The Inauguration of the Inquisitor of the Gods [Comprehensive]

"Well, it's okay, I can fall asleep, but I always have some weird dreams, and I dare not sleep after I wake up from the fright." Finding a suitable stone, he paused and kicked it Open the stone.

"Has it gotten any better recently?"

"I've improved a lot. If I'm tired, I won't have the energy to dream."

"So it's because you're too tired that you're improving?"

"It's a little bit related, as long as you keep yourself busy, maybe it's just because you're too idle that you think too much."

"In the end, as long as you are idle, will you still become insomnia?" Yaoken's voice was low and hoarse.

The atmosphere is inevitably a little heavy.

"I'm not sure, but Yaoyan, don't let me keep approving documents because of this, I'll cry for you." Granu raised his voice and made a crying expression.

But Yaoyan didn't laugh, and still stared at her.

Insomnia can be big or small, short-term is okay, if it is long-term and frequent insomnia will lead to both physical and psychological disorders.

But according to the tone of that ghost lamp lord, it seems that it has been a few years.

"How long has the general been insomnia?" The lavender eyes stared at her seriously, trying to find the answer.

Granose looked at him for a while, and finally sighed.

"I don't remember it anymore. It seems that after death, I will have strange nightmares, but I don't have any memory. It's still quite distressing."

"Can't find it?"

Granu shook his head: "I can't find it at all. Please, Mr. Ghost Lantern, there are many people. It seems that there are no clues. The only memory seems to be those scenes in the dream."

If it weren't for those nightmares, maybe according to her personality, she wouldn't care about the things in her life at all.

But now the nightmare refused to let her go at all, it hid in the corner during the day, until it quietly emerged again in the dead of night.

Unable to move, watching everything happen again and again, watching his own death.

After recovering from his own thoughts, he raised his eyes and found that Yao Yan was still looking at him, smiled wryly, and said:

"Well, I always feel that my subconscious mind has been telling me not to forget, so I can't forget it at all."

"It's a very important thing."

"I don't know, but if I don't remember it, it seems like I won't let me go. It's really annoying but helpless."

Yaoken remained silent, her lavender pupils were still staring at Granu.

A very familiar face, the same voice.

But then he felt that the general in front of him was very strange.

There is no smiling face in the past, and there is no such vitality.

Not a child with a sad face because he hates a certain vegetable, nor is it a general who stands in front of them in danger.

But extraordinarily true.

"Can you tell me in detail?" At some point, his hand has turned into a fist: "It's very distressing to be close every morning."

"Hey, that's too much, isn't the essence of sleep just to stay in bed?" Granose fought for the right to sleep in late.

"It's not common to stay in bed until the afternoon."

"Hmph." Granu turned his head and looked to one side.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard her own voice: "Well, let's talk about the details when the director of pharmaceutical research is in charge next time. It's quite late today, but keep it secret."

Yaken nodded, and finally laughed.

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But the next day, Granu still didn't have to stay in bed, and she got up when the sun was shining.

Rubbing her hands, she took a breather and changed her clothes and took care of her personal hygiene. She walked downstairs.

Probably because most of Touken drank alcohol last night, Honmaru was much quieter than usual.

The cold air with humidity, the sound of the cool wind blowing through the trees, and the chirping of birds.

Granu walked slowly on the corridor, covered her mouth with her hands and yawned, and set off towards the kitchen.

She is in charge of today's food.

Well, although it's not tasty, at least it's edible.

If you use a short knife to cook, there is always a sense of child abuse.

After estimating the number of people, Sato rolled up his sleeves and started cooking.

After washing the rice, pour out the rice washing water, study the ratio, connect the water, and put it in the rice cooker.

Take out a clean bowl and wash it, break the eggs into it, use chopsticks to make a small swirl, and mix well.

Take the shallots out of the basket, wash them, chop them finely, put them in a bowl, and start stirring again.

Wash the pan, dry it with a clean cloth, pick up the oil pot and put some oil in the pan, and hold the pan handle to distribute the oil evenly.

After a few seconds, Granose stretched out his hand to rest on it, feeling the heat.

Calculating that the temperature seems to be about the same, Granose picked up the bowl with egg liquid on the side, kept stirring with the hand holding the chopsticks, and poured it clockwise into the pot.

There were some slight noises in the pot.

The mixed aroma of eggs and green onions wafts quietly in this space.

Granu yawned, wiped away the tears secreted from the corners of his eyes due to sleepiness, and continued to turn the pot with the handle, so that the egg liquid on it could be cooked.

