The Inauguration of the Inquisitor of the Gods [Comprehensive]

There is still some time before dinner, but Granu is already in a hurry to change clothes and go down.

Staying in bed all day today is going to kill her.

It was rare to see Granu so excited, Yaken didn't stop him, he just closed the book and watched Granu's actions.

He dug out the white turtleneck sweater and black trousers he usually wears, and went to the bathroom to change them at an extremely fast speed.

As soon as they came out, Jinjian and Yaken tidied up the bedding, as well as the sundries scattered on the tatami last night.

This speed made Granu couldn't help but nod in amazement.

"Go down!" Jin Jian jumped twice, ran to the door and opened it.

"Wait." Sasuke stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Jin Jian turned around puzzled, with some doubts in his eyes.

Granu didn't answer him immediately, but ran into the woven bag to look for something.

"The general should buy a wardrobe someday to free up clothes." Yao Yan watched Granu's movements and reminded.

"Well, it's only been two days." Sasuke nodded.

In the end, she dug out two down jackets and handed the white one to Jinjian.

"Go ahead and wear this first, or it won't be good if you catch a cold again."

"Oh, that's great." Imamu looked very happy, and immediately took the down jacket and put it on.

This down jacket is still a bit too long for Jinjian, and it is a bit mopping the floor. There is a lot of growth on the arm, and it looks like a child who is wearing an adult's clothes.

But this didn't hinder Jinjian's excitement at all. He looked left and right in the mirror, and he was not satisfied.

"Yo Xi, let's go on like this." Jin Jian trotted to the door, waving at them.

The long sleeves waved in the air like a white flag.

The corners of Sa Tang's eyes were bent, and she tilted her head to Yao Yan and said proactively, "Let's go."

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The downstairs kitchen is still busy. The aroma of rice is accompanied by white smoke rising from the wooden barrel. The sound of kitchen knives cutting vegetables is the accompaniment, and the sound of miso soup tumbling in the pot is the auxiliary sound.

Qingguang, who is also a food fan, is lazy.

He was sitting in front of the table, propping his chin with one hand, and rolling a bright red tomato on the table with the fingertips of the other hand. His eyes of the same color were not in focus.

"That's not going to work, get up and help," Guangzhong said, turning his head to look at Qingguang, who was obviously in a state of emptiness.

It was only then that Qing Guang came to his senses, his whole body was shocked, and he got up quickly: "Ah, I'm sorry, sorry, I was distracted."

Guangzhong smiled at Qingguang, shook his head slightly, and said, "Are you worried about Aluji?"

There was obvious worry on his face, and his tone was worried: "I don't know if it's better now."

"No problem, Yaoyan has already gone up." Guangzhong reassured.

"Yeah," Qing Guang nodded absent-mindedly.

Seeing Qingguang's appearance, Mitsutada smiled, picked up the small white dish placed on the side, poured some miso soup on it, and handed it to Qingguang: "Scatter, try it."

"Thank you." Qing Guang took the plate with both hands, blew lightly on the plate, and drank it.

"How is it?" Guangzhong asked.

"It's still as delicious as ever." Qing Guang handed the plate back: "Can I have some more?"

"Extremely happy."

I continued to chat for a few more words, and the work still had to go on.

Kiyomitsu took over the work of cutting vegetables, and cut the carrots with water drops on the chopping board into suitable sizes, while Mitsutada was seasoning the miso soup in the pot.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

A knock on the door interrupted their rhythm.

Before anyone could reply, the door was already opened.

"What are you eating today?" Jin Jian's energetic voice sounded in the kitchen.

"Excuse me, do you have any pineapple buns today?" Granose followed closely.

The last one to come in was Yaoyan. He didn't speak, but just closed the door to block the cold wind constantly blowing in from outside the house.

"Aruji?!" Hearing the voice, Qingguang and Guangzhong looked back.

"Good afternoon." Granose greeted them.

"How do you feel? Are you better?" Qing Guang put down the kitchen knife in his hand and asked.

Guangzhong also stopped what he was doing and looked at Granu.

Originally, I wanted to touch my forehead with my hand, but since I was still chopping vegetables just now, I couldn't move, so I could only use my eyes to carefully look at the sugar.

"It's much better, and it hasn't burned yet." Granose smiled and shook his head.

"Great." The two were visibly relieved.

"Really, I was scared by Aruji. We really wouldn't know if Foxinosuke hadn't leaked the truth." Qingguang looked at Granu with a look of disapproval: "The burn is so high."

