How to be a mother to Shanyi

Kyogokuya is said to be the best shop in Yoshiwara.

When dispatching young women to buy, the screening of all aspects is extremely strict. First of all, the face must be good-looking, so that they are eligible to be sent out to receive guests, but occasionally they will charge some women who are slightly ordinary in appearance, but in a certain place. Children with special skills in some aspects, such as playing the piano very well, singing in harmony with time, or arranging flowers with special charm, will hire teachers from various fields to teach them, which can be said to have no shortcomings.

Whether you want to spend a good night with beautiful girls, or just want to listen to a piece of shamisen, Kyogokuya is a very good place to go, not to mention there is a decisive factor-Kyogokuya has the entire building Yoshiwara's most beautiful oiran, Warabi.

It is said that Oiran Fernhime has an extremely gorgeous face, so beautiful that it will make a weak man faint with excitement. If a guy with insufficient concentration is sitting on his lap and breathes into his ear, his head will become dizzy and his nose will bleed. Cross flow, maybe even incontinence on the spot because of the agitation of the mind... Although Huang Yue thinks this kind of statement is really indescribable.

How should I put it, as expected of Yoshihara, who is full of love, even if she evaluates a woman as "beautiful", she has to use such complicated words. It seems that people here don't think about anything other than that kind of thing. His mind was full of fun, but he thought again, this is Huajie after all, paying attention to this kind of thing is like the swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Squad wanting to become stronger, it seems to be the so-called duty.

But even so, among a group of Yingyingyanyan smeared women, Yan Yue still ordered a piano girl playing the piano with a dull face.

Although this is someone else's business, doing business with such enthusiasm really scares him a bit, and it's a bit embarrassing to mention it. Yue Yue always feels that the eyes of those wandering girls seem to be very hot, as if they saw some rare animals. The pair of eyes that looked downcast and pleasing were actually scraped all over his face, as if he wanted to scrape off a layer of skin for him.

And this may not be an illusion. When the woman holding the piano stood up with a surprised face, countless regretful eyes pierced his tight back like sharp swords, and even waited until he went out. Turning a not far corner in the corridor, I could still hear "whispering" suddenly sounded over there.

"It still looks very young. It's a pity that such a handsome man didn't choose me."

"Yeah, this is a very high-quality man. He always receives that kind of drunk guy. I really want to sleep with a handsome guy."

"Did you see his neckline? It's wearing Gouyu. This type is very rare, and I feel very inexperienced. I really want to sleep with him once."

"I want to sleep too."

"sleepy."

Yan Yue: "..."

Yan Yue couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

Is this the woman from Yoshiwara? It's so terrifying. Yu Mao Tianyuan can be calm and calm in this kind of place, and it's really powerful enough. He really deserves to be a pillar.

Immediately, awe of the Younv and Zhu appeared in his heart, while walking slowly to follow the guide, thinking about how to say something in his mind for a while, while observing the surroundings without any trace.

As the leader of the flower street, Kyogoku House is not only the top girl, but even many details, such as the exquisite carvings on the railings, and the vivid Nishiki-e ukiyo-e on the sliding doors, mostly in eye-catching bright colors. Lord, all reveal extravagance and beauty, showing "beauty" and "sexuality" from the inside out.

——So, in this kind of place where "exquisite" is the main theme, there suddenly appears a gate that seems to have been smashed by some heavy object, broken and sticky stubble, broken vase fragments, messy Things piled up in a mess on the ground, and a group of workers who cleaned up and repaired it seemed to be extraordinarily abnormal.

It was originally with the intention of looking for "something wrong", so as soon as Huang Yue saw this scene at the corner, he stepped on the white foot bag and walked over without hesitation. Showing a flustered expression, he hastily chased after him and lowered his voice to dissuade him:

"My lord, my lord, this is not the place we are going to. There are a lot of debris here, be careful if you get stuck on the bottom of your feet, or let me—"

"How is this going?"

Huang Yue didn't intend to leave at all, he stopped nearby, his eyes vigilantly swept back and forth at the broken wood, and then he showed a faint look of disappointment.

Looking at it from a distance, I thought it might have found something, but when I looked closely, the edge of the break was not so much brute force. It was roughly the drunkard who couldn't see the way, and bumped his head into the fragile door, breaking the thin layer. The degree to which the wood chips are crushed.

"... There was a guest earlier who had a great time drinking and accidentally fell." Qin Nu showed a slightly embarrassed look, "The boss called some people to fix it, look..."

I also heard whispers from nearby, some wandering girls muttering things like "guests are rude", "smelling of alcohol", "Fern Princess Oiran threw the vase", "drunk man fell down" and other words, but it turned out that it was just a drunk Han, I thought that there would be some people who were injured here, and they would be able to touch some clues along the way.

After returning in vain, Huang Yue frowned again, and finally found nothing, so he prepared to leave calmly.