After adding salt and monosodium glutamate, I picked up the spatula and scraped the edge, planning to turn it over.

The egg liquid is solidified, the edges are slightly burnt, and the performance is fairly stable.

Next is the time when you are most afraid of sugar.

Picking up the egg on one side, it turned half a circle dangerously.

"Clap."

As soon as you use your hands hard, the egg will be split into two.

"..."

After a pause, Granose turned the egg over on the spatula and placed it in its original position.

With the spatula down, divide the other half of the eggs into thirds, turn them over one by one, and then take them out of the pan.

Forget it, as long as it can be eaten, what aesthetics do you want?

Take out the ham again, put it in the pan and fry it well.

The aroma caused by vegetable oil and starch is very pleasant.

Arrange the ham and put it on the table.

Looking at the ham and eggs, Granose didn't plan to do anything anymore.

She really didn't know what to do, these two bowls could be regarded as her last femininity.

Fortunately, she cooks a lot, so she can eat it.

The rice is also cooked. Seeing the quantity, Sugar is a little relieved.

It just so happened that the door was also opened at this time.

Granose turned around to look, and met Yaoken's eyes.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

"As for the other short knives, you can eat them."

"I went to see other swords, so I have to wait a bit."

Thinking of the swords and swords last night, Granu rolled his eyes: "Maybe he hasn't woken up yet."

Recalling the strange sleeping position that he saw just now, Yao Yan put on a smile on his face and nodded.

"I slept soundly."

"But when you wake up, your head will hurt again." After studying under Bai Ze for so long, Granu naturally understands the hangover after drinking.

Although his body was hollowed out by alcohol and beauty, he still dragged his emaciated body to Huajie.

As long as you have money, rain or shine.

Granose admired this very much.

During the conversation, Tui and Baoding also came to the kitchen.

"Good morning."

After saying hello, Granose called a few people over for dinner.

Tui and Baoding are also very face-saving, sitting on the chair, eating deliciously with their hands in their arms.

Other short knives came one after another, and the originally quiet kitchen became lively.

"The master is a man, a wife!"

Bao Ding still had a mouthful of rice in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth were still stuck to the grains of rice, so his speech was a bit slurred.

"Swallow the food and talk." Yaofang stopped Baoding's behavior.

Granu's mouth, which was originally opened, was also closed, silently swallowing the rice in his mouth.

Granu felt very guilty about the titles "man" and "wife", picked up a tissue to wipe off the rice sticking to Baoding's cheek, then waved his hand and said in denial.

"If I were a man and a wife, this family would be ruined."

People and wives are not just other people's wives in Sha Tang's heart.

First of all, he is very good at cooking, a leader in housework, and very gentle.

If she married someone in the future, she might have to live a life of chewing mustard mustard and eating instant noodles every day.

Alas, if only Guangzhong could be brought over to cook.

Wait, why did she think of getting married.

Putting aside this thought, Granu ate the last bite of rice in the bowl, packed it up and put it in the sink.

"I'll go and see everyone, just put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink."

"Ok."

Hearing everyone's response, Granose nodded and walked out.

Then Granose laughed like crazy.

How do you do these strange sleeping positions?

Why can't I wake up from my dream even though I can't breathe under the pressure of a leg on my chest?

And that one over there, half of his body fell down, why is he still sleeping so soundly.

The same is true for the one hiding under the bed, obviously too cold to wake up.

Granu opened his mouth, pressed his hands on his stomach, his shoulders shook, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Even my stomach hurts from laughing, and the hand holding the phone couldn't stop shaking.

No, even high-blurring images must be saved.

For some reason, the scene in the morning is closer to her than her usual neatly dressed appearance.

Hmph, you usually say that I'm lying in bed, but it's not half a catty.

Pulled off the quilt and covered the two people behind. As for the one who was pressed down, it was not her responsibility.

Today is a day off for everyone in Honmaru, and they have nothing to do, so Sato decided to cook them a hangover soup early.

After all, she was the one who suggested playing the king game yesterday.

She was also the one who planned to drink them down.

It's just that I didn't expect that it was Lord Ghost Lantern who finally amplified his move.

Back in the kitchen again, there was no one there.

It's just that there are no bowls and chopsticks in the sink, and the tabletop and countertop have been wiped down.

There is also a pile of candies and a note in the center of the table.

【Thank you for your hard work, the breakfast is really delicious O(≧▽≦)O】