[Comprehensive] The male protagonist is worried about too much money every day

Shuten-douji, who turned into a young man, is half lying on the plump breasts of a prostitute. Even though he is the king of ghosts, after getting used to the strong and mellow sacred wine, he occasionally comes to the world to taste sake brewed from grains. The mountain vegetables after Jane.

Although the taste is bland, it has a unique charm.

Especially without the kid who has been around him all the time.

Yes, even though the current Ibaraki Doji has grown into a big monster that frightens outsiders, in the eyes of Shuten Doji, he is still the stubborn one who walked down the river and shouted to compete with the King of Ghosts and win the battle. negative devil.

Young and immature, but there is light in those half-demonized dark golden eyes.

It was this gleam of light that made the Ghost King, who had nothing to do but spend his days drinking on the mountains and rivers, interested.

Not surprisingly, Ibaraki, who was still human, lost.

He didn't have the so-called samurai's self-esteem, and the young Ibaraki was more like an uncivilized beast, no... Shuten shook his head, even now, that guy is still a beast that can't understand human language.

The desire for power is so straightforward in those dark golden demon eyes, and the sincerity of the strong is also very righteous.

Iraki Doji, who hoped to worship at the foot of the great river and serve the King of Ghosts, was dismissed by Jiu Tun as too weak.

"If you think about it this way, Ibaraki was really easy to kill back then." His whole body was stiff, without flesh, and the white hair on the other end was fluffy and curvy, just like a big white-haired dog.

"Ibaraki?" the beautiful prostitute asked in a low voice, puzzled.

"No, nothing."

For some reason, he always felt that he heard the tinkling bells at Ibaraki Doji's feet in the midst of the music.

However, this is not possible.

That Abe Seimei, who has nothing to look at, told him that the Twelve Great Arrays in Kyoto had already opened, and that guy Ibaraki would definitely not be able to enter without permission.

"Shuten-douji, the person I admire the most! Come and meet me, and then dominate my body!"

The mellow and deep tenor voice came from outside the house with unconcealable excitement. Ibaraki Doji, who didn't know the etiquette of knocking on the door, was already excited because of the increasingly intense aroma of the sacred wine. After the entrenched ancient wood is materialized, it forms a half-faced armor.

The big monster who doesn't know what restraint is, just because of the monster aura released by his emotions, shattered the fragile paper door.

Ignoring the musician and dancer who was panicked by this sudden accident, the musician and dancer who was scared to death, Ibaraki Doji walked forward barefoot, not caring about the fine wine cup fragments at his feet.

"My best friend, I finally found you." The unruly demon knelt down in front of the king in his heart, and carefully swept away the fine debris at his feet with his only left hand. As for Younu, who was trembling with fear after swallowing the wine?

Ibaraki frowned in a rare way, he was very relieved that his best friend was no longer obsessed with that female ghost, but such a thing!

"My dear friend, how can such ordinary people serve you well?"

"Oh?" After being disturbed to listen to Qu Yaxing, Jiu Tun-douji sent away a group of waiters, and no longer cared about human manners and etiquette. The red hair stood tall, like a blooming dahlia.

"Then what kind of woman do you think can serve me?"

"A best friend is so stalwart, like the bright moon in the dark night, how can there be anyone in this world who can stand by your side?"

The same answer made Shuten-douji's eyes look up, and he rolled his eyes big regardless of his own image. Before more nasty words came out of this guy's mouth, Shuten-douji frowned, "How did you get through Suzaku?" Formation?"

He didn't feel the impact of any formation fluctuations.

"As expected of Shuten-douji!" For Ibaraki, even if his best friend changed the subject abruptly, he just continued to close his eyes and bluff in another direction, "Your observation skills are so keen! Lord Ghost King who is sincerely convincing..."

Shuten Doji: ...

He's used to it, really, the ghost king of Dajiangshan has never been afraid of these challenges.

"I turned into a girl and wandered in front of the Rashomon Gate. I met two young men who led me along the Suzaku Avenue."

"Oh?"

Ibaraki · Jiu Tun micro expression analysis full level · The boy shook his almost materialized big tail behind him, "My best friend is interested in those two boys? But one of them is quite appetizing, just from my few words Getting a best friend is a million times better!"

"Ibaraki, let's have a drink with me." Throwing a pot of sake, even though Ibaraki Doji was still chattering and praising, but the tacit understanding cultivated over the years made him catch Shuten and throw it reflexively flagon.

"Of course no problem, dear friend!"

Shuten-douji: Very good, the ears are saved.

This kid would only be quieter when he was drinking with him, and I don't know where he learned it from.

As for the humans Ibaraki mentioned?

