The streets of Manya were very long, and several main roads intersected with each other. However, the things sold there were not properly sorted. Various roadside shops were squeezed together, and there were even a few alleys that were dedicated to setting up street stalls.

In order to attract customers, the shop owners could not wait to put their products on the road. Fortunately, the road was still wide, so the people who came and went did not have to rub shoulders with each other. But occasionally, when there was an event in Wan Wu House or a festival celebration, the streets of Wan Wu House would become very crowded. It was very easy for the customers to get lost. Fortunately, today was just a very ordinary day.

Yiqi Yizhen and Candlestick Cutting walked side by side on the street. Occasionally, they would stop to look at the ingredients and spices sold by the roadside. There were also small snacks that children liked.

"So," Yiqi Yizhen was a little puzzled as he carried the ingredients. "You specifically asked me to help you carry these things?"

"Ah... it's not like that. Gokusen asked me to bring these. He said that he was not willing to let me cook for the Lord alone, and he also wanted to show off his skills... Ahem, I thought that you are more familiar with children's preferences and body shapes, so I asked you to help me buy some clothes for the Lord."

Yiqi Yizhen smiled and said, "So it's for the Lord... Although I haven't been to Manya for a long time, I still remember the locations of the clothing stores that my younger brothers liked. Let me lead the way."

As he led the way, he said to the candlestick, "Actually, it's best not to buy too many clothes at once because they grow very quickly. It's enough to buy one season's worth of clothes each time. When the season changes, buy according to the new size."

"... You really know very well." Obviously, Fu Mourning God did not grow taller...

Yiqi Yizhen coughed twice, and his cheeks were slightly red. He smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "For the time being... I have watched a lot of parenting programs." Last night, he could not help but flip through the parenting books.

Candlestick Cutting could not help but have a deep respect for the 'child psychology' and 'child behavior' experts in This Pill.

There were always a lot of short knives in children's clothing stores.

As far as the eye could see, Candlestick Cutting saw at least Strike Shiro Tatō, who was standing in front of the dressing mirror and repeatedly looking at her little dress. Next to her was Fujishiro Maeda or Fujishiro Thick, who were urging her to quickly decide which one to buy.

However, as soon as Yiqi Yizhen appeared, the short knives immediately focused their eyes on him. In a short while, Yiqi Yizhen was surrounded by short knives.

After all, there were only a few Four Flower Tachi. Without a brother, they could only use other people's brothers to satisfy their cravings.

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Yiqi Yizhen patted the heads of the daggers one by one. His tone was full of pity, "There are still too few daggers in this pill."

"…" Kuri Tiaguchi was already the biggest family in Honmaru.

The short knives knew their limits. Even if they liked to stick to Yiqi Yizhen, there was a limit. Even if they were reluctant to leave, they left after saying goodbye, giving them time to shop.

"Master's height..." Yiqi Yizhen recalled, "About 100 centimeters. The error is not more than 5 centimeters."

100 centimeters. Normally, it should be the height of a four-year-old child... not a six-year-old child.

The two of them tacitly did not discuss the growth and development of their master.

"She needs two sets of pajamas, a few sets of daily clothes to change into, and underwear." Yiqi Yizhen made a conclusion. "Is there anything else to add?"

"Buy two more hats. It's best to cover her eyes. No, it doesn't seem good. It's too dangerous to cover her eyes..."

Yiqi Yizhen did not ask why they should buy hats. He just made a suggestion, "How about buying a hat with a brim? Master is short. As long as it covers her eyes, she won't look at others. Naturally, she will feel safe."

Candlestick Cutting suddenly understood.

Yiqi Yizhen continued, "In addition to hats, buy two sweaters?

They are warm, resistant to dirt, and can cover the face. "

Candlestick Cutting sincerely felt that asking Yiqi Yizhen for help was the right thing to do.

In This Pill, Cut Long Grain. was standing outside the inquisitor's room with a look of despair. He held a feather duster in one hand and a rag in the other.

