Clothes and brocade night travel [comprehensive]

The cherry blossoms are at their best at this time. There is a cherry blossom trail between the two teaching buildings.

Cherry trees have spirits, ordinary people may not be able to see them, but Kyogokuhiko can see the little flower spirits hiding in the gaps between the cherry trees, one by one communicates with the unique language of the spirits through the cover of flowers, and twittering does not make people It feels noisy, just like the branches and leaves blown by the wind, swaying and fragrant.

Kyogokuhiko suddenly raised his hand to catch a cherry blossom that fell from the tree. The tender pink petals overlapped, and the whole small flower was very beautiful.

Seeing him walking, Feng Jingye suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Kyogokuhiko smiled, and put the cherry blossom in his breast pocket with great care.

The flower spirit who dropped the cherry blossoms on the tree shyly hid in the shade of the tree, and dropped countless cherry blossoms for him.

As a result, the laughter of flower spirits resounded among the trees, echoing one after another, and a rain of cherry blossoms fell.

Natsume looked up in a daze, and suddenly felt that being able to see such a scenery, his ability is not all bad.

The cherry blossom dropped by the flower spirit was put into the teacup by Kyogokuhiko after returning home, and he asked Dilumu to change the water every day. The verdant teacup reflected the tender pink cherry blossoms, and they bloomed until the beginning of summer. With the first gust of summer heat, the Reiko in the air dissipated in front of Kyogokuhiko, but since then, the whole room has been filled with the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms.

The little love that belongs to the flower spirit is destined to have no end, so at least please let the breath of cherry blossoms stay.

Before handing over the latest serialization to the editor, Kyogokuhiko gave him a newly written short story about the unresolved love between flower spirits and humans, which made readers cry.

Of course, this is all for later. The most important thing right now is that after returning from Yinglan, Natsume suddenly said coyly that he wanted to go to Mihua Elementary School with Kojima Motota and the others. An ordinary public primary school in the category.

Kyogokuhiko twitched his eyebrows and said, "Have you thought it through?"

Natsume nodded vigorously: "I want to study with Genta and the others!"

"But you are in the second grade and they are only in the first grade, so they still can't be together." Jing Jiyan said.

"It's okay." Natsume said, "We can play together."

"It will be very hard." Kyogokuhiko said in a persuasive manner, "I don't have any friends to take care of you over there. If you are bullied, you can only figure out your own way. If your abilities are accidentally known by your friends, they may also hate you. You, is this okay too?" Natsume's ability made him easy to be bullied in ordinary schools before he learned how to distinguish and subdue monsters, so Kyogokuhiko will choose for him relatively someone who can help take care of him, and the environment is better. An open school tries to quietly transform Natsume's ability into a kind of maverick that children will worship.

"No...no problem!" Natsume said, "I want to try my best! And...and Genta is different from other children!"

The little boy tried his best to maintain his friend and friendship in front of Kyogokuhiko, his tea-golden eyes widened, full of requests.

"Let him try it." Diarmuid said at the right time, holding Natsume in his arms with an expression similar to his, looking at Kyogokuhiko with one big and one small eyes, blinking him I had no choice but to sigh.

"Okay, let me listen to you once." He glanced at Natsume who was happily high-fiving Diarmuid, and continued, "Then you will learn from me how to control your own power tomorrow, understand?"

Natsume nodded, jumped off the sofa to call Genta and the others to inform them of the good news.

Kyogoku raised his eyebrows, took out his mobile phone and started looking for someone to contact the person in charge of Mihua Elementary School about Natsume's admission. His subordinates were guarding near Mihua Primary School. By the way, when visiting the campus, they cast a few spells to purify the filth and little monsters accumulated in the school, and sent the wandering spirits wandering here to the reincarnation of the reincarnation, ensuring that the school will be reincarnated within a short period of time. It's so clean that there isn't even a speck of dirt.

