Please support genuine subscriptions. If you don’t have an 8o% subscription, please come back in 72 hours. Therefore, no matter how you look at it, the servants of this job introduction should not be close to the Lord.

But Fujimaru Rika and Kuchulin a1ter get along very well.

"Hey? Ask me the tips for getting along with berserker?"

The young master with a tender and childish face bit the spoon, and there was a little soft white rice between his lips and teeth. He seemed to think this topic was very interesting. He narrowed his eyes and licked his mouth, and then whispered in his breath after getting closer.

"It's not just a trick, but I think as long as I look at their eyes and speak seriously, be friends with everyone with all my heart, I think whether it's berserker or other servants in the job, I should be able to get along well~"

Da Vinci, who got this answer, was a little unbelievable at first, but in the subsequent series of Chaldean daily life, the omnipotent man had to admit one thing-

If Fujimaru Rika has the ability to control or lead any follower, then Fujimaru Rika has the ability to live in harmony with any follower that is comparable to it.

The black and blue-eyed boy is a soft cloth. It is just right in the sun. It has both a warm temperature and a fragrance of sunshine. It is not sharp but not fragile, and it is as peaceful and stable as a small animal with a urn at the tip of his nose in the afternoon - fluffy and harmless. Even if he bites it in anger, what is left is just a shallow tooth mark that does not hurt or itchy and will naturally dissipate in a few minutes.

*

Although I am still not used to tatami things, Fujimaru Rika no longer complains quietly like those in the first two days. It seems that the boss of the Izakaya, Damn, also saw that he was a weak and weak child who had never suffered much. Rather than asking him to work here, more of them were thinking of temporarily taking him in as Xiaoyu.

"Tengmaru kun."

Xiaoyu, the prosecutor and maid in Izakaya, used her cold machine fingers to rub the boy's soft head.

"If you feel bored, you can go out and play with friends."

Occasionally, when Wanshi House is not working, he would go shopping in Kabukicho with Shimura Shinhara and Kagura. He had been to Shinbashi's dojo where there were almost no people. He put on loose disciple costumes and practiced using a wooden knife. With just one fight, the tiger's mouth lost its weapon. Shinbashi mocked him and said he was a spoiled young master. As a result, a few minutes later, a saber 1i1y with a pure white skirt rushed into the dojo, opened his beautiful green eyes to help him find the place from Shinbashi, and then left like the wind. The only thing left was that the young man had broken heart and broke, and the new bastard broke his love from the mysterious Miss Jin.

Also a young and young friend, Kagura would occasionally ask him to ride two Dingchun on a whim. However, Fujimaru Rika, who was essentially just an ordinary person, obviously could not adapt to the way to walk the dog in the fighting race. In the end, he could only chew Kagura and Dingchun into two pieces of jealous kumbu, quiet as a chicken, watching Kagura and Dingchun turn into rockets and run away quickly.

In addition to the two friends of Wanshi House, Rika gradually met many people in Kabukicho. In addition to the boss of Takahara, who was committed to poaching him to be a cowherd and Mr. Killer of No1, Saigo, the shemale club, said that he hoped that Rika would work in her (?) store. Even the servants of the spirit-like sermons followed suit: the young rider with red eyes encouraged him to learn to be a delicate boy from the handsome Cowherd guys, while Kuchulin A1ter still pointed at a light blue female kimono to signal.

Of course, he refused all the urges of the Cowherd Shop top brand or the owner of the shemale club, including the two followers.

——Find it out, simple personality and stupidity are different. Do you really think I don’t know what these two stores do specifically?!

"It's okay, it's great to see the shop with Miss Xiaoyu. It's better to say that you can help like this, and I'm very happy for me!"

Yes, in the past half month of working in Izakaya, Fujimaru Rika has a very clear understanding of his housekeeping skills. Although he has trained a lot of chores in recent days, he can even flow out of his wrists than full-time housework. The mechanical maid Xiaoyu who removes his wrist is just a toilet brush. Just a human half-baked master Fujimaru Rikari can do his best to practice according to what Saber 1i1y said.

Just as Xiaoyu was chatting with Rika, Gintoki Sakata from Wanshi House brought back a 7 or eight-year-old kid from outside.

"My name is Haruta."

The child who was introducing himself was flashing with some hope.

*

Perhaps because her mother-in-law is born to be soft-hearted, a boy named Haruta soon became a helper in an izakaya with Lixia. Compared to Lixia, who seemed a little clumsy, Haruta, who obviously suffered a lot outside, seemed even better when doing things.

But compared to this, what made Lixia the most trouble was that Haruta is now living in the storage room with him.

——It’s over, isn’t this completely impossible to make everyone who is a servant?!

If you communicate, you can complete the conversation through a spell. If you are a regular magician, it is the most correct way to keep the spiritual son-in-law standby and hide it instead of letting the servant appear meaninglessly and waste your magic.

But Fujimaru Rika is just a lonely and clumsy boy with innocent personality and dispersed from his sister.

After confirming that Haruta had already slept in the quilt, the young master who had been unable to meet the servants for several days quietly lifted the quilt and then tiptoed out of the room. Moreover, because he was worried that he would be seen by an acquaintance in the izakaya, he walked a while longer, and finally made the servants realizing it in the absence of a person under the bridge by the river.

As soon as he confirmed that there was no one nearby, the slender and flexible rider was the first to pounce on him and hug him on the waist.

