Two or three things about the rebirth of the scumbag

When Hasebe found the interrogator in Genji's house, the other person's head was resting on Higakiri's lap, his expression was peaceful, and he was sleeping soundly.

Sensing his arrival, the two fusangshen in the room turned their heads to look at him at the same time, but Hikakiri just waved his hand with a smile and greeted silently; while the thin green hair beside him, who had just joined Honmaru, Katsumaru... Hasebe somehow felt that the way the other party looked at him was a bit dangerous.

Illusion, when did I offend this guy, wouldn't it be because I objected to Mustache to bring him back at the beginning, so I have held grudges until now?Hasebe was wondering, and said in a low voice, "I'm here to take the master back to the castle tower. There are official documents that need to be signed today."

Hidekiri moved his body slightly without any objection, and hugged Inokai into his valet's arms without waking him up, "Handle with care, Hasebe-kun~"

Pressing and cutting Hasebe returned him a stare, which roughly meant "Don't let the Lord say the same thing as the item!"

Just as he was about to go out with the judge in his arms, a hand suddenly put on his shoulder.Yakiri Hasebe turned his head, and saw that Kemaru was sizing him up with a slight frown, while Tokiri said slowly, "By the way, I almost forgot to congratulate Mr. Hasebe for moving into the castle tower..."

"Please don't do anything to embarrass the Patriarch, otherwise..." The milk-blonde soft man tilted his head, his sharp eight-fold teeth could be seen faintly, "Whether you are a human or a ghost, I will kill you."

Facing the identical eyes of the two brothers, with metal-like inorganic luster, Hasebe's expression froze, and he suddenly felt that there was a thick black air in the originally quiet and elegant Genji's room.

**

The way back to the castle tower was not too long, but because of the god judge in his arms, Hasebe walked very carefully and slowly.

The current time is about three o'clock in the afternoon. Because of the recent relocation, today's expedition activities are all cancelled.Everyone was tidying up the house, and occasionally there was a small dagger playing around, and when they saw the God-inspector sleeping in the arms of the valet, they all tacitly restrained their voices.

The warm sunshine in the afternoon falls on the body, the soft lawn is gently blowing with the breeze, the breath of green grass is mixed with the scent of flowers, the huge Manyo cherry blossoms behind the Honmaru are in full bloom, and Hasebe can still vaguely see not far away A few kites swaying in the sky... His originally tense expression could not help but relax.

Honmaru, which has been covered by snow since its establishment, is really a rare usher in a different season.

I just don't know how long this scene can last... The words of Yamabuchi Kunihiro echoed in my ears, and Hasebe looked down at the young man who hadn't woken up in his arms, and complex emotions appeared in the vine purple eyes.

He had never seen the judge cry.

His master is always indifferent and distant, hates noise, and will scold impatiently when he is annoyed; occasionally when something happy happens, the young man only slightly relaxes the coldness between his brows, and the demeanor of his whole body It looks a bit soft—but the corners of the mouth are raised, showing what humans call a "smile"...not once.

I haven't cried, I haven't laughed. Is this not normal for human beings?

Hasebe frowned, suppressing the doubts in his heart, there are some things that he cannot interfere with.They had already arrived at the castle tower at this time, and the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada seemed to be absent. Hasebe cautiously went to the bedroom on the fourth floor, and placed the interrogator on the already laid quilt, but somehow alarmed the young man, who was still there. The sleeping human opened his eyes immediately.

"... Hasebe?" Inokai's voice was still a little confused, and he looked around before realizing where he was, "You sent me back."

It seems that he hasn't finished eating Higakiri's snack yet.

Yaki Hasebe knelt on the side apologetically, "I'm sorry, Lord. There are some documents in the study that need your signature, and they will be handed over to the Government of Time before evening."

Inokai nodded, stood up and was about to go to the study, when he saw the warm and warm scene outside the window, he stopped, and his misty eyes suddenly woke up.

"…what."

"Lord, why does it have to be changed to winter?" Feeling the icy spiritual power rising from the God-inspector, Yaki Hasebe summoned up the courage to say, "It's spring now, and the cherry blossoms are blooming very well outside, you Don't you want to take a look?"

Regarding the valet's proposal, Inokai looked cold, and enveloped Honmaru with spiritual power without hesitation, "I don't like it."

The warm sun that lasted only a few hours was like a flash in the pan, and was buried by ice and snow again.

Imaken & Natsuo Toshiro & Tsurumaru Kuninaga who were still flying kites happily, but were suddenly covered in snow: QAQ

**

After a leisurely day, when it was time for dinner in the evening, the Fu Sangshen seemed to be in a good mood, chatting with their companions in a low voice.Only Tsurumaru Kuniyong was lying on the table listlessly, no matter how much the candlestick was poked, there was no response, just like a dead crane.

Facing Candekiri Mitsutada's worried gaze, Natsuo Toshiro spread his hands, "I can't play a kite, I'm depressed."

"..." The tall and handsome Tai Dao Fu twitched his lips, stopped talking to his friend, and walked straight into the kitchen next to him.

But...he looked at the steaming pot of dinner specially made for the god judge, and murmured troubledly: "Why did Mr. Hasebe come so late today?"

"It seems that he has gone to the Tokizhi government to hand over the official document." Hearing this, Kasen Kanesada who was helping at the side said helplessly, "After all, Fox Nosuke is not here, so there is no way to fax it directly."

"That's true...but I haven't finished my work in the kitchen." Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada rubbed the center of his eyebrows, brought out the dinner, leaned out and said, "Mr. Hasebe has gone out, so I can't deliver the meal to the lord. Who can help?"

"I!"

"I can!"

"give it to me!"

A group of fusangshen raised their hands in unison, and then looked at each other with unfriendly expressions. Seeing that the battle was about to start again, Kasen Kanesada rolled his eyes in an extremely uncouth manner: "Okay, stop arguing."

"Tsuramaru Kuninaga has already taken away the meal."

"..." All the fusangshen looked at the empty seats, remembered the half-dead white figure lying on the table just now, and all fell into silence.

——It’s late at night, what kind of unscientific maneuver is this? ?