How did the little judge appear?

Walking on the street, the purple-haired youth fell into deep thought as he looked at the girl who was happily hugging a watermelon in front of him.

After returning to the camp, he didn't tell anyone about this, and even calmly told her not to tell anyone.

The others only thought that Ichijō used up his monthly salary to buy watermelons for everyone. For this, they were very touched and thanked him.

Hajime Saito was silent.

Naive.

After Sakura finished washing up, she laid on the bed and hugged the money left over from buying watermelons and vegetables. Her eyes were shining as she thought: Little judge.

This time, it wasn't just one piece, but a whole box of little judges.

It really appeared!

Sakura felt like she was about to suffocate. She dizzily buried her head in the blanket as the fragrance of sunshine filled her nose.

She suddenly became a rich person.

So happy.

"Master is so cute."

Qingguang poked Yamato Moriyasu's body that he had scooped up, as if he didn't see the black spots on it.

"But, with so many little judges appearing all of a sudden, even Mr. Saito with facial paralysis would be shocked."

"This is very dangerous, Admiral."

Kendo pinched his eyebrows as his expression didn't look too good.

"When will you remember it?

If this continues, if someone finds out … "

Kendo didn't finish his words as he was stuck.

The girl in the image seemed to have unlocked some skill as the little judges disappeared again.

"Oh!

So magical! "The girl excitedly made the little judge box appear and disappear, having a lot of fun playing with it.

"Am I not a human, but a monster?" The girl muttered to herself.

"Hahaha, master's imagination is also very strong." Qingguang heard the girl's words and laughed until tears came out.

Kendo looked at him expressionlessly.

Stare …

The next day.

Shinsengumi's camp.

As soon as he came back, the faint fragrance in the air aroused his appetite. Yongcang Shinpachi tiptoed through the courtyard, causing Harada Zuonosuke behind him to be speechless.

The second and tenth divisions had just returned from patrolling outside. Because they were ambushed by lawless wanderers, their blue feather weaves were stained with blood.

"Shinbaki!

It was better to go back to the room and change first.

Breakfast won't run away. If you're covered in blood, Sakura will be scared. "

"Wait, Zuo Zhi."

Nagakura Shinpachi looked at the kitchen not far away and gulped. "I just want to take a look in the kitchen. I definitely don't want to steal food."

The burgundy haired youth raised his hand to his forehead and stepped forward to grab the back of his collar, dragging him in the direction of the room.

"Go back to your room and change your clothes!

If you continue like this, not only me, but even the deputy commander won't let you in for dinner. "

"Ah ah … wait a minute, let me smell it again, Zuo Zhi!"

The sound of footsteps could be heard.

"Hachi Chan, Zuo Zhi." Fudō Heisuke crossed his arms and looked at them with a smirk.

"What are you guys doing?"

"Hirasuke?" The two saw him and subconsciously looked up at the sky.

Although the sky was bright at this time, the sun was only slightly up.

If it was any other day, he would still be sleeping at this time, waiting for someone to wake him up for breakfast.

"It's still early, right?"

Harada Sanosuke let go of his hand and unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth. "It's rare that Hirasuke is up so early."

Nagakura Shinpachi scratched his head and looked him up and down. Smelling the rich fragrance in the air, he suddenly understood and laughed. "I say, Hirasuke, could it be that you can't sleep?

Well, smelling this, I feel like I can eat a cow. "

"Humph!"

Hirasuke glanced at them and quickly said. "Hachi Chan and Zuo Zhi should go and change clothes first!

I'm going to the kitchen to help. "

"Hey!" Looking at his back, Nagakura Shinpachi shouted. "Brat, don't eat!"

"Hahaha!

No!

I want to eat all of Hachi Chan's side dishes!

And Zuo Zhi's! "

"Hirasuke!

Hey! "

"Hey hey!

Don't burn me. "

Harada Sanosuke shrugged his shoulders and went back to his room with a helpless face.

Well, maybe today's breakfast can be looked forward to.

"Sakura!

I'm here to help! "A young man's voice full of vitality came through the wooden door.

The young girl who was busy in the kitchen shook her wrist gently and put the prepared sauce into the pot and continued to stir-fry.

"Hirasuke, you're here.

Can you help me put the cooked food into the pot? "

Fudō Heisuke took a deep breath and kept swallowing the overflowing saliva in his mouth.

"Okay."

She poured the cooked miso soup into the bowls and put the rice into the bowls.

Fudō Heisuke went to Sakura's side and opened his eyes to see what was in the pot.

"What is this?" Red, yellow, yellow, it looked very strange.

"Oh … tomato scrambled eggs … I think." Sakura shook her head and said the words that suddenly popped into her mind.

"What a strange name."

Tengtang Heisuke muttered. His gaze shifted to her face, and he suddenly revealed a shocked expression.

"Ah!

Your face is so ugly, are you sick? "

Her face was pale, and there were obvious dark circles around her eyes. There were also red blood vessels in her eyes, it really looked like she was sick.

