Early in the morning, in the living room of the Wind House, Ashmida stood up from the posture of stumbling and stumbling, and stroked the various furniture in the living room with nostalgia, his face full of emotion and sadness.

"Huh~ Although the environment is not very important to me now, it is still modern!" After touching the furniture around him for a while, Ashmida undressed the golden garment, revealing the ancient Greek garments inside the garment, and then walked towards the kitchen. Ha? What is he going to do, you ask? What else can you do in the kitchen=. =, definitely going to make breakfast!

Ashmida walked into the kitchen and looked around, he had been living in the 17th century for more than 20 years, and he had become a little unfamiliar with modern things, and now he was searching for memories of how to use the utensils of the modern kitchen.

"Hmm~ I remember that this is gas, and this is called a refrigerator, right? The seasoning is roughly the same. Well! Let's give the next bowl of noodles to the wind! Ashmida fiddled with the various kitchen utensils, "checked" the contents of the refrigerator, and determined what to eat for breakfast. It is said that when he was in the world of Saint Seiya, Ashimida lived a very hard life, but it was okay in the temple, at least the lama could eat meat, and it was the Celestial Empire, and the cooking techniques were still good. But when I got to the Holy Domain, I was forced to do it, although the Holy Land had a transcendent status, but the life of the Saint Seiya was the same as that of the ascetics, the rice was bread with water and some vegetable salad and the like, and if it was better, it was added milk, and the Golden Saint Seiya could eat meat, but this was not often eaten, and the Western culinary skills were also known by the monarchs =. =, In short, the time when Ashmida first arrived in the Sanctuary was very miserable. If it weren't for the indifference of the heart after the crossing, if it was before the crossing, the table would definitely be lifted. For the sake of his stomach, Ashmida began to cook and eat by himself, but he grew from a novice chef to a good cook, and the experience during this period was really hard. Ahem, the word count is enough.

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"Hmm~" The wind got up as usual, rubbed his eyes and began to get dressed, and suddenly smelled a fragrance.

"Strange? I've just gotten up, huh? I was the only one in the house, so how could someone prepare breakfast for me. Wait a minute!! Could it be that last night's events were true! The wind hurriedly lifted his sleeve and looked at his arm, and the lotus mark on it proved that what happened last night was true.

"Good morning, Wind, are you already up, hurry up and wash up!" A gentle voice appeared in front of the door of Tempest's room, and Tempest turned to see Ashmida standing in the doorway looking at her with a smile. Tears flowed down in an instant, she was finally no longer alone, and this home finally became like home.

"Huh! Don't cry in the wind! "Ashmida is not calm when he sees the wind shedding tears, and when he sees himself, he sheds tears!

"Got it, I'm going to wash up. By the way, what's breakfast? Swift smiled and wiped away tears. Well, Ashmida is really a little different from what you see in the comics, and some are off the line, is this the real Ashmida?

"It's noodles, let's go wash up, I'll go and bring breakfast." After seeing that the wind was not crying, Ashmida relieved her heart, saying that Ashur is so lolita and cute?

"Hmm!" Swift obediently went to wash, and after washing, Ashmida went to the kitchen to bring a bowl of noodles to Blast.

"I'm moving!" After saying it with his hands folded, he began to eat noodles. Delicious! This is the first impression of the noodles that Hurricane ates, although the noodles made by Ashmida are good, but they are not so exaggerated, and what makes Hurricane so happy must be because someone prepared breakfast for her. Ashmida just looked at the wind silently, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth (how can you look at it with your eyes closed!!). Poor Dao doesn't want to complain anymore! ）

"Why do you keep looking at me, what's on my face?" Although Ashmida had her eyes closed, Blastwind felt Ashmida watching her, and Blast's face flushed.

"It's nothing, hurry up and eat the wind, I remember you were going to school, right?" Ashmida decisively changed the topic, how could he say that he was taking care of his eyes (?) Ahh When I was blind, I had the mental power to scan my surroundings, but it was best to see with the naked eye. Although the eyes could see it for a short time before the bento, but I didn't see Sasha, I only saw the appearance of the stinky boy Tenma, and he looked like a good person, otherwise we would have to kill him!!

"Hmm! That's got to hurry! The wind was able to divert the subject, and sped up the pace of eating noodles, which was finished in just a few minutes, and he packed his school bag and prepared to push his wheelchair to school.

"Hurricane, leave this to me." Ashmida walked behind Hurricane and held the wheelchair handle. Hurricane's eyes were red but he couldn't help it, but Hurricane looked at Ashmida dressed in ancient Greek clothes and was decisively embarrassed, although Ashmida looked very beautiful in this way, but he would definitely be watched on the way!

"Xiao Ah come with me!" The wind decisively tugged at the corner of Ashmida's clothes and asked Ashmida to push her to a room.

"Xiaohu? Eh! What's wrong with the gale!? "Ashmida was embarrassed to hear this title, what is the matter with this child-like title!!

"You need to change your clothes! How can anyone wear such clothes now! Swift Storm smiled darkly and changed the subject.

"Ugh! Also. But I don't have modern clothes" Changing the subject was successful! Ashmida was blackened by the wind! Is Ashiru really the Ashamida, how do you feel that your IQ has dropped?

"I remember that Dad still has clothes, but Xiao'a, you may not be able to wear them if you are so tall, but let's try it!" After the wind arrived in the room, he opened the wardrobe and picked it for a while, and found a blue and white sportswear for Ashmida to wear.

"Oh, I'll try." After Ashmida took the clothes and went to the bathroom to change out, the wind was amazed, wearing just the right sportswear, the top was unchained, revealing the white T-shirt inside, the handsome face and the gentle smile looked so holy, and the body fragrance that looked like a lotus flower on the body was fascinating.

"Ahem, let's wear this first! When I get out of school, I'll take you to buy clothes! The wind froze for a few seconds and shook his head violently, throwing out the somewhat beautiful picture just now from his mind, and said happily to Ashmida.

"Oh, no problem. Eh!! Wait a minute! Blast! What's going on! We don't have the same name as this little animal! Call us Ashmida! Or you can call us Caster! Ashmida nodded first, then remembered the title that made his egg hurt, and complained decisively. But is it okay for the mouth fetish to be exposed?

"We? Hehehehe~" After hearing Ashmida's sorority, the wind was stunned for a moment, and then smiled like a little devil, with horns on his head and a pointed tail on his back? Delusion?.

"This mouth fetish is quite cute, Xiao Ah is very valuable for flirting~~" thought of the wind with a black belly

"I just didn't say anything!! Hurricane, you must have misheard! "Ashmida blushed, he can't admit this beating! How can it be repaired! How could a mouth fetish that had not been exposed in the Holy Domain for so many years be exposed at this moment! Why do we think that after we are reborn, we seem to have changed (9), ah, the soul is light!!

"Hehehehe, yes ~ yes ~ I didn't hear anything! Xiao Ah hurry up and go out, if you don't go out, you'll be late! Tempest kept a comforting smile on the tsundere's child, urging Ashmida.

"It's not Xiao Ah!" Ashmida grumbled and pushed the wind out of the house and headed for the school.

Sitting in the wheelchair pushed by Ashmida, the wind looked at the streets around him and smiled happily, yes, I am finally not alone, I have a family, and it is a very lovely family.

PS: Trouble all the book friends who are reading it in the book review area to make a statement, otherwise there is no motivation for poor code words (lying on the table), we want someone to complain!! (rolling)