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"Put the other things in the warehouse for the time being.

Tidy up the household items in master's room first. Master will need them tonight. "Yamamochi Kokuhiro discussed with Shiro Hado as he walked. He paused.

Then he said, "You don't have to stay there and wait for Firefly. Is it really okay to come with me?"

"It's okay!"

Hado, who was walking in front with an enamel bottle, quickly returned and walked side by side with Yamamochi Kokuhiro.

He tilted his head. "Firefly won't be so fast. He'll probably arrive when we return.

And I also want to see master's room immediately! "

"Master, we're in."

We're in. "Granny Mountain Qie Guoguang knocked on the door and entered the interrogator's room after receiving permission.

Shiro Hado placed the enamel bottle in his hand on the shelf.

He looked around the inquisitor's room and looked around.

He touched it.

He was wiping it happily with a rag.

Gilgamesh was leaning against the sofa that had just been placed. He was drinking red wine and playing with the golden pocket watch.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, he was particularly tolerant of the swords and knives.

"You can rest after you put down the things. It's not too late to tidy up the rest tomorrow.

Go back and change your clothes and go to the hot spring with Wang. "

"Wow!

Going to the hot spring with master?

I'm super happy. "Shiro Hado cheered at the side.

Yamamochi Kokuhiro actually wanted to say that he could continue, but his master's attitude was very strong.

It seemed that he didn't like being disobeyed, and he didn't have the heart to ruin Gilgamesh's rare good mood.

He was looking forward to going to the hot spring with his master.

When Gilgamesh arrived at the hot spring room,

Yamamochi Kokuhiro, Shiro Hado, and Firefly were already waiting there.

Because the inquisitor hadn't arrived yet,

They didn't go in to take a bath in advance.

Thus, the three Fu Mourning God, who had just met each other, sat on the bluestone next to the hot spring and chatted.

Most of the time, Shiro Hado was the one talking excitedly.

Firefly would say a few words from time to time, and Yamamochi Kokuhiro would listen to them in silence, occasionally replying.

"Master, you're here!"

The sharp-eyed Shiro Hado was the first to notice Gilgamesh in the steamy soup room and greeted him happily.

Gilgamesh only had a towel wrapped around his waist. Under his slender neck, his firm chest muscles were clearly defined. His perfect Apollo's belt extended from his abdomen all the way down. The lines of his arms and calves were smooth and elegant. His 100% golden ratio body made the three Fu Mourning God gulp at the same time.

Everyone loved beauty, and the Fu Mourning God was no exception. In fact, it was even more so.

The Divine Inquisitor's perfect figure and his impeccable face were simply too pleasing to the eye. Even if he did not rely on his immense spiritual energy, he still had the miraculous ability to bend a knife.

Although the two little boys didn't understand love, it didn't stop them from staring at their master with admiration and envy.

Gilgamesh seemed to be used to this kind of gaze. He had absolute confidence in his body and strength. He calmly removed the last layer of clothing on his waist and turned on the shower to wash his body.

"Master, let me help you scrub your back!" The three voices sounded at the same time. They looked at each other and lowered their heads.

"Bodo and I will go get some drinks and dumplings." The sensible Firefly dragged Bodo, who was waiting anxiously, out of the room.

Although they also wanted to get close to their master, help their master, and be praised and liked by the inquisitor, they were different from Yamamochi Kokuhiro. Compared to the Lai Sect and the Awada Kou Clan, the Kunihiro Sect was more independent. Yamamochi Kokuhiro spent most of his time alone.

As a rare Katana, they were outstanding in certain aspects and were able to stand on their own. It was easier for them to be liked and valued by their master.

It was obvious that Kokuhiro really liked their master. When he talked about their master, his green eyes shone. Even the odachi with poor eyesight at night could see it clearly.

Firefly adjusted the towel around her neck and picked up the tray with the tri-colored dumplings.

I'll only let you do this once!

Mr. Kokuhiro.

In the future, Ah Ying will also fight for the master's favor.

Gilgamesh sat on a small stool. Yamamochi Kokuhiro knelt behind him, holding up a towel to scrub his back.

The inquisitor was definitely not the kind of man with big muscles. It was not even obvious when he wore clothes. However, even through the towel, Yamamochi Kokuhiro could feel the explosive power hidden in Gilgamesh's body.

"What are you thinking about?"

Gilgamesh felt the scrub on his back slow down. He turned around and crossed his left leg over his right. He lowered his head and looked at the blond Katana who was obviously in a daze.

