"Blue~~" Yakumo Purple stepped out of the gap, and as soon as her feet landed on the tatami mat in the living room, she shouted Lan's name, and Ashmida and Kazami Yuka followed closely behind, stepping on the living room of the Lost House in turn.

"Smack~"

"Purple-sama, what's the matter?" The paper door was opened, and the respectful figure of the home-type married woman demon fox Yakumo Lan was revealed.

"Blue, pour me a cup of tea~~" Yakumo Zi's whole person was lazy, and he threw himself on the tatami mat and rolled around on the tatami mat.

"Yes, Lady Purple." Yakumo Lan replied respectfully, then got up to pour the tea.

"Hey, hey, Purple." Ashmida screamed helplessly, he felt that Yakumo Zi had completely forgotten about him and Kazami Yuka. Kazami Yuka looked at her environment with some curiosity, and she also felt that she was in an independent space, which made her interested in Yakumo Murasaki, and she wanted to fight her again.

"Well~~ Ada, if you want to eat, you can do it yourself." Yakumo Zi rolled again, waved his hand with his back to Ashmida, and said.

"How can there be a host who has a treat, but the guest has to cook." He said so, but Ashmida still got up with a wry smile and walked towards the kitchen, as long as he was in the Lost House for the past eighty years, he must have cooked for Yakumo Zi to eat, he had long been used to it.

"Smack~" After Ashmida opened the paper door and walked out of the living room, there was only Yakumo Purple and Kazumi Yuxiang left in the living room, and the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence for a while.

"..............." Kazami Yuka casually found a place to kneel down, and just looked at Yakumo Zi's figure rolling around.

"The wind is fragrant." Probably sensing the gaze behind him, Yakumo Zi straightened up and turned his body to Kazami Yuka, whose pupils that were as bright and dazzling as gold were full of vigilance and sternness at the moment, just staring straight at Kazami Yuka, examining her.

"What's the matter? Yakumo Purple. Kazami Yuka didn't seem to see Yakumo Purple's impolite eyes, and slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, revealing a faint smile. But there was a fierce aura coming out of her body, and the hideous aura made Yakumo Zi feel terrified, and her body was a little sluggish than usual.

"Ada is one of the few best friends of mine, he's been hurt by something, and I don't want him to be hurt in any way." Yakumo Zi also burst out with a powerful momentum to resist the oppression of Kazami Yuka's momentum, and she said lightly: "Kazami Yuka, can I trust you, trust you?" ”

"That man is the only guy who can fight me, and I don't want such a good opponent to disappear." Kazemi Yuka answered the question.

"Is that so?" After Yakumo Zi heard Kazami's words, she stared at Kazami's face, as if she wanted to see a flower on her face.

".................." Kazami Yuka didn't say anything, her scarlet eyes met her purple eyes, and the two looked at each other like this, and the atmosphere calmed down again.

"Smack~"

"Purple-sama, tea is here." The atmosphere was broken by the sound of the paper door being opened, and Yakumo Murasaki's Shikigami and Yakumo Lan were kneeling respectfully in the hallway, with a tray of three cups of hot tea beside her.

"Blue, you put the tea here, go to the kitchen to help Ada." Yakumo Purple motions for Yakumo Blue to put the hot tea away.

"Yes." After Yakumo Lan answered, he withdrew after placing the teacup in front of Kazami Yuka and Yakumo Murasaki.

Perspective shifting

Inside the kitchen

Ashmida was now checking the ingredients in front of her, deciding which dishes to make.

"Well, let me see, there are tofu, chicken, beef, wine, mutton, red mushrooms, .................." Ashmida counted the ingredients in front of him, and he also knew what he would do later.

"Lord Ashmida, Lord Purple asked me to help you." Yakumo Lan lifted the curtain of the kitchen door, walked in, walked over to Ashmida, and whispered.

"Lan, you came just in time, if I guess it's a little troublesome." Ashmida smiled at Yakumo, then raised her kitchen knife and began to process the ingredients.

Yakumo Lan's eyes suddenly lit up when she looked at the various ingredients in front of Ashmida, and she couldn't help but stretch out her lilac tongue and lick her lips charmingly, she felt that the saliva in her mouth was secreting rapidly, and her mouth began to taste a certain taste that she would never forget.

"What's wrong? Blue, why don't you come to help? Ashmida had already started for a while before he realized that Yakumo Lan hadn't come over to help, but was standing on the side and staring at his side, to be precise, staring at the pile of ingredients around him, Ashmida asked a little strangely.

"Lord Ashmida......... That one......... That one......... What I have to do next is ............" Yakumo Blue's twisting and pinching posture made Ashmida a little strange, and after he thought about it carefully, he understood.

"Don't worry, I'll make fried tofu." Ashmida put down the action at hand with some amusement, put his hand on the apron and wiped it, and then put a big hand on Yakumo Blue's little head, and rubbed Blue's hair and ears through the hat.

