The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

It was rare for Tsuchimikado Itsuki not to participate in this story meeting, and it was almost midnight after dealing with the New Year's planning, so he asked Kachomaki to go back to rest first, while he stayed outside for a while.

He likes the shikigami in the garden, and sometimes he likes to walk quietly at night by himself, just like someone else.

The winter days are long and there is snow, so there are not many pedestrians outside.Tsuchimikado Itsuki walked to the small square without knowing it, the fountain lights were dimly lit like a curtain call, and some vendors were packing their things and preparing to go home.He didn't want to eat much now, so he sat down quietly on the bench.

He was a little tired, so he couldn't help but close his eyes, wondering if he would see that person again when he opened them.

What should he say when we meet again after a long absence?

"...Don't fall asleep here." Someone said.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki raised his eyes, the hot dog vendor wearing a bear apron was standing in front of him, seeing that he was awake, he smiled.

"It's been a long time since I saw you. Are you busy with your studies?" The peddler was enthusiastic and rummaged through his hot dog stand while talking. His voice was slightly dull because it was buried in the cabinet of the car.

"I remember some time ago... Oh, where did I put it... You always come to play with your friends."

"……Yes."

"What's wrong? Did you quarrel?"

"It's not a quarrel, he... moved to a far away place."

"Really? It's a pity, you have such a good relationship."

"……Yes."

"However, the Internet and communication are very developed now. You can send emails and write letters. Writing letters is the best." The hawker finally found what he wanted, straightened up, and shook his slightly fat body at the Tsuchimiya gate. Yi Yue sat down beside her.

"Here, don't be disgusted, I made it today." He took two hot dogs and gave one to Tsuchimikado Itsuki.Instead of closing the stall, I leaned comfortably on the bench and took a bite of the hot dog.

"When I was young, writing letters was very popular." Speaking of this incident, the peddler was in high spirits. "I was working in other places, and I always wrote letters to my old woman. Ah, she was a beautiful woman back then, so beautiful that she I think men all over the world like her."

"I was worried that she would be cheated by others. I wrote letters to her in different ways every day, and the postman had to come to the door every day. Finally, he couldn't help saying to me—you are so annoying! Why are there so many letters to write!" The peddler imitated the postman's intolerable emphasizing, vividly, he burst out laughing after learning it, and Tsuchimikado Itsuki laughed too.

"Later I went back to work in my hometown and stopped writing letters. Later, I started writing letters again." The hawker had already eaten hot dogs and took out a handkerchief to wipe the grease from his fingers. Old but clean.After wiping his hands clean, he carefully took out the old wallet and showed Tsuchimikado Itsuki the photos of his wife when she was young.

She was a pretty girl, but she was far from stunning, and the drooping corners of her eyes looked gentle.

The peddler's eyes also became very gentle, and he said in a low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing something:

"She's gone now, and it's just me and the letters."

The snow started to fall again, the peddler hurried to collect the stalls, and Tsuchimikado Itsuki also followed to help.In the end, the peddler waved to him, swaying his chubby body towards the dark place, because of the back view, the pink bear apron could not be seen.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki kept watching him, suddenly, he opened his eyes slightly, and he saw a slightly blue soul floating behind the fat peddler.The soul is a girl with a pretty face. She follows the peddler and listens to him talking to himself all the way. The drooping corners of her eyes are very gentle.The soul turned back, gave a slight nod to Tsuchimikado Itsuki, and soon disappeared along the dark road with the vendor.

Tsuchimikado Yiyue stood there in a daze, and suddenly, he laughed.

Great.

It was almost midnight, and the shikigami who didn't go back to the courtyard might be worried. Tsuchimikado Itsuki took a shortcut and crossed the park. The black panther jumped out from his shadow and looked around, turning its semicircular ears left and right.

"Pumppump-"

In the silent night, suddenly there was a strange sound.Tsuchimikado Itsuki stopped immediately, and soon heard the same voice again.

"Pumppump-"

"Huh..." The black panther raised its ears to look for the source of the sound, quickly settled on a direction, leaped vertically in two or three steps, and stepped on the ground with four paws without a sound.He found the source of the sound first, and then whined softly for Tsuchimikado Itsuki to come and watch.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki walked over, holding a spell in his hand just in case.He first looked around. A landscape tree in the park was almost broken in half, and the creases turned towards a large dense thorny bush.He pushed aside the bushes, and what came into view was a pair of vigilant blue eyes, and the wide white wings flapped vigorously a few times in an attempt to break free.