"No, no!" Sakura quickly shook her head and smiled very brightly.

"I was too excited, so I couldn't sleep."

"Excited?"

Fudō Heisuke suddenly realized. "So you didn't sleep well because you had to cook for us?"

"No …" It was not like that, because she suddenly became rich, so she was excited.

Sakura opened her mouth, but thought of Ali's warning yesterday, she still did not explain.

"Let's not talk about this!" She guiltily changed the topic. "Once we put this away, we can start eating!"

"Oh!" As soon as she said that, Tengtang was suddenly full of energy.

The two of them worked together to put all the food into the table and sent it to the room where the officers of the Shinsengumi ate.

As for the team members' meals, Mr. Minamoto would arrange it.

As usual, Sakura carried the table back to the room.

The officers came in one after another.

Hijikata Toshizo and Isamu Kondo were the last to come in, and they were shocked when they saw the angry eyes staring at them.

"What's wrong?

Why do you have such an expression? "Hijikata Toshizo calmly knelt down, and he was a little confused.

Isamu Kondo noticed something and laughed. "We're late, sorry!"

"It's okay, Mr. Kondo." Okita Sōji looked at him with a smile. "It's all Mr. Toshizo's fault for being too slow."

Although the others did not say anything, their eyes clearly meant the same thing.

"Director, that's enough." Hijikata Toshizo's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "Let's eat!"

Everyone couldn't wait and said in unison, "I'm starting!!"

"Wow!

It's delicious! "Fudō Heisuke took the lead and took a bite of the tomato scrambled eggs, and he was instantly conquered by the sweet and sour taste.

"This tofu …" The purple-haired young man took a bite of the tofu stuffed with meat, and his blue eyes glowed. He said quietly, "It's delicious."

"Hmm … it's really good." Okita Sōji narrowed his eyes and tasted the sweet and sour taste on the tip of his tongue, and looked around the room.

"Eh?

Sakura went back to her room to eat again? "

"Yes!"

Fudō Heisuke protected his food as he replied, "Sakura said that she can't eat for the next two days, and that she can only eat with us in two days."

"Oh?" The young man raised his eyebrows. "Why?"

"I don't know.

She didn't say. "

"She can't eat for the next two days ~" Okita Sōji glanced at the person sitting next to him and asked maliciously, "Ichijō, do you know why?"

"… No." The purple-haired young man lowered his eyes. "I don't know."

"Ah ~ ah ~ Ichijō doesn't know either …" Okita Sōji looked at his reddened ears and chuckled.

"Then there's no other way."

"Hachi Chan!

That's mine! "The young man angrily used his chopsticks to pick up the food on Nagakura Shinpachi's table.

"Hehe!

Eat it all! "Nagakura Shinpachi proudly ate the delicious food that he snatched from him.

Isamu Kondo and Hijikata Toshizo, who were sitting at the top of the table, pretended not to see anything and continued to eat the food in their bowls.

"Was Sakura the one who made breakfast today?"

"Yes, Mr. Toshizo." Okita Sōji smiled at him.

"I thought your memory was like that of an old man's."

Hijikata Toshizo: "…" Do you feel uncomfortable if you don't insult me for a moment?

"Sakura said that she wants to take turns cooking with everyone." The one who spoke was Hajime Saito, who had just put down his bowl and chopsticks.

Tsuchikata nodded to show that he understood. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Mr. Minamoto, what do you think?"

"This …" Mr. Minamoto looked embarrassed. The kitchen was an important place for the Shinsengumi. Generally speaking, only the cadres could enter.

"If I remember correctly, Miss Sakura was brought here by Saito -kun, right?"

Shannan Keisuke smiled slightly and said gently, "If it's a small surname, it should be fine, right?

Deputy Chief Tsuchikata. "

"Also, Mr. Minamoto is in the kitchen." So, you can try not to do anything in the future to avoid hurting my stomach.

Even though he didn't finish his sentence, strangely enough, everyone understood what he meant.

For a moment, the room was silent.

"Then, Saito, Sakura will be your small surname from now on." Hijikata Toshizo coughed and looked at the director. "Mr. Kondo, is this okay?"

"Yes, I'll leave it to Ah Sui." Isamu Kondo nodded without hesitation.

"Thank you, Deputy Chief." Hajime Saito bowed his head and thanked him.

The sunlight shone through the wooden window onto the tatami in the room. It shone on the side of his face, and his chiseled jawline looked extremely soft.

Sakura was very happy when she learned that she had become Hajime Saito's small surname. She cooked for half a month, and almost all the cadres gained a few pounds.

"Master has completely become a nanny!" Qing Guang complained to Yamato Moriyasu, who couldn't transform.

"Really, when can I recover my memory?

Master. "

"It's so boring … I can't get out of the array …"

"It's going to rust …"

"This Mr. Okita is quite similar to you. Hey … let me tell you …"

Moriyasu, who couldn't transform.