Oh no!

He wanted to clean This Pill, but he unknowingly went up to the second floor. He even found an excuse to enter the room. In the end, he lost to desire!!!

… No, no, it was not desire. This was the standard procedure. He shook his sword and entered the standard procedure of This Pill!

Moreover!

He just wanted to do a normal, ordinary, and ordinary self-introduction. There was no need to use cleaning as an excuse. Yes, there was no need.

Cut Long Grain. put down the cleaning utensils in his hand, reorganized his emotions, and knocked on the door. "My, my lord, I am Cut Long Grain., who just added This Pill yesterday."

The normal self-introduction in This Pill was not useful here. Cut Long Grain racked his brains and could only squeeze out this sentence.

… And he did not dare to open the door without permission.

Find, find a topic. He had to find a topic that the lord was interested in!

"Isn't the name Cut Long Grain. a bit strange?

It is because my body is very sharp. I can cut the tea shed with a light press, so I took … "Cutting down the tea shed for no reason was definitely not something a child would be interested in!

Cut Long Grain. stiffly changed the topic, "Speaking, speaking of which, I used to work for the Kuroda family. But if you go back further, that murderous Oda Shin …" It was not suitable for a child to hear!

"Just, just a slip of the tongue. Let's talk about something else … Right, right, because my two masters were Christians, so after I became the Fu Mourning God, I dressed more like Christians …" Why should I talk about religion with a child!

Just when Hasebe was feeling hopeless about his eloquence for the first time and was about to go to the dissection room to end it all, he suddenly heard the sound of a child running anxiously from inside.

The sound stopped when it reached the door. The sliding door was gently pulled open, revealing a gap.

As if it felt that it was not enough, a small hand reached out from the gap and grabbed the door, widening the gap even more.

Ryūsei held on to the door and timidly poked his head out. His silver eyes stared at Cut Long Grain. without blinking, his soft childish voice was filled with surprise and hesitation. He even used some grammatically incorrect honorifics, "Are, are, you, a … god?"

Cut Long Grain. was a little confused as he answered, "I … can be considered a god, but I am only the last Fu Mourning God …"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the pair of lifeless silver eyes slowly light up.

The light bloomed very slowly.

But it was firm and without the slightest hint of confusion. It spread out in the child's eyes.

It was as if a flaming star was thrown into a silent and cold lake, startling a burst of light and waves, bringing a temperature that was enough to burn people.

"God … Lord!"

Manya and This Pill relied on coordinate transmission to communicate. Therefore, although shopping was tiring, going home was easy. The two returned to This Pill with a pile of clothes and shoes in their arms, inexplicably awkward.

Although Yi Zhenyi had said at the beginning that they should not buy too many clothes, they still unknowingly bought enough clothes and shoes for the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

… Fortunately, they had plenty of money for This Pill.

But when he thought of the source of the money, Yi Zhenyi could not maintain his smile. But it only lasted for two or three seconds, and then he returned to his usual gentleness, "Strange, the Five Tigers Retreat always welcomes me when I go out … but they are not here today."

No matter where he went, even if it was a peaceful place like Manya, the Five Tigers Retreat would always wait at the door of This Pill to say "welcome home" to him. They were never absent.

Candlestick Cutting knew about this and was a little surprised when he heard this, "Are they delayed by something?"

The two of them looked at each other and did not know why they were a little scared.

The two of them tacitly put down the clothes in the corridor. One of them went upstairs to find their lord, and the other went to find their younger brother.

In the end, they did not find their lord, and their younger brother was nowhere to be seen.

When the two of them met downstairs, their faces were rather ugly.

This Pill was actually very big. After all, there were at least fifty to sixty rooms for the Fu Mourning God to live in when it was built. There were also necessary training facilities and living facilities. It was actually a little difficult to walk around This Pill in an hour, and it was even more difficult to find people.