Chapter 21: ...... What's... Delicate fragrance... Hatchet?
"Hmm! ~~"A ray of sunlight in the morning shines through the window, sprinkled in the room, and shines on the face of the sleeping girl lying on the bed, probably because the sunlight is a little dazzling, the girl wakes up from her deep sleep, and her snow-white little hand gently rubs her eyes, and her face is full of confusion after just waking up.
"Master." Suddenly, a crisp and immature voice sounded from the side, the girl turned her head in a daze, and a petite and delicate figure came into her eyes.
"Good morning, Shanghai...... Shanghai?! Wait a minute!! Alice said hello to Shanghai sleepily, and after a while, she felt that something was wrong, and suddenly came back to her senses, stared at the big blue eyes, and looked at the small Shanghai in front of her in disbelief: "Shanghai, can you speak?!" β
βοΌοΌοΌβ Shanghai heard Alice's words, tilted his little head, and his head was full of question marks.
"So, what happened last night wasn't my dream?" Alice didn't notice Shanghai's doubts, but muttered to herself with a complicated expression: "Uncle, are you really going to get married?" β
"............" Shanghai saw the master's gloomy expression, and immediately felt uncomfortable, but her poor knowledge made her unable to say anything comforting, she could only float to the master's side, hugging the master with her petite body, and comforting the master in this way.
"Thank you, Shanghai." Alice felt Shanghai's hug, looked at Shanghai's worried face, and touched Shanghai's little head with a little relief in her heart, indicating that she didn't have anything to do.
"Xiao Ai, are you up?" A familiar shout came from downstairs, and a strong fragrance slowly wafted in.
"Yes, yes!" Hearing this voice, Alice's spirit suddenly perked up, and she hurriedly responded.
"Come down and have breakfast after washing." The gentle voice is just like in my memory, I have been awakened every morning in those nearly 100 years under this voice, it is this voice that has taught me a lot of things, it is like my father's existence, and it is also the person I love dimly, but he is about to get married.
A few minutes later, with complicated emotions, Alice washed up, and walked down the stairs to the restaurant with Shanghai, the aroma of the food became more and more intense with her steps, so that Alice, who was originally in a heavy mood, raised her appetite a little, and Shanghai on the side was full of stars and full of anticipation.
As soon as they entered the restaurant, Alice and Shanghai saw that breakfast was already laid out on the snow-white tablecloth, fried tender yellow poached eggs with tempting ham slices, coupled with delicate shapes, and a glass of warm milk, all of which made people appetize at first sight.
That's right, this dish, in order to take care of Alice's taste, Ashmida generally cooks Western-style food, and the monotony of Western-style food is notoriously monotonous, as far as breakfast is concerned, she doesn't know how many times she has eaten this ham and egg, and if you eat it so many times, it will definitely be greasy. But Ashmida's craftsmanship turned decay into magic, obviously the same food, but every time I ate it, it actually tasted different, so that Alice never got tired of eating it.
At that time, the thing that Alice looked forward to most every day, in addition to Ashmida teaching her knowledge and taking her to play, was three meals a day.
For a while, all kinds of past events when I was a child were reviewed.
"Xiao Ai, what's wrong?" When Ashmida brought the third serving of ham and eggs from the kitchen, she saw Alice staring blankly at the ham eggs on the table, standing there stupidly and motionless, and suddenly felt a little strange.
"No, nothing!" Alice came back to her senses, quickly waved her hand to show that she was fine, and then walked quickly to the chair and sat down, bowing her head to hide her embarrassment.
"The old man looked at the kitchen in the morning, and the ingredients stored in it were limited, so he could only eat this for breakfast." Ashmida put the ham egg in his hand in front of Shanghai, Shanghai pointed at himself with his little finger in disbelief, Ashmida smiled and nodded, Shanghai immediately happily lifted the knife and fork that was a little huge compared to her, but looking at her lightweight and relaxed appearance, there should be no problem.
"Xiao Ai, the types of ingredients in the kitchen are very monotonous, and there are only a few kinds of coming and going." Feeling Shanghai's cute behavior, Ashmida smiled faintly, took off the apron around his body, put it aside, pulled out the chair opposite Alice and sat down, and said to Alice: "If you do this, you will be malnourished, why do you child know how to take care of yourself so much.............................."
Hearing that long list of nagging, Alice was not impatient, but enjoyed it a little.
