"Kokuhiro, Master asked us to help you!"

Outside the courtyard, Yamamochi Kokuhiro was working when he heard someone calling him from afar. He stopped what he was doing and was about to look up when Shiro Hado ran up to him.

"Oh my god!

Kokuhiro, where's your sheet? "Shiro Hado asked in surprise as he pushed up his glasses.

Hado suspected that his eyes were playing tricks on him. Just like his glasses, he could not imagine what it would look like if he took them off one day.

Yamamochi Kokuhiro was a little embarrassed to be seen by someone other than his master. He lowered his head, and his blonde hair covered his eyes as he asked in a low voice, "Are you the new Blade?"

"Yes, but it's not 'I', it's' we '!" Shiro Hado added, "And Firefly!

He came with me and hasn't arrived yet. Please take care of him from now on. "

Yamamochi Kokuhiro nodded. "Please take care of me... I was only summoned by Master today."

"Put the other things in the warehouse for now. First, tidy up the household items in Master's room. Master will need them tonight."

Yamamochi Kokuhiro discussed with Shiro Hado as they walked. He paused and said, "You don't have to stay there and wait for Firefly. Is it really okay to come with me?"

"It's okay!"

Hado, who was walking in front with an enamel bottle, quickly turned back and walked side by side with Yamamochi Kokuhiro.

He tilted his head. "Firefly won't be so fast. He'll probably arrive when we return.

Besides, I want to see Master's room immediately! "

"Master, we're in," Yamamochi Kokuhiro knocked on the door and entered the Inquisitor's room after getting permission.

Bodo Toshiro placed the enamel vase on the shelf and looked around the inquisitor's room. He looked here and there, touched here and there, and wiped with a rag happily.

Gilgamesh was leaning on the newly placed sofa, drinking red wine and playing with the golden pocket watch. Perhaps because he was in a good mood, he was very tolerant of Blade and Blade. "You can rest after you put the things down. You can tidy up the rest tomorrow.

Go back and change your clothes and go to the hot spring with Wang. "

"Wow!

Going to the hot spring with Master?

I'm super happy! "Bodo Toshiro cheered at the side.

Yamamochi Kokuhiro actually wanted to say that he could continue, but his master was was very firm. He did not seem to like being disobeyed, and he did not want to spoil Gilgamesh's rare good mood.

He was looking forward to the hot spring with his master.

When Gilgamesh arrived at the hot spring room, Yamamochi Kokuhiro, Shiro Hado, and Firefly were already waiting there.

As the Inquisitor had not arrived yet, they did not go in to take a bath. So the three Fu Mourning God, who had just met each other, sat on the bluestone next to the hot spring pool and chatted.

Most of the time, Shiro Hado was the one talking excitedly. Firefly would say a few words from time to time, and Yamamochi Kokuhiro would listen to them quietly, occasionally responding.

"Master, you're here!"

The sharp-eyed Shiro Hado was the first to notice Gilgamesh in the steamy hot spring room. He happily greeted him.

Gilgamesh only had a bath towel wrapped around his waist. Under his slender neck, his firm chest muscles were well-defined. His perfect Apollo's belt extended from his abdomen all the way down. The lines of his arms and calves were smooth and beautiful. His perfect body made the three Fu Mourning God gulp at the same time.

Everyone loved beauty, and the Fu Mourning God was no exception. In fact, it was even more so.

The Divine Inquisitor's perfect figure and his impeccable face were simply too pleasing to the eye. Even if he did not rely on his immense spiritual energy, he still had the miraculous ability to bend a knife.

Although the two little shotas didn't understand love, it didn't stop them from staring at their master with admiration and envy.

Gilgamesh seemed to be used to such gazes. He had absolute confidence in his body and strength. He calmly removed the last layer of clothing on his waist and turned on the shower to wash his body.

"Master, let me help you scrub your back!" Three voices sounded at the same time. They looked at each other at the same time and lowered their heads.

"Bodo and I will go get some drinks and dumplings." The sensible Firefly dragged Bodo, who was waiting anxiously, out of the room.

Although they also wanted to get close to their master, help their master, and be praised and liked by the Inquisitor, they were different from Yamamochi Kokuhiro. Compared to the Lai Sect and the Awada Kou Family, the Kunihiro Sect was more independent. Yamamochi Kokuhiro spent most of his time alone.

As rare swordsmen, they were outstanding in certain aspects and were able to stand on their own, so it was easier for them to be liked and valued by their master.

It was obvious that Kokuhiro really liked their master. When they talked about their master, the light in his green eyes was so bright that even the odachi with poor eyesight at night could see it clearly.

Firefly adjusted the towel around her neck and picked up the tray with the tri-colored dumplings.

I'll only let you do this once!