"Pumppump-"

Sure enough, it was this voice.

Stuck in the bushes are birds of prey such as eagles and falcons. The boss has participated in raptor rescue volunteer activities in the real world before, and knows a lot of rescue knowledge, such as keeping the rescued raptors from seeing humans as little as possible. It's not just an ordinary raptor, but a monster, so he asked directly:

"Do you need help?"

The pure white bird of prey was full of humiliation, turned its head proudly, and refused to turn back even after being pricked by a bush thorn.

No!unnecessary!Shame to death!

Boss: That's good.

He stood up and left.

"Plop flop flop!!!"

The boss didn't look back.

"Pop flop - flop - flop -"

"...Hmm."

Boss: Treating Tsundere, I am a professional.

Raptor lowered his haughty little head and made a cry of needing help.Tsuchimikado Itsuki went to push away those thorny bushes, and those small thorns occasionally pricked him, which slowed down his progress, so it took him about ten minutes to free the raptor that was tightly entangled in the bushes .

It was an eagle with pure white feathers, the wing bones were probably broken, and half of the wings were drooping.He was quite proud at first, but now he probably felt the pain, and let Tsuchimikado Itsuki hold him limply.Tsuchimikado Itsuki temporarily used a fan to splint him, pasted a talisman to hide him, and carried him back to the courtyard.

At this point in time, only the Butterfly Essence and the Nightmare-Eating Tapir are still traveling through the dreamland.The boss summoned the Butterfly Spirit and asked her to heal the eagle. Little Butterfly took a sip of milk to replenish its vitality, and the rest needed to be raised slowly.The boss replaced the eagle with a new professional splint, temporarily brought a cat litter, and put it in a corner of his room for easy care, and then fell asleep.

The little paper figure thoughtfully turned off the light, and the room suddenly became dark, with only a little light shining through the edge of the window.

The eagle moved in the cat nest, it was very soft and comfortable, and he was very satisfied.The wings don't hurt much anymore, just lay them aside, and he also plans to get a good night's sleep, and think about whether to lose face tomorrow.

The eagle sleeps until dawn, and is awakened by a small chirping.

"I feel like..."

"Yes?"

"So white...so beautiful..."

Where did the cub come from!Ying opened his eyes angrily, and found that he was surrounded by a group of little monsters. They said they were little monsters, but each of them had a powerful aura that should not be underestimated. What's going on? !

The eagle folded its wings silently, just look at it, he won't lose a hair.

There is also a human child mixed in with the little monster. Ying just complained about this strange mix-up, and suddenly heard the child ask:

"Excuse me, are you Snow Eagle?"

Snow Eagle: ...

What the hell is going on? !How does this kid know? !Will he be caught as a coolie delivering the letter? !

After a lot of nervous thinking, Xue Ying decided to choose to play dumb, he wasn't, he didn't, don't talk nonsense, he's actually a big pigeon Chirp Chirp.

"But the pigeon is cuckoo?" the child asked.

Snow Eagle: "... Goo!"

"Oh, it's really a pigeon..."

"We seem to have guessed wrong."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pigeon, we made a mistake."

Snow Eagle: ...

Not very happy!

"...Why are they all here?" Tsuchimikado Itsuki came in with a plate of freshly cut meat, and found that Natsume and a group of little monsters were squatting in his room looking at the eagle.The children are very polite and will not touch it without permission.

"Brother Yiyue, is this the big pigeon you picked up?" Natsume asked.

Boss: Big pigeon? ? ?

He glanced at Xueying, and immediately knew something, and didn't reveal anything, just smiled and put the fresh meat in his hand by the door, and said kindly: "Yes, this is Mr. Cooing Pigeon, let's go to the kitchen to get some Feed him some corn."

Snow Eagle: The sky is falling apart!

The children happily went to get the corn, and Tsuchimikado Itsuki motioned for the little paper figurines to follow, and let the children take the corn to play with the newly bought popcorn machine.After giving instructions, he picked up the pile of fresh meat again, and came in front of the stunned Xue Ying.

