carefully, trying not to disturb her by making any noise.

Go downstairs, open the kitchen door, and see the already clean dishes, sighed helplessly, presumably the master used spiritual power... oh, maybe it was demon power, when I took her away, he quickly It was a waste of energy to clean the dishes.

Shaking his head helplessly, recalling Keiko Miyamoto's expectant eyes just now, he paused as he walked towards the living room, turned his feet, and walked to the second floor.

When he opened the door, he saw Keiko Miyamoto's eyes wide open, looking at him happily.

Pressing down on the feeling that he had a pet, Mikazuki Zongjin walked to the bed, sat down, and saw that she gave up a seat for him, and could only take off his shoes under the staring eyes of Keiko Miyamoto, who was looking forward to it. Lie next to her, covered with a quilt.

He reached out and took her into his arms, patted her on the back, "Sleep, sleep, I'm here." He hummed a lullaby softly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep hugging each other.

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