"Hmm~~Really, really, really?!" Yakumo blushed and looked at Ashmida in surprise as he endured the strange sensation coming from his head, or rather his ears.

"When did I lie to you, little stupid fox." Ashmida flicked on Yakumo's head, and then said softly. He is full of Yakumo Blue, when Yakumo Blue was not transformed into a nine-tailed fox, Yakumo Purple was too lazy to take care of Yakumo Blue who was still a fox, all of them were handled by Ashmida, bathing, feeding, combing, etc., all of which were done by Ashmida, until after Yakumo Blue successfully transformed thirty years ago, Yakumo Blue became independent, and Ashmida taught her housework, and now she is taking care of Yakumo Purple.

"Uh-huh!!" Yakumo Lan nodded excitedly, and watched with anticipation as Ashmida began to prepare the process of fried tofu.

Three hours later

"Ahhh

"Z~~" Kazami Yuka ignored Yakumo Purple's cuteness, and calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, saying, a cup of tea hasn't been finished for three hours?!

"Smack~" Finally, just when Yakumo Zi thought she was going to starve to death, the paper door was opened, and the sound of the paper door being opened at this moment was like a heavenly sound in her ears.

"It's time to eat!" Ashmida walked in striding in with a large tray with 3 or 4 dishes on it, and Yakumo Blue followed closely with the tray.

"Oooooo!!oo Yakumo Zi, who was originally lying on his stomach softly, and his whole person seemed to have his bones drained away, immediately came to his senses, straightened up, and looked at Ashmida and Lan with excitement on their faces.

"Well, that's good." Kazami Yuka twitched her small nose, smelled the tempting aroma of the food, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she nodded lightly.

"I'm moving!" As soon as the last dish [fried tofu] was arranged, Yakumo Zi couldn't wait to reach for the plate, and Yakumo Blue on the side immediately showed a resentful expression as if he had been robbed of his lover.

"Smack!"

"Woo~ Pain, pain, pain! Ada, what are you doing? ”

"Give me chopsticks, stupid!" Ashmida slapped Yakumo Zi's hand, ignored Yakumo Zi's accusation, and pointed to the chopsticks that had been placed in front of her helplessly, and then looked at Yuxiang a little embarrassed: "That's all there are in the kitchen, I hope there can be something you like." ”

"Well, human food, first try." Feng saw Yuxiang sandwiching a piece of kung pao chicken and putting it in his mouth, his eyes lit up, he nodded, and said slowly: "Not bad." ”

"Ada is Yaga!! How is it so good for Yuka! Protest! Protest! Yakumo was upset, and she protested against Ashmida's discriminatory treatment.

"Okay, okay, can't this stop you from mouthing?" Ashmida angrily scooped a red mushroom tofu ball with a spoon and stuffed it into Yakumo's mouth, blocking Yakumo's next words, and then gently sandwiched a piece of fried tofu into Yakumo Lan's bowl, and said gently: "Blue, your favorite fried tofu." ”

"Thank you, Lord Ashmida!!" Yakumo Lan cheered and began to struggle with the fried tofu in the bowl.

"Hot! Scald! Scald!! Yakumo Zi was startled by the tofu balls that were suddenly stuffed in her mouth, feeling the heat in her mouth, and screaming hot, but then she squinted her eyes with a look of enjoyment, quickly chewed the balls in her mouth, and then swallowed it in one gulp, and began to sweep the table with her eyes shining.

"Hey, hey, hey! Looks like I'm the hungriest right now, right?! And that's what I did! Leave me some! Seeing that the food on the table was rapidly decreasing, Ashmida was also anxious and joined the battle group.

"No road race! The guy with slow hands has nothing to eat! Yakumo Zi snatched the food that Ashmida was going to use chopsticks several times in a row, and then said with a smug face.

"The weak, there is no right to complain." Kazami Yuka also began to sweep the table with movements that did not match her flat voice, snatching the dishes in front of Ashmida.

"............" Yakumo Lan was concentrating on the fried tofu in front of him, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the two older girls, and he didn't have time to deal with the hard-working so-and-so.

"Hey, hey, hey! That's too overbearing, isn't it? Ashmida was snatched away several times in a row, and said helplessly as he began to speed up his hand. But the corners of Ashmida's mouth showed a smile of relief, he was not alone, there were people by his side to accompany him.

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PS: A book recommended by a friend of the poor road "When the Night of Fate is Dark"

Introduction

Maybe one day, in our minds, each other's faces and voices will gradually blur with the memories of the past, and those promises that we once swore to keep will eventually be scattered with the wind and cannot be retrieved.

The figure that occasionally flashes in my mind seems so familiar, yet unfamiliar.

However, we were together and will always be remembered by me.

Thank you for being by my side, and good luck - I will pray for you somewhere until the day comes.

Hawkers,It's a little dark in the early stage.,It's quite fun in the back.,And this guy's writing is much better than the poor road =w=.