"Ah, this..." Granu scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Actually, I didn't expect it to be so serious at first."

"Hey——" Qing Guang elongated his tone: "If Alu didn't have a fever to such an extent, wouldn't he plan to tell us?"

"It's not..." In fact, it turned out to be.

The black eyes could not help but move aside for a moment, and then they met Qing Guang's eyes again, and there was a firmness in the pupils.

"Sigh." Seeing Granu's appearance, Qingguang couldn't help sighing, stretched out his hand, and knocked on Granu's head: "Aluji is too out of touch, I'm really worried."

"Sorry." Granose's originally straight back hung down, and his hands were behind his back.

Like a schoolboy who made a mistake.

"Well, it's almost there." Guangzhong held a small piece of carrot and handed it to Granu's mouth.

Granu didn't speak, but raised his head and glanced at Qingguang.

"Let's eat." Qingguang couldn't help but feel a little funny at Granu's actions.

Then Granose opened his mouth to hold the radish in his mouth, and began to chew.

It's crunchy and sweet, but she doesn't like carrots so much.

Before I finished chewing, I felt my cheeks being pinched.

Sugar stopped chewing, and looked up at the attacker's owner.

The girl on the opposite side looked puzzled, and the corners of Qing Guang's mouth rose slightly, but the movements of his hands continued.

The skin in the hands is delicate, perhaps because sugar is dead, the skin is an almost sickly white color, in stark contrast to the bright red nails.

But it is warm and alive.

"How should I put it, has Aluji's skin gotten worse recently?"

"..."

Yes yes yes, your skin is the best.

Granu suppressed the rolling of his eyes, turned his head away from Kiyomitsu's hand, and swallowed the carrot in his mouth.

"Aruji!"

Before Granose could speak, he was interrupted by a male voice.

As soon as the sound ended, the door was opened, and Hasebe appeared in front of her.

"Aruji, how is your body now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Hasebe took Kiyomitsu's original position, bent over Sato, his smoky gray pupils were full of worry.

If it weren't for not conforming to your own rules, you might have gotten started.

"No..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted again.

"It's all because I didn't take good care of Aluji. This kind of mistake can no longer be made up for by seppuku..." Hasebe put his hand on his heart, showing an extremely guilty expression.

Wait, is it so serious that their parent, Tanibe, has master control?

Hasebe's voice of confession to Granu was still in his ear, and Grano turned his head to look at the few people present with a dazed expression on his face.

What is this operation?

Seeing the girl's confused eyes, Guangzhong couldn't help but smile, and silently lip-synced to her.

K?

Guilt?

After checking with Guangzhong again, Granose looked at Hasebe with a look of bewilderment in his eyes, and immediately raised his head to send a signal for help to everyone.

But this time no one came to help her.

Everyone looked away in unison and changed the subject.

"The vegetables haven't been cut yet."

"Miso soup!"

"Is there any juice? My mouth is bitter after drinking the medicine just now."

"You can't drink ice."

Hey, hey, is there anyone who sells teammates like this?

Ignoring Granu's distress signal at all, several people turned their backs on Granu.

Who told her to hide her illness.

As for the comforter, Granose could only watch their backs silently, unable to make a sound or move, and didn't know what to do.

"Aluji." Hasebe's voice paused for a moment, then sounded again.

"Ah?" Before he could react, a hard object was stuffed into his hand.

Looking down, it was a knife.

With her shallow cognition, she can also know that it is Hasebe's body.

Seeing that the sugar was held firmly, Hasebe knelt down and put his head under the back.

"Wait, wait, what do you want me to do?!" Grano's hand holding the knife trembled in fright.

"Hasebe is willing to accept all punishments." Hasebe lowered his head and explained: "As long as the supply of spiritual power is timely, you can still accept future punishments."

Granu almost threw the sword in his hand, the main body was tossed back and forth in both hands, and finally he had to hold it in his arms.

According to Hasebe's character, if she took it away, she might be considered as disdainful to do it.

If she didn't take it away, Hasebe's posture would be too much for her.

This matter will not end without a positive response.

Hasebe, who hadn't felt the movement for a long time, raised his head, looked at Granu who was holding his body, and felt a bit of understanding in his heart, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "That's right, I'm not qualified to let Alu do a little bit of work."

"..." Brother, can we stop talking to ourselves like this? !