Mr. Kokuhiro.

In the future, Firefly would also come to fight for their master's favor.

Gilgamesh sat on a small stool. Yamamochi Kokuhiro knelt behind him, holding up a towel to scrub his back.

The Inquisitor was definitely not the kind of man with big muscles. It was not even obvious when he wore clothes. However, even with the towel between them, Yamamochi Kokuhiro could feel the explosive power hidden in Gilgamesh's body.

"What are you thinking about?"

Gilgamesh felt that the hand on his back had slowed down a little. He turned around and crossed his left leg over his right leg. He looked down at the blond swordsman who was obviously in a daze.

Yamamochi Kokuhiro obviously did not expect Gilgamesh to suddenly turn around. He was so shocked that he dropped the towel on the floor.

He had to answer the Inquisitor's question. "I was thinking that master's body is really good..." After saying that, his cheeks were burning red. He quickly bent down to pick up the towel on the floor. "I'll get a new one."

"No need."

Gilgamesh had already stood up. He put on a bath towel and walked towards the hot spring.

"You should also quickly wash up and get down."

Firefly and Shiro Hado, who had arrived late, placed the iced drinks on the bluestone by the shore. They then hurriedly took a shower and jumped into the hot spring one after the other.

"Master, let me pour you some wine." Shiro Hado held a bottle of wine and swam to Gilgamesh's side.

"By the way, Wang happened to collect a jar of good wine not long ago." Gilgamesh snapped his fingers. A jar of Huadiao wine sealed with red mud floated in the air.

Gilgamesh took out a few exquisitely carved golden cups and asked the Fu Mourning God present, "Do you want to drink?"

Shiro Hado and Firefly shook their heads. "Thank you, master. We'll just drink."

Gilgamesh didn't expect the two little boys to accompany him to drink. Good wine also needed to be tasted.

The only one left was Yamamochi Kokuhiro, who had been hiding in the corner since a while ago. Three pairs of eyes gathered on the blonde Fu Mourning God.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands in the air tore open the red silk sealing the jar and poured the amber wine into the two golden cups. Gilgamesh waved his hand and a golden cup full of wine flew to Yamamochi Kokuhiro.

"Drink with Wang." The Inquisitor was in high spirits. His tone did not allow any refusal.

"Yes, master."

Mountain Granny Qie Guoguang took the wine cup and toasted in Gilgamesh's direction. Then, he took a deep breath and drank the wine in the cup.

Although he was not a good drinker, he should be able to drink with his master, right?

The alcohol content of Japanese sake was not high. Even someone like Motionless Kōkō could drink a few cups!

Furthermore, this was a rare opportunity to interact with the Inquisitor. He did not want to give it up.

What the poor Yamamochi Kokuhiro did not know was that the wine the Inquisitor gave him was authentic Huadiao wine that had been in the cellar for more than ten years. It was very strong!

"Hey, Hado, how long do you think it will take for Kokuhiro to get drunk?"

Ying Maru looked at the blond man whose skin was turning red inch by inch and swam to Toshiro Hiroshi's side and asked worriedly.

Although the Fu Mourning God was strong enough to get drunk, he could still go to the battlefield the next morning. However, Yamamochi Kokuhiro seemed to be slightly different from other Fu Mourning Gods …

"Uh, no need to guess. He's already drunk."

As soon as Shiro Hado finished speaking, Yamamochi Kokuhiro, who had no strength to support his body, slid inch by inch into the water.

The surface of the water above his head was bubbling.

Fortunately, the hot spring was not deep. It was only as high as an adult's waist. The two children hurriedly pulled the unconscious Yamamochi Kokuhiro out of the water and helped him onto the shore. They poured soda water into his mouth to relieve the effects of the alcohol.

"Don't, don't dirty me. Master won't like me if I become tattered …" The golden-haired swordsman suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Firefly as he solemnly warned.

After the odachi boy helplessly agreed, he immediately fell asleep and his head sank back.

Fortunately, Bodo quickly grabbed Mountain Granny Qie Guoguang's head, preventing him from coming into close contact with the floor.

"I'll stay and serve Master. You come and send Kokuhiro back to his room." The two children said in unison.

After arguing for a while, they came to a consensus and resigned themselves to sending Yamamochi Kokuhiro back to his room.

It would not be good if Yamamochi Kokuhiro, who was drunk and talking nonsense, disturbed Master.

Firefall and Bodo looked at each other and understood that since they were the youngest, they were always the ones who were taken care of by their older brothers or guardians in their own sword sects.

When they returned, Gilgamesh, who was satisfied with the hot spring, was sitting on the edge of the hot spring and drinking by himself.

"Master, we're here to help you!" The two little boys sat on either side of Gilgamesh.