Yamamochi Kokuhiro obviously did not expect Gilgamesh to suddenly turn around. He was so shocked that he dropped the towel on the floor.

He had to answer the inquisitor's question. "I'm thinking that master's body is really good …" His cheeks were burning red. He quickly bent down to pick up the towel on the floor. "I'll get a new one."

"There's no need."

Gilgamesh had already stood up. He put on a bath towel and walked towards the hot spring.

"Hurry up and take a shower too."

Firefly and Shiro Hado, who arrived late, placed the iced drinks on the bluestone by the shore. They then hurriedly took a shower and jumped into the hot spring one after the other.

"Master, I'll pour you a drink." Shiro Hado held a bottle of wine and swam to Gilgamesh's side.

"By the way, Wang happened to collect a jar of good wine not long ago." Gilgamesh snapped his fingers. A jar of Huadiao wine sealed with red mud floated in the air.

Gilgamesh took out a few exquisitely carved golden cups and asked the Fu Mourning God present, "Do you drink?"

Shiro Hado and Firefly shook their heads. "Thank you, master. We'll just drink."

Gilgamesh didn't expect the two little boys to accompany him to drink. Good wine also needed to be tasted.

The only one left was Yamamochi Kokuhiro, who had been hiding in the corner since a while ago. Three pairs of eyes gathered on the blonde Fu Mourning God.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands in the air tore open the red silk sealing the jar and poured the amber wine into the two golden cups. Gilgamesh waved his hand and a golden cup full of wine flew to Yamamochi Kokuhiro.

"Drink with Wang." The inquisitor was in high spirits. His tone was firm.

"Yes, master."

Yamamochi Kokuhiro took the cup and toasted to Gilgamesh. He then took a deep breath and drank the wine in the cup.

Although he was not a good drinker, he should be able to drink with his master, right?

The alcohol content of Japanese sake was not high. Even someone like Motionless Kaguya could drink a few cups!

Furthermore, this was a rare opportunity to interact with the inquisitor. He did not want to give it up.

What the poor Yamamochi Kokuhiro did not know was that the cup the inquisitor gave him was the authentic Huadiao wine that had been in the cellar for more than ten years. It was very strong!

"Hey, Hado. How long do you think Kokuhiro will take to get drunk?"

Firefly asked worriedly as she watched the blonde man's skin turn red inch by inch. She swam to Shiro Hado's side.

With the Fu Mourning God's physique, it would not matter even if he got drunk. He could still go to the battlefield the next morning. However, Yamamochi Kokuhiro seemed to be slightly different from other Fu Mourning Gods …

"Uh, there's no need to guess. He's already drunk."

As soon as Shiro Hado finished speaking, Yamamochi Kokuhiro, who had no strength to support his body, slid inch by inch into the water.

The surface of the water above his head was bubbling.

Fortunately, the hot spring was not deep. It was only as high as an adult's waist. The two children hurriedly pulled the unconscious Yamamochi Kokuhiro out of the water and helped him onto the shore. They poured soda water into his mouth to relieve the effects of the alcohol.

"Don't, don't dirty me. Master won't like me if I become tattered …" The golden-haired swordsman suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Firefly as he solemnly warned.

After the odachi boy helplessly agreed, he immediately fell asleep and his head sank back.

Fortunately, Hado quickly grabbed Yamamochi Kokuhiro's head and prevented him from touching the floor.

"I'll stay and serve Master. You come and send Kokuhiro back to his room." The two children said in unison.

After arguing for a while, they reached a consensus and resigned themselves to sending Yamamochi Kokuhiro back to his room.

It would not be good if Yamamochi Kokuhiro, who was drunk and talking nonsense, disturbed Master.

Firefall and Bodo looked at each other and understood that since they were the youngest, they were always the ones who were taken care of by their older brothers or guardians in their own sword sects.

When they returned, Gilgamesh, who was satisfied with the hot spring, was sitting on the edge of the hot spring and drinking by himself.

"Master, we're here to help you!" The two little boys sat on either side of Gilgamesh.

The night was still long, and the days spent with their master would continue.

In this era, the Time Reversal Army was only a basic military force. Not only did they not have long-range firepower, even their melee weapons were very weak.

Fu Mourning God, who went out early in the morning, rested for the night and ate breakfast. He was full of energy and brought the best weapons and horses. Logically speaking, there was no possibility of him getting hurt.