How long has it been since you heard it? It's been hundreds of years, and since I returned to the Demon Realm, I haven't seen my uncle again, and I want to look for him, but I don't have any news from him, and I can't find it. It wasn't until a hundred years ago that after feeling the shaking of the heavens and the earth, I learned from my mother that this was caused by my uncle's technique, and he created a world called Gensokyo, so it took me half a day to convince my mother, and finally came to Gensokyo, but what I saw was that he was asleep, and I was disappointed to know that he had to fall asleep because of the fact that he had consumed too much because of the creation of Gensokyo.
Now, after such a long time, I finally see my uncle again, but I know from him the news that he is going to marry Yakumo Murasaki.
I was confused.
But
ββ¦β¦ Sure enough, the uncle is still the uncle. Alice looked at Ashmida's lips that kept opening and closing, and her face, which had been covered with haze, was suddenly occupied by a sunny smile. She has already made up her mind, and the winner has not yet been decided!
βοΌοΌβ Ashmida was confused and didn't understand what Alice meant by these words.
This sluggishness is the same as before. Alice looked at the old man in front of her with a question mark on his face, and couldn't help but sigh silently in her heart, helplessly holding her forehead, no wonder she was attacked by Yakumo Zi's aunt, and she really had to use an offensive against a dull man like her uncle.
ββ¦β¦ Dullness. Shanghai looked at Ashmida and said such a sentence, and his little face was full of helplessness.
βοΌοΌοΌοΌβ Ashmida's questions were about to break through the sky.
What the hell is going on?!! Why does the old man have a subtle feeling of being despised?!
"Nothing, nothing." Alice shook her head, signaling that there was nothing, and then she picked up the knife and fork and cut a small piece of poached egg and put it in her mouth, suddenly squinted her eyes, and exclaimed in enjoyment: "M~~ This taste, it is really delicious made by my uncle." β
"Huh." Ashmida felt Xiao Ai's happy feelings, let go of the doubts in his heart, smiled gently, and was about to say something, but felt a familiar breath quickly approaching.
"Kazi~~" The door of the Western-style pavilion was opened.
"Pop Tower, Pop Tower, Pop Tower." The sound of graceful footsteps slowly reached the ears of Ashmida and Alice.
"Yuxiang?" For this breath, Ashmida is no stranger, this is his friend, the breath of the wind and the fragrance, why did she come here?
"The person who came is Yuka?" Alice put down the knife and fork in her hand and asked a little strangely. When she heard the door being opened at will, she was quite angry, this kind of behavior that did not talk about her master, made Alice suddenly feel that her dignity had been violated, and she wanted to punish the trespasser, but when she heard Ashmida's words, she also carefully perceived it, and found that it was indeed Yuxiang, and she was suddenly a little surprised. She and Yuka have been good friends all these years, she can't be so rude?!
"Sure enough, you're here." After a while, a green figure appeared at the entrance of the restaurant, and the Flower Tyrant wore her long emerald green hair, narrowed her scarlet eyes and looked at Ashmida with inexplicable meaning, and she slowly walked towards the two of them with her legs wrapped in fat trousers.
"Yuka, how are you... Not! Ashmida got up from her chair and walked towards Yuka, and when she was a little puzzled as she went, she wanted to ask something, but the next moment, she was interrupted by Yuka's movements.
When the wind saw Yuxiang, when Ashmida was about 2 meters away from her, she suddenly raised the parasol in her hand, as if using the parasol as a long sword, and stabbed it towards Ashmida's heart at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
An ordinary parasol with a tearing sound as she swung it beyond the limit, leaving no doubt that the sharp tip of the parasol was enough to pierce the steel.
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PS: Again, at the request of one or two guys, I put down their books.
My Gensokyo Journey
When I woke up from a dream, I had no feast, but I didn't regret paying this year.
- A certain amnesiac teenager's trip to Gensokyo.
Because it's a fantasy land in a dream
Because it is a paradise where everyone can be happy
Because, that's love......
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Hawkers, the introduction is very literary, in fact, it is "beep"!
"The Traverser Who Opened the Wrong Goldfinger"
God: Congratulations, you have become the 444444 th time traveler, and you can ask for anything.
Pig's Foot: Really, I want a weapon that can evolve.
God: Okay
Pig's feet: It should be able to be turned into soft girl paper.
God: Okay
Pig's Foot: I want to be able to turn into a blue-eyed white dragon.
God; Good
Pig's feet: I want a huΓ n system, which comes with a soft girl elf.
God: Okay
Pig's Feet: Weapons should be freely changeable.
God: Okay, what else
Pig's Foot: I think I'm going to be immortal.
God: Okay, send it away.
Pig's Foot: Ahh
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