After his spell loses its effectiveness, Natsume should have learned how to use the huge spiritual power in his body, and there is no need to worry about safety while carrying Kyogokuhiko's self-defense spell.

The rest is the account of friends.

In the dark room, the silver thread overflows from the fingertips, and travels around following the movement of the fingers. Kyogokuhiko’s hand is holding Natsume’s hand. In the closed wooden box in front of Natsume is the book from Natsume Reiko. In the book of friends, the shining silver exists in the air without any attachments. Under the guidance of Kyogokuhiko, his fingertips outline an unbelievably complicated pattern, forming the seal pattern from Kotengahara, the Kingdom of God. The gorgeous pattern is reflected in Natsume In his eyes, the mystery was so mysterious that he longed for it.

However, such a curse pattern is too demanding for Natsume. After a few strokes, he began to feel powerless, as if he was using a few drops of water to fill the ocean, and he failed without any suspense.

"Concentrate." Kyogokuhiko reminded him lightly, the pure power was passed from the overlapping hands, and slowly replenished into Natsume's body, supporting him majesticly and powerfully to continue to complete this curse pattern.

For Natsume, the demand for spell patterns is like the sea, but for Kyogokuhiko, it is just the amount of a glass of water. The only thing he has to pay attention to is not to input too much spiritual power at once, and Natsume's fragile body Give it a blast.

There is no break in the composition of a single stroke, and the complicated patterns are connected end to end. The moment the fingertips leave, they flash a dazzling light, and tightly fit the opening of the wooden box, turning into a natural and exquisite carving.

This is "lock".

A "lock" without a key, only when Natsume can unlock the lock by himself, when can he get back the friend's account. Before that, the friend's account will be kept by Kyogokuhiko to ensure its safety.

And when Natsume was able to open the curse pattern from the Kingdom of God by himself, he had grown to the point where Kyogokuhiko thought he was able to independently guard the account of friends among all forces and command the monsters left by Natsume Reiko.

Although from the current point of view, he has just taken a small step, Kyogokuhiko stroked his hair and praised: "Good job."

Natsume hugged Kyogokuhiko shyly, rubbing against the boy's waist.

Although he looked like a teenage boy and looked very weak, when the spiritual power was transmitted through the skin into his limbs and bones, he felt the vast strength and stability, dispelling all anxiety and fear , like a lighthouse in the dark, with an endless sense of peace of mind.

Just like dad.Natsume's young boy made the most appropriate summary within his ability with his own lack of words, turned around and ran out to "mother" for a drink with a blushing face.

Then go to bed obediently to restore your exhausted physical strength.

The afternoon sun was just right, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the light-transmitting living room shone warmly, illuminating every corner of the open kitchen.The good weather in spring always makes people feel happy. Kyogokuhiko is sitting on the bar connected to the kitchen with a cup of hot milk, watching Diarmuid busily cutting fruit according to the recipe. Not so flexible, can only slowly cut out the beautiful look shown in the picture bit by bit.

"Will it be delicious?" Kyogokuhiko asked.

"It's not finished yet." Dilumdu smiled, and handed him a sliced ​​apple. The apple was cut into the shape of a bunny and poked out the eyes with a toothpick. Jing Jiyan leaned over With one bite, the tip of his tongue licked Diarmuid's fingertips.

The crunchy sweetness of the apple was mixed with a bit of honey. Kyogokuhiko said with a smile, "very sweet", and signed his name on the document at hand.

Things like company documents are always piled up like a mountain after a day or two of laziness, and they have to be patient and find a better time to clean up all of them, so as not to be in the company. The few of them couldn't think about hanging themselves at the door of his house with a rope.

"Master, can you please stop sneaking in the middle of the meeting?" On the open computer next to the pile of documents, a man wearing glasses was trying to restrain his urge to roll his eyes.

The few of them were exhausted in the company and even risked being brutally dumped by their unbearable girlfriends. The boss behind the scenes was fine, and he completely let himself go at home on vacation, approved all the documents they sent over during the meeting, and told them that at night It's okay, don't disturb his after-dinner sideshow.