But before turning around, his eyes fell to the farthest end of the repair workers, and after catching a trace of familiar aura, Huang Yue stopped in his tracks again, and Qingtong looked over in surprise with a little surprise.

The guy who worked hard also noticed the undisguised gaze, and seemed to be surprised that his presence could still attract attention, so he raised his head in doubt, holding a pile of broken wood in his arms, There were also a few pieces of ashes on his face, and only when he raised his pair of ice-blue pupils, there was a cold light, and met the cool green eyes for a moment across a few busy figures.

After that, the expressions of the two did not tense at the same time.

Yetou's eyes widened suddenly, as if he wanted to stare out of his sockets, as if he was sincerely shocked by Huang Yue's appearance in such a place, and Huang Yue...

The corners of Yan Yue's eyes twitched.

——What's the situation?Wasn’t this guy Yetou who was still working as a conductor at the station before, and he even said that he would solve the wind hole caused by too many dead people on the infinite train, why did he see this guy in Huajie in a blink of an eye, and he was still doing odd jobs for the shops in Huajie... Anyway He is also a god, and the work he does is too down-to-earth, right?

The disheveled wretch winked at him, almost to the point of cramp, before he gesticulated and mouthed a sentence:

——When I finish earning the five coins, I will find you.

Yan Yue: "..."

So, you haven't raised the price yet?

Although it is also in the Butterfly House, there is still a considerable difference between living as a "wounded person" and living as a "step-son of Yan Zhu".

——Of course, there is no difference in treatment. My wife Shanyi and the others have long been familiar with the little girls in Butterfly House, and Xiaokui will not change her attitude just because they have stepson status, so it was originally It is what it is, and it is still what it is now. The only gap is probably that as a "temporary resident" person, it is necessary to record the name and class.

"Of course it doesn't matter what the wounded say, but now that the few of you are not injured, we have to separate your rooms from the ward so that no other wounded will be arranged."

Aoi Kanzaki stuffed a log book with rough pages into my wife Zenitsu's arms:

"For Mr. Inosuke, please ask Mr. Zenitsu or Mr. Tanjiro to help him write his name. Remember to write it on the blank page next to the last name, and don't write it elsewhere."

After leaving these two sentences, the girl with two ponytails, who seemed to be busy all the time, hurried out the door, and only had time to say "I'll come and pick it up later", but there was no one in sight, leaving my wife Shanyi blinking dryly. Blinking, and then slowly opened the bound book, which had obviously been flipped many times.

I was interrupted when I was struggling with how to chase my senior brother. Although it is subtle to be interrupted, I also felt a little relieved when I was interrupted... After all, it takes a person who is afraid of being beaten to think about whether he can bear his senior brother. It was a bit cruel to be beaten to any extent.

With her face propped up, she flipped through the registration book in a bored way, her eyes hastily glanced at the ugly handwriting with different handwritings and most of them were messed up, my wife Shanyi turned to the last page with a "crash", Prepare to write your own name at the end of the previous registrant's name.

"Fortunately, I can also read a lot of characters. Otherwise, Xiaokui would never have considered the fact that I can't write."

My wife Shanyi muttered:

"I clearly remember that Inosuke can't read... Even though that guy can't even use chopsticks, it must be easy to guess."

Complaining so, my wife Shanyi picked up the nib of the pen, but before the tip of the pen touched the paper, his eyes suddenly froze and fell on the rows of neatly written, sharp-pointed characters, which were unbearable amidst a pile of messy and ugly characters. A name that stands out from the crowd.

"Yue Yue"

"..."

My wife Shanyi stared at this familiar name for a long time, the tip of the pen did not fall off, her expression changed back and forth, her eyes were fixed on a small blank space in front of the name, as if she was engaged in some very tempting psychological struggle , Sweat also appeared on the cheeks, and the lips trembled.

"What does it mean to only write the name? Xiaokui clearly said the full name. Even if I know that my brother is actually more used to being called by name, but this is a registration, and it is too casual. And, and the front is still empty. Such a big piece, isn't this just tempting others to help him fill in his surname..."

ah!My wife Shanyi!You calm down, you fight a little bit!Isn't it just an opportunity to write the surname of the senior brother, why are you so excited, just write the surname, not your surname, don't be so shameful, your hands are shaking!Don't be so useless!

The villain in my heart was screaming crazily, but after all, I still couldn't resist a very tempting idea. My wife Shanyi was so entangled in sweat that her head was profusely sweating, and her eyes were almost bloodshot. In the end, she still couldn't resist this temptation—he trembled He carefully wrote down the blank space that was actually very narrow, and filled in a surname.

"My wife"

"..."

Bright red flushed quickly on both cheeks, my wife Shanyi stared straight at the page, her eyes wandered back and forth on the strange combination of handwriting that was particularly incongruous, and finally she hugged the book in her arms for no reason, and rolled on the bed with her head covered Rolling back and forth, his hair blown up like a golden dandelion, he let out an extraordinarily weird and silly laugh.