"Hey, Ying."

Ying. "Ai Ran turned her head." Why are we lying on the roof … "

Firefly: "Shh."

He opened a crack.

He looked down cautiously and carefully: Junka Hoshino was concentrating on her English homework.

"Seriously."

Firefly could not help but complain in a low voice, "Master has never worried about these things before..."

Aizen Kunitoshi came over.

"Master is working hard." He touched his head with a look of

Sympathy. "She spent the day in her room approving documents, and at night, she still has to finish school homework."

She was glad that she did not have to go to school.

Firefly snorted.

Aizen chuckled,

He asked, "Then,

Ying, are we going to stay on the roof to protect master now? "

"Yes,

We can only stay on the roof, "Firefly said unhappily.

Aizen sighed and looked into the room with the same action as Firefly.

"Sanri Yue Temple always looks at ease..." he was shocked and hesitated. "Master is making tea for Sanri Yue Temple.

But master is doing homework... is Sanri Yue Temple really okay? "

Junka: Thank you for the invitation,

Not okay,

But there was no other way.

"The main hall doesn't have to take care of me like this," Sanchū Sōjin said. "After all, homework is more important, hahahaha."

Qie Yuanchi, who was next to them, also secretly looked at them.

Junka made tea for him. "After so many years,

I'm probably used to it. "

"Yes, yes, the main hall is a good child."

Sanchū was like an old grandfather,

He praised gently.

"... although I'm praised by you,

But I don't feel that there's anything to be proud of. "She turned her head." Cheiyuan-kun, do you want some tea? "

"Hey!

Thank you, senior. "

"You're welcome." Junka took his cup,

Her gaze swept across the test papers on his desk that were full of red crosses, and then she said nonchalantly, "Cheiyuan-kun is the same as me."

Qie Yuan was even more confused now. "What?"

"Always getting the basics wrong," she replied.

"Is there?

Senior sister, are you okay? "Qie Yuanchi also looked at her test paper." This is the only one that's wrong … I chose C.

Eh, senior, that's not what skinship means here. "

Sanchū's gaze slowly shifted to him.

"Senior Hu Lang just told me that I can't use that word here."

Akaiya thought for a while and decided to give an example. "For example … Senior, if Mr. Sanchū next to you has skin contact with you, it's definitely not appropriate to use skinship."

Junka: "…" Was she hallucinating? Why did she hear several familiar voices laughing?

Sanchū Sōjin took a sip of tea and ignored the discordant laughter. Instead, he said magnanimously, "Hahaha, so that's how it is."

"It doesn't matter if you use it normally, but during exams, you have to pay attention to … uh, pay attention to what?"

Qie Yuanchi thought hard for a while. Under the dual gazes of Junka and Sanchū, he looked at Senior Hu Lang, who was furiously writing. "Senior Hu Lang, can you help me take a look at this question?"

Senior Hu Lang was stunned. He looked at Marui Bunta, who was surrounded by the three giants of Tachikai, and then took his homework and sat down across from Akaiya.

"Let me tell you first, I haven't finished my homework yet, so I can't help you check your English homework right now," he said sternly.

"… I didn't call you here to help me check my homework!"

Qie Yuan rolled his eyes and pointed at Junka's wrong question. "Senior, when is skinship used again?"

Junka Hoshino helplessly facepalmed.

"Well, that's enough, Chihara-kun …" She weakly interrupted him and said, "I understand. I'll pay attention to it when I take exams in the future."

As for the "skinship" that would occasionally appear from the three suns and moons, that was just the old man's curiosity about new things, and he would occasionally go a little off topic. Once he accepted it, he felt that it was quite loving.

Qie Yuanchi nodded unwillingly.

"By the way, Akaiya, I also have a question for you."

Senior Hu Lang opened his notebook, which was filled with dense notes. "What was the knife that Minamoto no Yoshitsune used to commit suicide?"

Junka's hand trembled as she held the pen.

She saw that Akaiya and Sanchū Sōjin were whispering to each other, and she couldn't help but pull on Sanchū Sōjin's sleeve.

Sanchū Sōjin put down his teacup and lowered his head slightly. "The main hall?"

"Is Jinjian in the room?" She asked.

"No."

Junka exhaled.

When Jinjian Sōjin was cultivating, he accidentally found that the knife in Minamoto no Yoshitsune's hand was not his. He wrote her a letter in a daze, which scared her out of her wits. She almost went out to find him.

But in the end, she was stopped by the other three masters in This Pill.

"By the way, Sanri Yue Temple, do you know how many people are in the room now?"

Junka counted with her fingers. "Sakie and Kishimaru are in the corner, Firefly and Aizen are on the roof, and you are next to me …"

"Haha, in terms of perception of Reiki, I'm not as good as the main hall."

Sanchū Sōjin said leisurely, "But, there are more knives here than the main hall guessed."

Junka suddenly felt that the room was a little crowded.

"Don't worry. Under normal circumstances, no one will disturb the main hall."

As soon as Sanchū Sōjin finished speaking, Candlestick Tachibana came in with a tray.

Junka couldn't help but look at Sanchū Sōjin.

"Haha, this is not a disturbance," Seiji said casually.

"Wow, it looks so exquisite." Marui Bunta's attention was immediately attracted.

He quickly took a pig-shaped pastry, stuffed it into his mouth, and exclaimed happily, "It's so delicious, thank you."

"You're welcome," Candlestick Tachibana replied gently.

"Candlestick Tachibana is a good cook," Xingura Goshi said.

Candlestick Tachibana smiled politely. "Because Masamune also likes to cook."

Junka Sōjin: "Oh."

"Masamune?" Xingura Goshi asked curiously.

"Yes, you should have heard of his name. He's Date Masamune."

…

Gasps could be heard from all over the room.

"Sigh."

Junka Sōjin gave up on herself and took a bottle of plum wine from the next table, which she hadn't touched at noon, and poured herself a full glass.

"Everyone's real age is obviously quite old, but sometimes they're unexpectedly childish … What do you think, Sanri Yue Temple?"

She tilted her head, wanting to get Sanchū Sōjin's approval, but she couldn't find Fu Mourning God anywhere.

… Where was he?

"Are you looking for your father?"

Author has something to say: This chapter is too short. Write a bigger chapter for the next one.

The swordsmen are trying their best to peek at the screen … Here's the question, how many swordsmen are there in the room?

Explain the strange frequency of recent updates!

I'm out of town, and I'm temporarily staying at someone else's house. My period just came … So it's really inconvenient for me to write, and it's not good to stay up late.

I wrote this chapter on my cell phone while I was shopping with my brother's family …

I hope everyone can understand!

QAQ

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