If it weren't for the generous annual salary and bonuses offered every year, as well as the full trust Kyogokuhiko gave them, they would have resigned and quit long ago.

Kyogokuhiko took a sip of milk and said noncommittally: "Okay, go on, what did you just say?"

"I said that Uesugi Pharmaceutical suddenly wanted to carry out a financing cooperation project with us. We had no contact before, and..." One pharmaceutical and one culture, the distance between the two companies must be too far.

"It doesn't matter, just do it." Kyogokuhiko said, "Mr. Uesugi has been shrewd for decades so he wouldn't use such low-level methods to trick me." He has also heard about this financing. The background can be said to be a good business with huge profits. If it weren't for the lack of friendship between the two families, he would have wanted to get involved.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." The man spread his hands, although he still looked very curious and didn't ask any more questions, he lowered his head and wrote two strokes in his notes to start the next topic.

Kyogokuhiko took advantage of his writing time to get up and stole a piece of peach from Diarmuid's hand to eat, but he didn't have the desire to satisfy his subordinates' curiosity.

Some things are enough to be known to each other. He unintentionally sold a favor, and Mr. Uesugi returned him a favor. The two don’t owe each other and also make a relationship by the way. I don’t know when it will be used in the future. .

Who would have thought that the youngest daughter of the Uesugi family who eloped with others more than 20 years ago has actually lived in Tokyo and has given birth to several children. I don't have the money to give up going to college.

Kyogokuhiko inadvertently offered Yamada Taro a job with a good salary, and the old man reciprocated the favor. The Mimura family should be similar, but because Mimura Takuya has not been able to enter the company yet, I don't know.

Thinking about the fact that the generation of the Uesugi family is sparsely populated and most of them are full of wine bags and rice bags, there is still a lot to be done whether the old daughter of Uesugi Ayako recognizes it or not. Don't you see that the position of the heir to the Uesugi family is still vacant.

Kyogokuhiko made some calculations, turned off the computer and said, "I think sometime I can give Taro Yamada a salary increase." The reason is very easy to find, and Natsume will probably have to entrust him with the lunch box for going to school in the future.

"He is really working hard." Diarmuid smiled, put the cut fruit on a plate, topped with yogurt and put it in the refrigerator for Natsume to eat after dinner while watching TV.

Kyogokuhiko raised his eyebrows, stopped talking about the new chef at home, and asked instead: "What about me?" Sitting here and watching you toss about for a long time, all of them were prepared for that brat Natsume. Do you think it's appropriate for people at work to only eat two bites, and one of them is stolen?

"Work requires concentration." Diarmuid smiled, "You taught me that."

"I never said that." Kyogokuhiko said decisively, "Also, don't change the subject casually."

"Okay, okay." Diarmuid took out a matcha Daifuku from the refrigerator, "Wait until it's not so cold before eating, otherwise it's not good for the stomach."

Kyogokuhiko responded, and watched Diarmuid put him aside with displeasure, picked up the book on the coffee table and read it seriously.

But he couldn't say anything, he could only grit his teeth and write it down in the small notebook in his heart, and planned to get it back one by one at night.

Diarmuid is trying his best to integrate into this society. What the Holy Grail instilled in him is only the common sense of this world, but this does not mean that he can unimpeded in this society. He thinks he still has a lot to learn, Kyogokuhiko He is also happy to find something to do by himself, books, the Internet, and open all channels to let Diarmuid know about the world.

If he hadn't lost his memory for the 12 years and came to this world rashly, Kyogokuhiko must be in Diarmuid's state.

He looked sideways at the way Diarmuid frowned and competed with the book, and he pondered for a moment before thinking about it.

A pawn that was laid out many years ago just in case, now seems to be taken out and used.

On the other side, Diarmuid stared at the extended version of elementary school mathematics textbook in his hand, and for the first time began to regret why he didn't drink two more bottles of intelligence-enhancing potion from his adoptive father.

