On a rare sunny morning, the light snow that had been falling for the past few days finally stopped, and the snow that had fallen in the past few days had accumulated a thick layer, and the people of Kyoto began to clear the snow from their houses and roads one after another.

"Alas~~" Ashmida was sweeping the snow in front of his door, and began to sigh for the first time today. It's been half a month since he visited Kaguya at night, and since that day, Kaguya has been blatantly running into his courtyard for three days, although ostensibly in the name of wanting to see Meihong, but Kaguya's behavior makes Ashmida jealous, and every time he meets with Bubi, the envy and jealousy from him make Ashmida very ashamed. The most important thing is that Kaguya doesn't know what has been instilled in Mei Hong's ears, so that Mei Hong's eyes when she looks at him are no longer just the respect and worship they used to be, but contain a trace of pity and sympathy, which makes Ashmida depressed to death.

Damn Kaguya-ahh!!h Ashmida frantically overturned the coffee table of his heart in his heart, he finally knew what kind of woman Kaguya Ji was, Nima's gentleness and virtue! Nima's ladies are showy! It's just a black-bellied lady!!

"Master! ~~" When Ashmida was depressed and clearing the snow, a crisp and pleasant voice came from far to near, and Ashmida didn't need to turn his head to know that it was his precious disciple who came.

"What's the matter, why do you have time to come here with my old man, you girl won't go to your sister?!" Ashmida didn't look back, and said angrily. Since Kaguya came, Mei Hong ran to Kaguya at every opportunity, and after Kaguya came to Ashmida's courtyard to find Sister Hong, it became even worse, and even Ashmida's teaching class was skipped, which made Ashmida sigh that the girl was outgoing.

"Hee-hee~~ Master, you forgive Sister Hong~~" Sister Hong couldn't help but laugh when she saw that Ashmida was losing her temper, and ran to Ashmida's back to hug Ashmida, rubbing her face against Ashmida's broad back, and spoiled.

"You girl!" Ashmida turned around and knocked on her sister's red head angrily.

"Hee-hee-hee~~Master~~" Mei Hong smiled and touched the beaten part, and then threw herself into Ashmida's arms.

"Okay, stop being coquettish, your trick is useless to me." Although he said so, but looking at Ashmida's expression, he knew that he was very useful, and Mei Hong felt that this trick had been tried and tested, and secretly made a victory gesture in Ashmida's arms.

"You girl." Ashmida sensed Mei Hong's movements in her arms, and shook her head a little helplessly, although her expression immediately dropped, she shouted to Mei Hong: "You hurry up and give me practice, you dare to skip class?!" You girl is so bold! ”

"Master." Sister Hong let go of the hug of Ashmida and shouted Ashmida a little timidly. For skipping Ashmida's class at the instigation of Kaguya, Sister Hong is still very guilty, although Kaguya has repeatedly said that her husband has cute big, saying that if Ashmida dares to pursue it, she will go to Ashmida to settle accounts and ensure that Sister Hong is fine, even so, Sister Hong still feels very uneasy, and at the same time she is also very curious about the relationship between Ashmida and Kaguya.

What is the relationship between Master and Sister?! Lover? Well, maybe, according to what my sister said, Master hasn't married a wife yet, and he's still an old ○ man, what is an old ○ man? Now I might fall in love with my sister. But in that case, wouldn't my father ......... Has my father ever won against my master?? Countless thoughts flashed in Mei Hong's little head, and at the same time, I don't know why a trace of unexplained unwillingness flashed in my heart.

"Why don't you go yet?!" Ashmida snorted softly, and Sister Hong hurriedly ran to the door, and Ashmida picked up the broom that had just fallen to the ground and began to sweep the snow again.

For children can not be blindly doted, sometimes it is necessary to be strict, for this sentence Ashmida expressed his approval. So although in ordinary life, Ashmida loves Meihong very much, but in terms of learning, Ashmida has always been strict, and never allows Meihong to be lazy, these days Sister Hong skipping class has already made Ashmida a little unhappy, if Sister Hong continues like this, Ashmida may be ruthless to punish Meihong.

When Ashmida cleared all the snow, it was already noon, after Ashmida put the broom back in its place, he walked into the yard and saw Mei Hong, who was meticulously wielding a sword, in the cold weather, Mei Hong's body burst out of heat, and countless white smoke slowly came out of Mei Hong's body, which shows how serious Mei Hong is. Ashmida nodded, didn't bother Mei Hong, walked to the kitchen, and began to prepare lunch.

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"Sister Hong, it's okay, let's rest." After Ashmida prepared lunch, she sensed that Mei Hong was still practicing swords, so she called for Mei Hong to rest.

"I see." Mei Hong responded, swung the last sword, picked up a towel from the side and wiped her sweat, and then picked up the kettle and poured it violently.

"The bath water has been put away, you should hurry up and take a bath." Ashmida put away her sister's red towel.

"Master~~~" Suddenly, when Mei Hong heard Ashmida tell her to take a bath, she actually called Ashmida in a tired voice.

"Come on, you're so old, don't want to ask Master to take a bath with you." As soon as Ashmida heard it, she knew what Mei Hong was thinking, and hurriedly waved her hand to refuse.

"Cut~stingy~~" Mei Hong pursed her lips.

"It's not a question of being stingy or not." Ashmida shook his head helplessly, and then urged: "I feel like go take a bath, look at your sweat." ”

"Then Master, I'm going to take a bath." Seeing that Ashmida disagreed, Meihong had no choice but to take a bath by herself.

"Is this girl so obsessed with the old man's hair?" Ashmida sighed helplessly, and at the same time touched his hair in confusion, very puzzled that Mei Hong liked his hair so much, and at the same time an idea came out of his heart.

On the dinner table

Mei Hong quickly but elegantly eliminated the food in front of her, and Ashmida on the side looked at Mei Hong with a smile, and Mei Hong was a little embarrassed.

"Master, why are you looking at me like this?" After Mei Hong finished destroying all the food, she put down the dishes and chopsticks and asked a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, Master just wanted to give you a gift." Ashmida said with a smile.

"Huh?! Gift?! Mei Hong said in surprise.

"Hmm." Ashmida smiled and nodded, then picked up a strand of hair, presented a knife in his right hand, and cut it with a slight wave, and then braided the strand of hair into a bracelet in Meihong's surprised and curious eyes, and then held the bracelet in both hands, and his hands bloomed with dazzling golden-red light. Because it was too dazzling, Mei Hong couldn't help but cover her eyes. After the light dissipated, what appeared in front of Mei Hong was a bracelet full of divine aura, and there was a golden-red light flowing in the bracelet, which was charming and charming.

"Take it." When the work was done, Ashmida smiled and handed the bracelet braided with his own hair to Mei Hong.

"Master, what is this?!" Mei Hong didn't take the bracelet, but was very confused, and at the same time looked at Ashmida a little nervously.

"It's nothing, it's just that since Mei Hong likes Master's hair so much, then this bracelet Mei Hong must like it very much, take it." Ashmida couldn't help but stuff the bracelet into Mei Hong's hand.

"Thank you, Master!!" After hearing Ashmida's explanation, Meihong did not doubt that he had him, and she was very happy to put down the bracelet and couldn't wait to put it on.

"Sister Hong, I hope this can protect you." Ashmida smiled and watched Mei Hong happily play with the bracelet, and sighed slightly in her heart. Recently, his ominous premonition has become heavier and heavier, and he hopes that this bracelet made of his own hair and injected into the small universe by himself can protect Mei Hong in his absence.

"Hopefully that day never comes." Ashmida sighed.