The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

It was the first time that Natsume knew that there were such monsters.It looks very weak, but it can do very complicated things; there are no facial features on the face, and the expression pack expresses rich emotions instead; there are all kinds of weird props, and it seems to be happy to do everything...

He couldn't help laughing when he saw the little paper figurine who was so happy to dance while washing the dishes.

"Where did you come from?" Natsume asked, "It's so late, don't you need to go home?"

The little paper man had already cleaned up the kitchen, making sure that everything was as if it hadn't been used. Hearing this, he turned around, jumped off the cooking table lightly, and ran into the scarf.

"Did you come out of the scarf?" Natsume thought of that handsome big brother, did he know that there was such a little monster hidden in his scarf?

The little paper figurine held up a corner of the scarf, and Natsume carefully looked over it. There were faintly embroidered names in gold thread on the silver-gray scarf, two, as if one was the owner and the other was the producer.

【Yiyue】.

【Small sleeves】.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki returned to the courtyard, and first went to Kosode's courtyard.Since Kosode signed the contract with him, he has been responsible for making everyone's clothing, removing the skin and buying clothes. Most of his and Shikigami's clothing accessories are made by Kosode.Wearing the fabric full of friendship, it is cool in summer and warm in winter. The little sleeved hands themselves also like to make clothes for everyone.

The loom is beeping lightly, and there is an enchantment, which will not disturb other shikigami.Tsuchimikado Itsuki gave her the enchantment of Weaving Heart and Weaving Memories, Kosode would entertain some monsters who also love to make clothes, talk about patterns and weaving methods, and the excitement would not dissipate until late, so she usually slept longer Night.

"Xiaoxiu." Tsuchimikado Yiyue called softly at the door, the sound of the loom stopped, and the room was still filled with red light.After getting the permission to enter, Tsuchimikado Itsuki walked in and talked about giving the scarf to a child.

"You woven it for me specially, so I think I should tell you."

Xiaoxiuzhi smiled slightly and said softly: "It's okay, I'm also very happy to help a child."

Although her eyes were closed, she lowered her head, as if she was letting her soft eyes fall on the loom, which was covered with pure white silk threads like clouds.

"Cute kid reminds me of my brother."

She got up and took out another scarf from the cabinet. This one was white, woven with many black and white crane feathers, and one corner was embellished with the pattern of Jinjiangliao, which was absolutely beautiful.

"It was originally planned to be handed over to you, but now it's just a little earlier." Kosode held the scarf in his hand and gave it to Tsuchimikado Itsuki, "I developed some new tricks, and Master Hanandori said that I can open a shop. The most satisfactory trial work."

Tsuchimikado Itsuki took the scarf and smiled.

"My master has to take on the role of a model."

"Yes~"

Tsuchimikado Itsuki went back to the room with the scarf in his arms, and he found that every time something sad happened, there was always a force to pull him out of the negative emotions, such as the child he met tonight, or Kosode’s look I have been preparing a new scarf for a long time.

He was indeed comforted, but... his mind would still drift unconsciously to someone who might never meet again.The silver-blue wings of the mayfly shone slightly on his wrist, and he felt that every moment of meeting with Nuliang carp companions revealed a sense of evanescence like a mayfly.

Maybe he will open his eyes in the next second, and find that he just had a dream like a mirror image.

Koyuki dyed the courtyard silvery white, Tsuchimikado Itsuki stopped slightly in front of her room.The former Fengshen was dressed in moonlight and sat on the porch by the door, with a pot of wine warming in a small stove next to him, and he had been waiting here for an unknown amount of time.Hearing the sound of his approaching footsteps, Yimulian turned his head, his left eye not covered by his long hair was gentle and serene.

"Onmyoji." Yimulian said softly, "Miss Ajiu sent some new wine, would you like to taste it with me?"

Regarding Dad's depression period, Yard Shikigami had already voted, and finally asked Yimulian to take on the important task according to the number of votes.

In fact, Yimulian doesn't know how to comfort others. The most common work he does is to accompany and protect.The other shikigami said that this is fine for him, but he still tried hard to think of various ways to comfort the Onmyoji, the first thing is... a hug, right?

Tsuchimikado Itsuki was suddenly hugged, the crane feather scarf hanging down her side, Fengshen's embrace was clean and warm.

"We are still here, Onmyoji, and will always be here."

Tsuchimikado Itsuki didn't force himself to keep smiling this time, he took a deep breath, and silently buried his face in Yimulian's arms.

"So there's something I can't do..."

"There are things God can't do."

"What will God do if it is something that cannot be done but must be done?"

"...will work harder."

At the corner, I don't know who stepped on whose foot, or who squeezed whom.Tsuchimikado Yiyue heard Jinyu Ji's soft complaints, the fox's air-conditioning in pain, and the sound of the fawn's front hooves gently touching the floor... He lifted up from Yimulian's arms. He turned his face and found that Fengshen was smiling at him.

"Everyone is worried about you."

Finally, the precarious balance at the corner collapsed completely, and the demon fox fell on his face. He wanted to save himself quickly, but whoever flapped his wings made him miss his last chance and was crushed at the bottom.The other shikigami fell on him with a clatter, and finally the fawn stepped on his tail in panic. At that moment, the demon fox seemed to see the end of its life.