The guy who can make the divine beast Suzaku feel jealous and have to tolerate him bringing Ibaraki into Kyoto?

It's really fun.

"Ah!" Qi Mu, who successfully returned to the temporary hotel, sneezed hard.

Kanna, who was tidying up the bedding tonight in a very virtuous manner, was a little nervous, "What's wrong Kusuo, did you catch a cold?"

【impossible. 】How could he catch a cold!

[Someone must be speaking ill of me. 】

"Kusuo, don't make trouble." He had heard from Kurumi's mother that Kusuo hated drugs, but now is a special period.

A little worried, Kanna put aside the two quilts that he specially asked the proprietress to give him. They were as warm as the claws of a small stove, with a bit of moisture, and regardless of Saiki Kusuo's objections, they stuck them on his forehead. .

After quietly feeling it for a few seconds, Shenwu let out a small sigh of relief, "It doesn't look like I have a cold, and my body temperature is normal."

But just in case, it is still necessary to do a good job of prevention.

In this era, there are no special medicines such as cold spirits. If the wind and cold really enter the body, you can either stand by yourself or go to the Yinyang Liao to ask an onmyoji to remove the filth.

As for the latter choice, isn't it the dance master?

The little milk dog proudly patted his little chest, he is familiar!It's ripe!

Saiki Kusuo: [Ugly refusal, no appointment. 】

Sighing, he knew it would be such a result, because he was mentally prepared early in the morning, but Kanna, who was not too disappointed, speeded up the arrangement of the salute, and left a sentence to wait for me here, da da He dragged his clogs and ran downstairs again, wanting to borrow the boss's kitchen.

After giving a small penalty, the landlady's unexpected expression finally improved a little, and she generously said that the utensils in the kitchen can be used as they please, as long as the price is in place, everything is easy to talk about.

I found a basket of old ginger in the kitchen, picked out a plump and fresh piece of it, washed the soil, and cut the ginger into thin shreds, which is convenient for the taste and also allows the ginger juice to be boiled out as soon as possible.

Then pour the prepared shredded ginger into boiling water and boil over high heat, add a teaspoon of brown sugar and start the pot.

Ginger was first discovered as a medicine to dispel wind and cold, while brown sugar moistens the heart and lungs, neutralizes and helps the spleen, and can promote blood circulation. The perfect combination of the two is a good medicine for preventing wind and cold.

Unfortunately……

[I don't have a cold! ] Qi Mu, who was the first to cross the bowl of brown sugar and ginger juice because of the pungent smell, looked at the steaming small bowl with white smoke, and was moved by Shen Wu who took good care of him, but also remained firm. Move refused.

What a joke, if you drink this kind of dark food, you will die!

And he is an almost all-powerful superpower, what is a cold?How could it be possible to defeat him!

"Kusuo, are you serious?"

【certainly! ] The answer was firm.

Kanna didn't say anything, just put the bowl on the table, and then... cried...

Yes, even though the two actions don't seem to have any connection, and the cause and effect of the whole thing are unclear, it just happened.

The grievance and helplessness of being suddenly thrown into another world and the harsh food environment made Kanna finally break out at this moment.

"I actually...actually know." The little milk dog with a crying voice twitched and rambled, "Kusuo, you always think I'm annoying."

Saiki Kusuo: ... He was very surprised that the little milk dog had such self-awareness.

"I don't know anything, I will only cause trouble for you, Kusuo. In the past, there were small desserts such as creme brulee, cappuccino, and Black Forest cake...maintain...maintain our fragile relationship..."

"Now...now, hiccup!" Because the crying was too urgent, causing cold air to enter the lungs, the hiccup was already brought on while speaking, "There is nothing left, Kusuo, are you leaving?"

Qi Mu: [Get up from the ground first! 】

"I don't!" After getting into the horns, Shen Wu directly brought into full play the policy of "splashing, making trouble, and rolling around".

"Kusuo, if you don't drink that bowl of ginger soup, I won't get up!" The little milk dog's threat is fierce!

【Then don't get up. 】Nodded to show that he knew Qi Mu, got into the bed very ruthlessly, and expressed his attitude with practical actions.

The little milk dog, who really couldn't squeeze his eyes out, and the ginger slices in his hand had no effect, was stunned after a burst of heart-piercing dry howls.

Wait, that's not what it says in the script.

"Kusuo, am I no longer your most beloved dog?"

【certainly. ] What exactly caused you to misunderstand this aspect?

Kanna covered his little heart that was shattered into pieces, and smiled firmly, "It's okay, Kusuo abused me in thousands of ways, I treat Kusuo like first love.

Qi Mu: ...Well, the favorability of your first love has finally grown to an epic level of 58 points.

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