Snow Eagle spread its wings and fluttered in the cat's nest, how stupid it looked.

"Don't you want to eat it?" The meat was cut into pieces and it was very fresh. Itsuki Tsuchimikado picked it up and fed it to him. Fly away."

Xue Ying tilted his head to look at him, not understanding what this human being wants to do, is he a hypocrite or is he really unmoved?

The legend of the snow eagle is spread in the world of monsters and humans. In the past many eras, human beings often wanted to capture a snow eagle and send a letter to themselves decades ago.This is the advantage of grasping the historical opportunity, and few people do not covet it.It's not that Snow Eagle never delivers letters. Although they are known as Winter God's messengers, they have long since ceased to undertake the corresponding tasks.

Occasionally, some young Snow Eagles would fly out of their hometown to look down on the human world with their high hearts.Xue Ying, who loves human beings, is able to cover his body with mist and send a one-way letter with a blazing heart, but just stays in that time and space and becomes an ordinary monster.

...acting like an idiot.

Xue Ying was very satisfied after eating a bowl of meat.He narrowed his blue eyes slightly, and suddenly saw the red dots and slight scratches on the boy's hands.He remembered that it was these hands that rescued him from the bushes last night, so he turned his slightly curved beak to the side and rubbed it lightly on that hand.

Tsuchimikado Yiyue scratched Xue Ying's breast feathers in turn, causing Xue Ying to puff out her chest comfortably, and made a slight cry from her throat.He smiled, at first he thought he was a little tsundere, but actually he was quite easy to get along with.Snow Eagle is probably a race that doesn't often come into contact with the human world, so there is a kind of snow-like whiteness and purity in its body.

"Recover well, and tell the paper dolls if you need anything." He left a sentence, got up and left the room to find the group of children.

Xue Ying craned his neck to watch him leave, and then slowly shrank back when he couldn't see him at all, pecking at the edge of the cat's nest boredly.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki went to the store in the morning, and the afternoon was free to make an appointment with Mr. Manyo and the others.The well-known painter Xuecunzhai will hold an art exhibition this month. In the early stage, he will invite friends to go first, which can be regarded as expanding his influence in all walks of life.

Coincidentally, Hojo Saoha seemed to be playing around, but he was actually a student of Yukimurasai. Their gallery also specially accepted a painting by the old man, so this time he was naturally invited.Tsuchimikado Itsuki discussed with a few friends and went together, taking Natsume with her.

He hopes that Natsume can see many wonderful things in this world, which will become the child's treasure in the future, so that he can freely decide the direction of his life.

Natsume has been playing in the courtyard during this time, and she has relaxed a little bit, and she is not so cramped when facing strangers.After listening to Tsuchimikado Itsuki, Songxian Manyo liked him very much. This time, he brought him an introductory song book, which is beautifully bound and is currently out of print on the market.

"Mr. Wanye, thank you!" Natsume raised his head to thank him, and Song Xian Wanye smiled and patted his head.Director Tsuruhashi next to him was also unwilling to be lonely. He sent a pen made in the United States, and his younger brother Koyong Tsuruhashi brought a box of handmade candies from abroad.Natsume thanked each of them earnestly. This was the first time in his life that he received so many gifts. Brother Yi Yue said that he could accept all of them because he was a very good friend.

"Come and play on my set when you have time." Director Heqiao laughed and said, "It's okay to be a child star."

Natsume didn't have that idea. He followed a few people and listened to them talking about art, aesthetics, and humanities. Although some of them couldn't understand, he could feel the dynamic beauty flowing between the lines of these characters, and his young heart was deeply touched.

Mr. Manyo is very gentle and will teach him the basic theory of painting; Director Tsuruhashi has a wide range of knowledge, and the historical background is at his fingertips; Brother Guangyong can draw two manga by accident. Before the exhibition, he squatted there to teach Natsume how to draw cartoon heads , There is no airs of a big star at all.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki asked them to go to the bow dojo on the mountain, which was originally his enchantment skin called "Secluded Bamboo Forest".

Natsume looked at the cute portraits drawn by Tsuruhashi Koyong, and he drew his own next to them. The four portraits were juxtaposed. Director Tsuruhashi's portrait was a bit fat.

He couldn't help but secretly smiled.