Society is developing so fast.

And time flies too quickly, time is easy to throw people away, cherries are red, plantains are green, especially for students, the holidays are exhausted in a blink of an eye, causing melancholy for no reason.

To put it simply, Kyogokuhiko's nearly one-month vacation is over, and he is about to go to school with Natsume who bought a new schoolbag and wore new clothes to go to a new school.

He has to send Natsume to Mihua Elementary School to have a look at the situation before going to Yingde, so it is inevitable to be late.

However, all the false teachers for a month have been approved, and it doesn’t matter if it takes one or two hours. Most of the teachers in Yingde are better than each other.

Well, otherwise, why do you think Kyogokuhiko chose Yingde.

To cope with the warm condolences from the students during several classes, when the bell rang, Kyogokuhiko was surprised to find that Mr. Aoki was still standing firmly on the post.

"Please turn the book to page [-], we will continue with the tenth lesson today." The woman seemed to have abandoned the pretentious white lotus demeanor at the beginning, and changed into a clean and refreshing blue skirt, with her hair tied up in curls. Ball head, with a little makeup, cute and age-reducing.

It seems to be smarter.Kyogokuhiko flipped through the book casually, yawned and asked the person next to him to borrow a copy of Chinese notes. The first few lessons were a bit messy, and then gradually became better. It seems that this woman must have something else in her mind besides posing thing.

"Kyogoku-san, please answer this question."

Kyogokuhiko looked up at the obvious questions on the blackboard and the woman's expression of excitement and complacency, silently canceled his own evaluation, stood up and swept the things on the table into his schoolbag, opened the door and walked away out.

If he hadn't been reminded like this, he would have forgotten that he had made the oath "I refuse to attend any Chinese classes until you resign" when he started school.

I still bumped into a few teachers along the way, or pretended not to see him, and just greeted him with a smile when I saw him-then I was caught by Kyogokuhiko and asked about the current situation in the school.

For example, why a certain female teacher with bad intentions is still in the school.

Because she is the person under the protection of the young master of Daoming Temple.

After listening to a passage where I wanted to kick you out of school, but found that you were so proud and uncontaminated, you were completely different from those coquettish sluts who only valued my money. A slap in the face slapped Dokidoki's boy's heart , After forming a story of happy enemies that made it impossible for others to start, Kyogokuhiko silently called Domyoji Tsubaki who was far away in the United States.

"Do you think it's still too late for Aunt Feng to have another heir?" Thinking that his future partner would have such an idiot with offline IQ, he felt that he could prepare for the acquisition of the Daoming Temple consortium now.

"What did Asi do again?" Domyoji Tsubaki asked, it's not the first time that Kyogokuhiko has cleaned up the mess for her younger brother, sometimes I really don't know who is the younger one.

"He's going to find you a pure, kind and unaffected sister-in-law." Jing Jiyan said, "Congratulations."

Daoming Sichun paused for a few seconds and asked, "Are you planning to..."

"It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married, can I still take care of it?" Jing Jiyan sneered, "Just remember to let me know before the company closes down. If I come to buy it, your brother won't starve to death on the street."

The implication is that the Daoming Temple Secretary should be released directly.

"That's fine," Daomingji Tsubaki said, "If Asi stumbles, he will know it hurts." Kyogokuhiko has no obligation to be responsible for Daomingji's life, but because Daomingji Feng and Kyogoku Masako are handkerchiefs, he Will pay attention to three points.

There are so many stupid things about Asi, in the final analysis, it is out of love for Jing Jiyan to help him, and it is his duty not to help him. If someone is more ruthless, he may even add fuel to the flames, hoping that the Daoming Temple family will collapse early so that he can reap the benefits.

The eldest lady, who only knew her heart was sinister after she got married, sighed softly, "I will go back as soon as possible."

Judging by Kyogokuhiko's tone, her stupid brother has most likely fallen into the trap set by others.