"Lord Ashmida, breakfast is ready." Just when Ashmida felt uncertain about the future of the Great Sacrifice, a gentle voice mixed with a hint of charm that even his master had not been aware of reached Ashmida's ears.

"It's blue." Only then did Ashmida come back to his senses, and saw that it was his own wife-style god Yakumo Blue (♀) who had slowly stepped into the courtyard, and at the same time noticed that a small black head was hiding behind Yakumo Blue (♀), and from time to time he leaned out curiously and looked curiously at the male nine-tailed Yakumo Blue (♂) standing beside Yakumo.

After hearing the information that breakfast had been prepared, Ashmida nodded at Yakumo Blue, and then turned his head to look at Yakumo, who was still lying on the round table in the pavilion with a broken thought, rather helplessly.

"You better be more restrained in this way, go on like this, let alone a thousand years, the old man is afraid that you won't be able to impress her for 10,000 years, she is such a dull person, you have to be active, but don't fall off like that........." said Finally, Ashmida couldn't help but shudder, he just deleted what he had been attacked by Yakumo Zi back then, and briefly told Yakumo, but seeing Yakumo's eyes shining, he felt that there was little hope............

Thinking of this, Ashmida couldn't help but shake his head, and then he got up from his chair, walked out of the gazebo, and slowly walked towards Yakumo Blue.

Looking at Yakumo Lan's meticulous dress, as well as the same faint expression as usual, Ashmida was a little embarrassed. Because of his running away from home during this time, Yakumo Zi estimated that there was a lot of trouble, whether it was the work of dissuasion, or the person who was responsible for dealing with the aftermath in the end, it must be Yakumo Blue, it was really hard for her.

"You've worked so hard, Blue." Ashmida slowly stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Yakumo's little head, stroking Yakumo's ear through the soft hat.

In the past, when Yakumo Blue had not yet taken shape, her favorite activity was for Ashmida to comb her hair. Ashmida wanted to praise her this time, and in his absence, it was really thanks to her that she didn't make anything happen to Yakumo.

"Where, where, where, where! This、This is what I should、Should do!! Feeling the subtle touch on the ears of the fox on the top of his head, the human ears on both sides of Yakumo's blue face suddenly turned red, and the snow-white cheeks also flushed, and the pure but charming face was like boiling hot water.

"Meow-sama!! ~~"A certain orange meow that has been hiding behind Yakumo Blue is not paying attention to the male Purple Lord and the male Blue Lord at this time, and he threw himself straight into Ashmida's arms and sprinkled Jiao.

"Hehehe, is Orange obedient? ~”

"Really......... What a powerful man......" Yakumo in the gazebo not far away looked at the happy trio who were getting along with each other in a daze, looking at Orange Meow's coquettish expression, Yakumo Blue's shy face and the appearance that Ashmida was accustomed to.

, if he had this kind of technology, he would have married Ah Shi home a long time ago!! Sure enough, the apprentice's decision was right!!

"Compared to Lord Asha, this Lord seems to be more dangerous." Yakumo Blue (♂) also nodded silently behind his master's back.

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Half an hour had passed, because it had taken a little time to wake up a certain girl.

Now all the people of the Lost House are gathered in the living room, sitting in turn around a large low table.

In front of everyone is a breakfast carefully prepared by Yakumo Blue (♀).

Rice made from carefully selected mulched rice, natto with a pleasant color, salmon fried just right, freshly beaten raw eggs, and fragrant miso soup.

Well, very traditional Japanese breakfast.

".................." Yakumo held a rice bowl with rice in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, but he kept his eyes bulging and his mouth wide open.

"Ah~~~" helpless and doting voice.

"Ah~~" with a natural coquettish and loving voice.

Right across from him, this burst of sound struck his heart with the impactful images.

I saw Yakumo Zi sitting lazily in Ashmida's arms, and Ashmida fed her one bite at a time, and from time to time because she hadn't eaten cleanly, she let Ashmida wipe the corners of her mouth, this look, just like a child.

"Really, Purple, you're too lazy like this." Although he felt very happy, Ashmida was still a little embarrassed when he felt Yakumo's hot gaze, and lowered his head to cover up his shyness by complaining.

"I don't want to think about who made us unable to lift a little strength in our whole body until now, we don't care, Ada, you have to be responsible." Hearing Ashmida's complaint, Yakumo Zi raised his hands angrily, pulled the handsome face above him, and said angrily.

"Ahem, cough, ahem!!" Ashmida's face flushed instantly, and she coughed again and again to hide her embarrassment.

"Hum hum~~" After seeing Ashmida soften, Yakumo Zi proudly raised her white chin, and then pinned the weight of her whole body on the wide and warm chest behind her, enjoying her husband's tenderness comfortably.

"I said......... Don't put flashbangs again......" Yakumo looked at a certain couple who were desperately releasing flashbangs, he slowly put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, waved his hands with a decadent face, and looked at Yakumo Zi and Ashmida with an expression that was about to cry.

Lost, lost, lost, looking at the scene of the female self and the male Ashimida Qingqing me, Yakumo really thinks that is really another self?! Why hasn't he been able to attack Shi Jiang until now, and the old woman who claims to be seventeen years old has already married Shi Jiang's male isotope!!!

"That..."

"Hmph~~ It's you guy who is so useless!" Ashmida put down her chopsticks a little embarrassed, and was about to say something when she was interrupted by Yakumo Murasaki. I saw Yakumo raising his chin arrogantly and looking at Yakumo with contempt, with a look of disdain.

"A child as good as Ah Shi sauce didn't eat it at the beginning, you are so tender!!" Yakumo Murasaki had already stood up from Ashmida's arms, and she was condescendingly dressed in Yakumo, who was still sitting on a tatami mat.

"Looking at the way Ashi-chan looks, you don't even have kisses, do you? Don't sue us, you're still in the position of friends and lovers?! Yakumo lowered his head decadently, Yakumo Zi was right, his biggest achievement over the years was just holding hands, and there were only a limited number of hugs......

"Ahhh Is this stupid guy really another me?! Yakumo Zi grabbed her long hair a little irritably, and when she saw Yakumo's appearance, Yakumo Zi was angry.

Sure enough, at this time, you have to appear by yourself, and you have to pull it anyway because it is also your own parallel world isotope.

It's definitely not taking the opportunity to make trouble or something~ How can we be such a good person to do that, hehehe~~

"Take advantage of the big festival, you are like this, like this, this and ..............." Yakumo Zi hooked his finger at Yakumo, signaling him to come over with his ear.

"Oooooo!!oo This is Yakumo's passionate cry after hearing something.

"........................" looked at the two of them in full swing of discussion, and Ashmida was speechless, discussing how to attack the big husband in front of the person who was considered a party?! And the process is to go to the festival, buy snacks, sprinkle some [special seasonings] into the snacks, and then take someone to [quiet place] to rest, what is such a bad idea?!! Are you sure that after being recognized by Ah Shi, the favorability will become negative?!

Looking at Yakumo, who was red-faced and red-eared and excited about the bright future sketched by Yakumo Murasaki, Ashmida deeply regretted, is this really called Yakumo Murasaki?! Isn't it something else??

At the same time, Ashmida once again felt worried about the future of the Great Sacrifice, from the previous Hakuri father and son, to now this Yakumo is already very unreliable, so what about the others..................

Can the big festival really be held smoothly.........