The two men poured each other a glass of sake very tacitly.

Daddy's past is wonderful, but it's not the type that can attract Kenya.

He was a teenager with a kind of flesh and sentimentality that is unique to young people.

Therefore, it is unacceptable to deal with such a topic that is too heavy.

So he poured his father a full glass of wine.

What a swordsman needs most is the calmness of his hands and mind.

Kenya has always held himself to the standard of a swordsman, so even in this Gensokyo where drinking is popular, he only tastes it.

…… But perhaps because of the arrogance of the Eight Meaning Sword Ya's vats, he also began to have a hobby of drinking.

This time, out of respect.

Out of respect for my father's past life, and respect for the Fujiwara garrison in the past.

Drink it in one gulp and enjoy it.

The two of you go back and forth, drink with each other, change the topic, and don't talk about those sad pasts, but talk about which student is the most naughty, which student is the smartest, which student is more caring, this kind of daily trivial gossip.

Of course, it is indispensable to mention Huiyin's salary deduction, Marisa's vexatious trouble, and other small things.

Around the time of the sixth glass of wine, Kenya's face became a little rosy.

Knowing this time, this Geng Zhi teacher remembered the cruel fact that although he loves to drink, the amount of alcohol is really not good.

Fortunately, Fujiwara's father at the table is a master of drinking. Seeing that Mr. Kenya is obviously not strong enough to drink, but he is still drinking with himself over there, I don't know that he is reluctantly drinking in the right cup to comfort himself.

So he pretended that the bottle was empty, and cleverly replaced it with the coarse tea for decanting.

I slightly admired the carefulness of this teacher, and I recognized the status of this teenager more and more in my heart.

After that, there was a long chat, this time it was the father who opened his mouth and told some people about the past...... The kind that is lit on the front, of course.

Fortunately, although the plum wine is strong in color, the actual degree is not high, and Jian Ya's aura cultivation has also improved a little in recent days, and after being deliberately delayed by his father for a few moments, his mind has cleared up a lot.

Seeing that the original wine glass was replaced with coarse tea, Kenya did not dislike it in his heart, but praised Fujiwara's father for his carefulness and thoughtfulness.

These two people have a different understanding of each other inexplicably.

"So whose house is Kenya-sensei going to visit later?"

"I'll see...... Kindness...... It looks like it's the Hiraga family. 」

"Oh...... It's that kid...... Just along the way......

Just as Kenya pondered what was hidden in Daddy Fujiwara's long and unexplained voice, Daddy had already fluently dropped the finished cigarette into the ashtray and put away the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen.

When he came out of the kitchen, he was carrying a slightly smaller box in his hand.

In Jian Zai's peculiar gaze, Daddy showed his trademark yellow teeth again and said with a smile.

"Ah, Kenya-sensei, you probably don't know that the Hiraga family and we have a business partnership. 」

"Business...... Cooperation?"

"Yes, my house is more of a set food house, and the Hiraga family has the feeling of a tofu specialty store. 」

"So?"

"Hawkers,If Mr. Kenya happens to be on the way, let's bring it with me.,Usually it's brought over by Takuha.,It's not because of that seven realities recently.,Talent and Takumi have a little temper tantrum.,The two don't get along with each other now.。 」

「…… I always feel that my students need to be disciplined in their adolescent minds. 」

"Ahaha, this is something that people of this age will have, and Kenya-sensei will encounter this kind of thing in the future. 」

"Hey, it's weird to say, but I don't have an idea of that yet. 」

Carefully took the box of tofu from Fujiwara's father, and suddenly thought of a question, Kenya asked.

"Daddy, if I just carry it casually, the tofu in it won't break, right?"

Takumi often flaunts his strong physical coordination in the dojo, and the sense of balance that is unique among children of his age may be due to Kenya's usual delivery of fragile tofu......

He's a great swordsman himself, and he should be far better than Takumi's kind of kid in terms of balance.

But as soon as I consider my occasional sloppy nerves, I am a little worried about whether I will do this badly.

For Mr. Jianya's careful consideration, Dad carefully explained the difference between this box of old tofu and the fragile tender tofu he imagined after adding points to Mr. Kenya's heart again.

Skipping some of the rhetoric that may be a bit advertised, Fujiwara's father, who proudly introduced his tofu as distinctive, concluded with a smile.

"Even if it's an old tofu with a little toughness, it can't stand shaking, if you meet Marisa-sama, you might as well honestly give her a little disaster dissipation, I put a few extra pieces in the second layer to do this kind of thing. 」

「…… You're having a hard time. 」

"Well, if there is any remaining part of this, you can take it and share it with Teacher Huiyin, which is my gratitude for this home visit. 」

"Ahh 」

Looking at Mr. Kenya's cautious appearance, Daddy Fujiwara suddenly squinted his eyes and wiped his beard that didn't exist at all

Said such a sentence.

「…… There is also a mezzanine in the second and first floors, and I secretly stuffed a small piece of koji into it......

Suddenly, Kenya raised his head and opened his eyes wide.

At that moment, Daddy Fujiwara's big yellow teeth with leek leaf residues looked extremely sacred in Kenya's eyes.

Like a god.

……

……

Note: Koji, a thing that makes wine. It is an artifact that allows some people who don't have the money to buy wine to make their own wine.

…… I've tried, and although it doesn't look good, I can easily make some drinks.

Even if Jianya's winemaking skills are very bad.233

……

……

After sending off Mr. Kenya, Daddy Fujiwara moved out and lay down in his rocking chair with nothing to do.

He stopped smoking the outside cigarettes he bought from Korindo, and instead lit the broken cigarette stick that Fujiwara-san was the least accustomed to in the past.

The rocking chair is in front of the tofu shop, rocking. Daddy Fujiwara was lying in a rocking chair in front of the store, smoking.

He squinted his eyes as he watched the white clouds in the distance drift on the mountainside of Youkai Mountain, and then thought of the question of Kenya-sensei before, which suddenly brought back some memories that he thought he had forgotten a long time ago.

Ten years ago, it was too bloody to know anything about the world that has returned to peace.

Looking back on the dark past in this kind of time period is just to provoke the relationship between humans and youkai.

Mr. Kenya, who can clearly understand this, does have something to admire.

I spit out a smoke ring, and thought that in this delicate era, there was a very subtle person like Kenya-sensei.

He felt a sudden hint of conspiracy in the air.

Holding the cigarette stick in one hand, and putting the other hand on his knee, he lowered his head slightly, and his mind kept thinking about what to summarize.

His ability to recognize people has always been strong, and his intuition as sharp as a beast has made him very strong to live until now.

This intuition plays a crucial role in the competition of the commercial street or in the battle of more than ten years ago.

If it weren't for Kenya-sensei, who drank and chatted with him like a literati, perhaps he would have felt the cold hairs on the back of his neck have exploded.

Only a youkai who has killed a lot of people and doesn't take human life seriously will make Fujiwara Daddy feel this way.

In the past years, Daddy has seen many such characters, such as Kazami Yuka, such as Yakumo Murasaki, such as Kurama Tengu.

And Mr. Kenya is different from these people.

He's a human being.

It's just a human being, and it's impossible for Daddy Fujiwara to have this illusion.

He looked at his extinguished cigarette stick, and then at the clouds on Yokai Mountain.

For a moment, it seemed that something was understood.

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Hiraga Talent - "Zero Demon"