This world...Xiaosheng go ahead and get over it!

Tsuchimikado Itsuki laughed out loud, the shikigami who appeared here were all young and noisy.The big monsters are relatively stable, and they should talk to him alone tomorrow.

The big tengu hides nervously behind the corner, next to a string of "steady" SSR monsters.

Leave the embarrassment to the monsters of SR and R!Their adult form of SSR is compelling!

Datengu was heaving a sigh of relief, when suddenly, the Bianhua next to him disappeared without a trace, Yu Yanjin was led by a fox to run faster, Yuzao Shi Shi ran into the next room and closed the door, Huang opened the illusion Just stuffed myself in.

Dog: ? ? ?

Soon, he knew why these guys ran away.Ootengu stood stiffly with his wings, and in front of him was Fuyaohu who came to take a glance at Tsuchimikado Itsuki who was behind the corner.

Boss: ...

dog:  …

The steady big monster image is gone!

The big tengu was so angry that he laughed back, since he was exposed, no one can run away!No one wants to keep their image!Gouzi then pointed to the ground, and there were some flower petals and rice ears scattered on the ground, which is the iron evidence!

"Itsuki! I report all SSRs!"

The Bianhua, who was observing secretly, had a bad way, and some of the petals on the ground belonged to her!This face must be lost!

Can the old lady lose face by herself?cannot!

Bianhua also stood up with a smile, and became a glorious whistleblower.

"Onmyoji, I will report."

So Tsuchimikado Itsuki was melancholy for a while tonight, and then was overwhelmed by the SSRs who bullied and reported each other.In the end, none of them really ran away, and all the SSRs got a share!

Boss: Tired, can I still be depressed?

The conclusion is no!

A few days later, the video of Huaniaojuan's Yunsu master became popular again!The weather is cold, so the host in the video also changed into heavy winter clothes, and the folding fan was replaced with a pattern of crane and plum blossoms, and a pure white crane feather scarf looked long and soft.The small new green logo hangs down, reflecting each other with the white snow in the yard, full of fairy spirit.

It has been snowing for the past few days, and the young shikigami are making snowmen and rolling snowballs in the courtyard.The red bean rice cake soup is boiling hot on the small stove in the corridor, and you can come in and drink a bowl when you are cold.

"The warm pool and Qingyuan have been tidied up. It is suitable to soak in the hot springs in winter. I will live there in half a month, and come back in the spring." The owner leisurely played with the folding fan, and put down a white Go chess in the other hand, and the flowers and birds played with him on the other side. game.She was wearing a diamond flower white bird scarf that looked like it was made by a designer. Against the background of the snow, she was as beautiful as a flower with icy muscles and bones.

What a fast-falling life this is!The audience in front of the screen burst into tears.

[The introduction said that the scarf was woven by the young lady in the courtyard with the help of it. It is purely handmade, and the price of a scarf is about one room. 】

[How come there are so many ingenious and beautiful ladies around the master, woo woo woo...]

[I blow the crane scarf! 】

[Only my focus is on the hot spring?Live in Spa Court!The whole family lives in Spa Courtyard! 】

[Wait for the warm pool Qingyuan...not the one in the suburbs...]

【That explosive one...】

The bullet screen floating around paused for a few seconds, and then the volcano erupted!

[Suck the master!Suck, suck, suck! 】

Nuanchi Qingyuan has always had a great reputation, but it is actually divided into two courtyards.The water quality on the mountainside is better, and the environment is elegant. Of course, Tsuchimikado Itsuki keeps it for his own use and entertains friends occasionally.The hot spring manor near the foot of the mountain was developed by him for commercial use, and the income is very good. It has become a frequent gathering place for celebrities, and ordinary income families can't even afford it.

Natsume had also heard about the name of this hot spring manor at school, and his classmates were discussing this week's popular friend account video.

"A whole manor..."

"It would be great if I could go sometime. I heard that many celebrities are going."

"I really envy the owner of Hanamaki Online..."

Listening to their voices, Natsume didn't think that dreamy manor had anything to do with him, but the family who adopted him now wanted to go to Nuanchi Qingyuan as a year-end reward, but he was not included.

Natsume can understand it very well. After all, that place is very expensive. The couple in the foster family and their younger sister have worked hard to save for a year before they can grit their teeth and play.

The little paper man hid in his desk, as if sensing his depression, gently shook his hand.

Natsume suddenly remembered the matter of sending the child back. He found that the little paper figurine was very attached to the scarf, so it must have recognized the big brother, and he might have hidden it in the scarf and brought it back by mistake.The elder brother had given him an address, and he wanted to try to send the little paper doll back.

It is a good thing to have a home to return to.

After school, there are always many activities at my sister's school at the end of the year, and tonight he is alone again.Natsume got on the tram and went to the outskirts of the city. The light outside gradually dimmed. The little paper man sneaked out a head to observe the outside. After finding the direction of the tram, he looked up at him for a second.

"I'll take you home." Natsume said softly.

Little paper man: ...

It's unbelievable that I was laid off!I am ashamed of my trust in Onmyoji!The new owner is so disgusted that he wants to send the subordinate back, woo woo woo!

The world of the little paper figurine collapsed, and a crying emoticon appeared on the face without facial features.

awful!Worst sweeper of the year!

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Little paper man: A tragic word.