This Legend is Fishy Chapter 7

In the end, River was of no help. River was pushed outside by Qingguang into someone's room and looked in the mirror. His whole body was filled with the atmosphere of "California Temple is really awesome!"

California Qingguang was also very satisfied with his masterpiece. He stood behind River and looked at her with his head tilted for a long time. Suddenly he seemed to have thought of something and ran out of the house while saying "Wait a moment" to River. He was so fast that even River didn't have time to call him.

Although I didn't feel anything when Qingguang was there, when familiar people left, I would always feel a little cramped in an unfamiliar room.

Should she go out? She walked hesitantly toward the door, and then almost bumped into someone who walked in from outside.

She probably stepped back too fast, and the other party was worried that she would fall, so he quickly stretched out his hand to help her.

He looked like he had just taken a shower, with still lingering moisture on his body. His wet hair was tied back casually, and his beautiful eyes like the sky were watching him quietly.

His face looked very fair, but it was by no means pathologically pale. The tear mole at the corner of his eye not only did not make him show any coquettish temperament, but made him look more innocent. He reached out and pulled the white scarf around his neck, then bent down and looked a little worried, "Are you okay? It looks like I scared you."

River shook her head quickly and raised her head slightly. The petals of the hairpin on her head were illuminated by the sun and flashed with a pale white light.

A little doubt quickly flashed through Yamato Mamoru's eyes. He stared at the little girl in front of him who was dressed a little strangely, but his voice was still gentle, "Which family of divine examiners are you from? Are you lost?"

River shook his head and was about to explain when he saw California Qingguang running back with something.

"Huh? Anding, you're back!" He had no instinct at all to break into someone else's room. Instead, he squeezed past the owner of the room and got in very naturally.

Yamato Mamoru sighed calmly. He was completely accustomed to the behavior of his companions. He stepped into the room and looked at the girl who was pulled indoors by Qingguang and sat down.

"This is the new partner who just arrived today~" California Qingguang said in a relaxed tone. He gently held the soft and slender hand of the little dagger, and then carefully applied the cold nail polish to hers. on nails.

Qingguang did not use the same intense red as him. Even the nails of the girl in front of him looked round and cute. It was obviously more suitable for the pink color that is full of girls' hearts.

However, Yamato Mamoru stayed in place and reflected on the meaning of Qingguang's words for a few seconds.

"Wait a minute...isn't this the judge of a Honmaru?"

"Of course not. There have been no drills recently, so there shouldn't be any interrogators coming."

That's right. Yamato Mamoru looked down at the little girl who had an obedient expression and stared at her nails. After Qingguang's words fell, she almost immediately turned her head to the side, revealing a somewhat shy expression. Smile "It's our first time meeting you. I'm so sorry for suddenly appearing in your room."

Yamato Mamoru Anding didn't mind this. He had been staying in the dojo. He obviously didn't know about the arrival of a sword girl in Honmaru. Faced with his new companions, Anping was a little at a loss and rubbed his hair, and then used extreme force with River. Similarly, he said with a shy smile, "That doesn't matter at all."

California Qingguang glanced at him sideways, then pointed at An Ding's wet hair, "Didn't I tell you many times that if you don't dry your hair, you will catch a cold? Do you want to take those nasty medicines made by Yao Research?" ? "

When it came to Yaoyan's medicine, An Ding trembled subconsciously.

As the doctor of this pill, Yaoken's medicine is a perfect interpretation of the bitter taste of good medicine. As long as you take a sip, you will be 'conquered' by the medicinal taste that seems to stick to your tongue.

"Then it's better to let Dadian Taidian sit next to me all night." Even though he would feel inexplicable pressure, it was still better than being forced to take medicine with Yaoyan's stern eyes.

While muttering in a low voice, he listened to Qingguang's words, put down his tied hair again, and then wiped his hair carefully with a towel.

River, who had finished applying nail polish, was sitting upright and staring at him. California Qingguang, who was opposite her, completely handed over the center of his body to the table in front of him. He supported his face with his hands and looked lazily "using the hair dryer." Wouldn't it be faster to blow dry?"

When he heard the word hair dryer, Xiao Yu, who was interested in new things, immediately responded, "What is a hair dryer?"

"Huh?" Qingguang turned his head and looked at her for a few seconds, then smiled, "Want to try it out?"

River nodded without hesitation.

... An Ding's hand wiping his hair stopped. He looked at Qing Guang who was explaining the usage to Xiao Yu, and his mood was very complicated.

What's my opinion? !

However, when he looked at River walking towards him with the hair dryer, he couldn't help but said to her, "Be careful of tripping over the wires."

The contrast between River's clothes and her petite figure is really great. She looks like a delicate and slender girl, but she looks like an ordinary human girl.

Although he knew that the other party was a sword, An Ding could not help but treat the other party as an ordinary human being.

But soon, he had no time to worry about whether the other party would fall. Because the girl who walked next to him raised the hair dryer in her hand in a very stiff posture.

It's like a person holding a gun with both hands for the first time.

Yamato Mamoru's mood was complicated when he was pointed at by the fake gun, but the other party said to him with a serious face, "I'm going to start!"

Should I say yes? An Ding couldn't help but show a helpless smile, "Relax, it's just a hair dryer."

River nodded seriously and then pressed the button.

Her hand seemed to move slightly at the moment when the hair dryer buzzed. Yamato Mamoru noticed this keenly. He felt that although the girl in front of him was acting extremely serious and calm now, at that moment, she I was really scared.

What, he is still a child after all.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and smile.

The girl carefully stretched out the hair dryer, and then gently pulled up his hair with her other hand. It was as if what he was holding in his hands was not soft hair, but some precious treasure.

Yamato Mamoru had the illusion that he was being cherished for a moment, and the fingertips touching his ear seemed to be warmer than his skin, and the deep-colored sleeves in his peripheral vision were like the dark night. The steady breathing coming from the low hum is as reassuring as the breeze passing by the face in midsummer.

Then the next second, he heard a slightly surprised voice coming from behind, "Huh? Why does it feel like a strange smell?"

"It's probably burnt." Before An Ding could react, California Qingguang replied calmly.

...ha?

The buzzing beside him stopped suddenly, and then the fingers that were originally in his ears quickly moved to the hair on the back of his head.

"Really...really...what should I do?" There was obvious panic in her tone, but before An Ding could speak, California Qingguang had already arrived.

"You put the hair dryer too close!" He seemed to be complaining, but there was still a smile in his eyes.

Yamato Mamoru swore that the guy in front of him was definitely seeking revenge for the opportunity he had today to join forces with Brother Nagasoya.

But it doesn't matter. Although the opportunity to join hands with elder brother Nagasoya is rare, he has plenty of time. He can ask Hasebe to let him compete with the friends in front of him a few more times when lining up the hand join list.

The smile in Qingguang's eyes, who inexplicably sensed the dangerous aura, stopped. He pretended to be nonchalant and fiddled with An Ding's hair, and then said to the little dagger beside him, whose eyes were wet and very self-blame, "Don't be sad. You see---Isn't this completely invisible?"

Am I not the one who should be comforted the most?

An Ding sighed helplessly, and waved to the pitiful-looking little dagger. When the other party obediently came over, he reached out and ruffled her hair.

He ignored Qingguang's complaint of "Hey, I just combed this!" Guanghua's flowing eyes showed an extremely gentle color, and his thin cherry-like lips were gently raised, and there was a hint of emotion in his voice. With an inclusive smile, "Look, it's even."