The Sealer of the Sword

Although it was confirmed that Alice was safe and sound, Shanghai did not dance anymore, and even seemed to have lost her original interest, just doing nothing, turning around and flying in the direction of the Magic Forest in the distance. past...  

It wasn't until the little body disappeared in the forest of magic that Yan Ye sighed lightly, turned around, and looked back at the two "Masters" written on the location in Shanghai just now.

In the end, there was no conclusion.

On Sakuya's side, seeing that the current matter seemed to have been resolved, she nodded slightly towards Yan Ye, and said, "Then, I'll go back first."

"Oh, goodbye, well, even though I say so, I'll be going to your place tomorrow."

After all, Remilia and Paqiuli seem to be throwing tantrums, but Ye still doesn't understand why they're throwing tantrums.

After Sakuya nodded to Yan Ye, she went back with the purchased ingredients.

Standing in the same place, Yan Ye turned his head to look around, and found that the humans who were all scattered just now have what to do now.

Well, after all, for the humans here, this is already everyday.

Without seeing the figure of Fujiwara Meihong, Yan Ye also walked straight to the house.

All the ingredients have been bought and thrown into the backpack. Yan Ye still cooks dinner at night.

5.8 Although the meal time seems to be shorter.

Yan Ye never expected Bahamut to cook from the beginning. They have both known each other for so long, and Yan Ye has never seen Bahamut cook once.

No.

It should be said that with Bahamut Nanizi's character, if she could cook, the sow would probably be able to climb a tree.

Thinking like this, Yan Ye walked back home and stretched out his hand to open the door—

He saw that the dining table in the living room was full of ready meals, and Bahamut Nanzi, with an expression of nervousness and anticipation, was sitting at the dining table.

(PS: Re-downloaded the old roll 5, re-installed the mod, um, and then the computer blew up again, it's a dog.).

1711. Longevity! Bahamut is cooking!

this situation-

Yan Ye was stunned for a moment, Yan Ye was dumbfounded, and Yan Ye turned around to go out to see if there was an old sow on the tree in front of the house.

Then Bahamut yelled "Where are you going, you bastard?!" from behind.

To be honest, if Bahamut really raised his voice and roared angrily, no one would be able to bear it. Xiaowu Loli would probably go crazy. After all, Bahamut was a dragon, and it would be a dragon's roar in the old roll 5. .

Nothing is wrong.

But with that being said, Yan Ye still circled the dining table and turned back and forth a few times.

As if looking at rare treasures, Bahamut, who was sitting at the dining table with a nervous and expectant expression, immediately showed the expression of wanting to beat Yan Yeren.

When Bahamut is happy, when he is angry, it shows directly on his face, so he can understand it just by looking at it.

Knowing that he continued to turn, it was estimated that Bahamut would just slap his face with a dish after waiting, so Yan Ye still stopped.

Then he stood beside Bahamut, with a look of astonishment as if he saw Yakumo Zi dancing in a striptease—no, it should be said that it was already a frightened expression, and he just looked at the scent on the table in front of him. ——Ah, I don’t know the taste, but the color and fragrance are there.

But having said that, why do you always like to use Yakumo Zi as an analogy recently, and she still dances striptease or something, is the resentment too deep?

Shaking his head and putting irrelevant things to the back of his head, Yan Ye stopped the language a little, pointed at the dishes on the table in front of him, and said, "This is... you did it?"

"Ah."

"It's a long life!"

Then Yan Ye was kicked to the ground by Bahamut.

Getting up from the ground, Yan Ye patted his clothes habitually, even though there was no dust on his face, and then ran back to Bahamut with an expression of "It was!", and pointed his finger again. Those dishes opened their mouths and said, "Have you cooked? Have you cooked? What the hell—!? That one is delicious and lazy to cook—'"—"

Then Yan Ye was kicked to the ground by Bahamut again.

"What! What is delicious and lazy to do!"

It seems that he was provoked by Yan Ye's exaggerated performance. Bahamut directly stretched out his little hand and patted the table continuously, making the poor table let out a sour moan. At the same time, Bahamut stretched out his small hand, pointed at Yan Ye, and shouted, "Didn't you bastard say you want to have a concubine!"

"Eh? When did I say that? Ah ah ah - I remembered, I really remembered, so Xiao Ha, put down the chair in your hand first."

Temporarily changed.

But it also allowed Bahamut to succeed, and put the raised chair in her hand back to the ground.

but--

That's Bahamut's, right?Oh, the one from Bahamut?

That Bahamut, who has always been clothed and stretched out his hand to eat and opened his mouth, looks like a supreme emperor, but now he actually cooks himself?

Do you let the solitary one who dares to say that she is Bahamut, whom the eldest Miss Remilia can't even win, to cook?

This is no less than Yakumo Zi jumping... Forget it, let's not compare Yakumo Zi, I always feel that Yakumo Zi will pop up from various places and reward myself with a gap.

　But this matter, it is better to say that the picture of the current situation has an extremely large impact on Yan Ye, so big that he has refreshed his world view.

So that Yan Ye couldn't help but sat beside Bahamut with a worried expression on his face, stretched out his hand to lift Bahamut's bangs, and then leaned in and pressed his forehead against Bahamut's forehead. .

After feeling the temperature, Yan Ye became even more puzzled, and subconsciously said, "It's strange, you don't have a fever?"

"..."