"Wow, master, I miss you so much! Wow, I don't care, let me take a few more puffs of master—"

"Although you thank you for your longing for me, what is that 'sucking'? I'm not a cat."

"I know~ I know~, a master is of course not a cat-type, but a clumsy and thumping dog-type."

"Why are you not sure that you are complimenting..."

Before he finished speaking, the young master who was firmly held by Alexander suddenly soared into the air. When he turned his head and saw his tail covered with spiked thorns picking up his back collar, he slapped Fujimaru, who was poked by spiked thorns, fearing pain, and being spoiled, Lixia quickly gave up the struggle honestly.

"Berserker! The tail is very dangerous!"

"No, I've noticed."

"But I'll be scared!"

——No, master, your behavior is not so much a childish act of spoilingness.

Andersen's eyes were dead. Although his CV was a guy who often matched with perverts (Zi An Wuren), he now felt that compared to the rider who always liked to hold the waist of the lord and the berserker who always wanted to use his tail to circle the lord tightly with his tail, he and the support servant saber 1i1y borrowed from his sister Rika are the most normal characters.

Just when the young master unconsciously lifted up the Shura field, the golden-green-eyed girl king suddenly looked up and looked at the night with stars above his head with a happy expression.

Noting that the female servant in a pure white dress was a little strange, Fujimaru Rika soon came to her side.

"Saber·1i1y, what happened?"

"Yes, I finally sensed it..."

Pure and sweet saber·1i1y, which is as pure and sweet as a lily just blooming, reveals the happiest smile so far.

"My Lord, your sister-Lixiang, has finally begun to approach us!"

Yes, saber 1i1y determined the location of Fujimaru Rika with her intuition. Although the real master of the girl's servant was still unable to approach the Earth's near-Earth orbit outside the atmosphere,... who made the heroic spirit such a completely unreasonable and powerful existence?

"Ah, yes, my sister's words must have... no, she must have seen the information about that pet competition!"

The young master with black and blue eyes was excited with saber 1i1y. However, unlike these two people who were almost equivalent, the rider and berserker behind Lixia showed expressions that seemed to be about to eat Shimura Miku's special egg roast.

——Ah, these two people are finished.

An Ritian, who had seen Fujimaru Rika's strong desire to protect her brother, had already figured out how to use the green squares that were recycled from the store in the future.

Unfortunately, the next second, they patted caster Andersen's shoulders, one left and one right.

[Hey, Andersen, you won't sue the master's sister, right? Right, right?]

[If you dare to say it, you will kill you.]

——Very good. The sound on the left is rider, and the one on the right is that the berserker doesn’t run away.

Although he had the awareness of "casters and other things are all working overtime", for Andersen, who defined the moment of work as the kingdom of heaven and determined that working hours were hell, just like now, who had to take care of young, innocent and ignorant masters, not to mention that even the messy Shura field between the Lord and the servants was forced to get involved.

——Ah, whatever you want, please end it quickly so that I can go back to Chaldean and rest.

Her mood...How is Rika feeling?

Will you be scared? Will you be sad? Will you be sobbing and stowing the golden-red body into the soil of the garden downstairs when you were a child, holding your sadness and trying to wipe away your tears with the back of your hands? Or will you hide in the quilt and cry behind your back, but the next day you force yourself to look like you are fine and face the reality?

After all, is it really like her after becoming a sister?

The unspeakable anxiety was starting to boil bit by bit, and even the pain in the magic circuit in the body caused by excessive magic output was no longer so clear.

Ah... Speaking of which, what are the things happening to Mr. Sakata and Haruta now?

Things that need to be considered and worried come to my heart one by one, as if the soap bubbles blown out of the children's hands in summer were raised, and a large piece of them flew out in a flash, mixed with worries about his sister Lixiang, which quickly allowed Lixia to get rid of her sleep state.

The back of the head was a little dull and numb, and the girl in a pure white dress was holding the holy sword in her hand tightly to guard the vicinity. Obviously, saber 1i1y was more accustomed to acting as a knight than giving Lixia a knee pillow that could definitely heal people's hearts.

“…1i1y? Where are the berserker and rider? And the god-power?”

"As soon as I wake up, I ask this?"

It seemed that he was a little worried about the young master, but when Lixia looked at her with the look of "Please tell me", saber·1i1y still told the truth.

"Berserker and rider have become physically transformed into Turin in order to reduce the consumption of magic power, and are now by your side. The caster has just released the treasures given by the spell and transformed into spiritually, but just in case if he is still observing the situation from Mr. Sakata, he can call him back immediately if necessary."

"Where is the divine power?"

"That person's words were pulled away by berserker before."

Lixia lowered her head and lowered her head when she heard this answer, but soon he cheered up again.

"Before I had time to ask him about his sister... By the way, maybe saber 1i1y saw the direction he was knocked away?"

"Huh? I saw it, but I haven't come back since the other party. I think I might have left...or maybe?"

It seemed that I thought that when I first came to this special point, I had slept for a long time, and the black young master immediately grabbed saber 1i1y's hand.

"Compared with those, now, saber 1i1y, tell me, how long have I been sleeping?"

"Hey? Is it time?" Jin's girl Yingling thought for a while and said, "Because there is no clock nearby, the exact time is unknown, but there is... it should be less than 10 minutes..."

After hearing this answer, the young master raised his arms and got up from the ground. Perhaps because he had been accustomed to tatami in an izakaya before, even if he was lying on the ground, his body would immediately recover after a moment of stiffness.
Chapter completed!