$ Chapter 389 Yinglili’s Straight Ball

"What secret creation! This is the company, you dirty girl with a head full of yellow garbage!"

A certain blond idiot who was more stubborn the happier he was muttered.

"In that case, let's stay and help, what do you think, Kato-san?"

"Hurry up and go back to help Aunt Mikiko prepare lunch!"

Eri pushed Kasumigaoka and Kato Megumi's backs and personally sent them out of the company.

When the girl returned to the president's office, she saw Hojo Kyosuke gently wiping the blade of "Silver" with a towel he found from nowhere.

Looking at Kyosuke's focused eyes looking at the sword, and his gentle and careful movements, Eriri felt bitter in her mouth and couldn't help but pout.

Really, I should have given him a bottle of Coke, so that he could drink it and it would be over!

Although, although the girl specially prepared the gift because she knew that Hojo Kyosuke liked the sword, at this moment she actually experienced a strange feeling that she often saw in the notebook.

No wonder the wives of those swordsmen would commit suicide.

Thinking of this, Eriri walked angrily behind Hojo Kyosuke who was sitting on the sofa.

"You're back."

I've been back for a long time! You've only seen me now!

The girl yelled in her heart, and then pretended to say casually:

"This sword is really beautiful."

"Yes."

Hojo Kyosuke smiled and responded, it's really good, the swords made by modern technology are good, even if the iron was cut just now, the blade was not damaged. The blade pattern called Inazuma, which is as winding as lightning, is still so beautiful.

It's really good, it's worthy of the gift carefully selected by Eriri. Hojo Kyosuke felt that the gift he prepared for Eriri was a bit too simple.

It's not beautiful at all! Isn't it just a piece of rotten iron!

The girl who just proudly showed off to Kasumigaoka how much effort she had spent to find this precious sword, now stared at the sword held in Hojo Kyosuke's hand as if it was a thorn in the eye.

"It's really worthy of being a knife forged by a master." She continued to induce him while holding back her anger.

"The technique is indeed important, but the more important thing is the progress of smelting technology." Hojo Kyosuke said seriously. This is not a sharp blade that can be made by the spirit of a craftsman with a soldering pen in his hands.

"Yes."

If you like me so much, let your dad send you to blacksmithing too!

"Is it better looking than mine?"

Eriri suddenly asked. She wanted to see if this stupid chores would really say...

"How is it possible!"

The girl's thoughts were not finished when she was interrupted by a decisive voice.

"The reason why this knife is beautiful is because it was given by you, Eriri. If it was not called "Silver", I would have thrown it to Xisaki to help maintain it."

As he said this, Hojo Kyosuke paused, turned his head, and looked suspiciously at Eriri, whose face was full of smiles and whose body was still twisting.

This guy, is he jealous of a knife?

"Eriri, are you jealous?" Even Hojo Kyosuke felt a little unbelievable, because Eriri had just given him this knife!

"Ah! How could anyone be jealous of a knife!"

Eriri, who was twisting her body happily, froze in laughter, and then immediately frowned and scolded coldly.

You are 100% jealous!

Hojo Kyosuke, who confirmed his guess, decisively finished the maintenance of the knife and said with a smile:

"I think so too, how can a knife be more beautiful than a person, let alone Eriri."

"Hehe, isn't that natural!"

Eriri tried to keep a serious look, but she was already smiling.

"Next time, I'll give you something better next time!"

As she said this, the girl walked around the sofa and sat next to Hojo Kyosuke, reaching out to pick up the silver on the table.

"Go on, didn't you cut fruit before? If you don't take good care of it, it will rust, right? Is this how you treat the gift I gave you?"

"..."

Hojo Kyosuke shook his head and chuckled a few times, and took the knife from her without exposing the girl's little thoughts. With Eriri's carefree personality, he was worried that she would be hurt.

Pointing to the maintenance kit on the table, he introduced the use of each item one by one.

"I have just finished cleaning the blade, and the next step is to polish the blade with polishing powder. Just use this powder ball to gently tap on the sword body, and the powder inside will run out, and then wipe and polish it with a soft cloth."

After saying that, he picked up the mallet-like powder ball in the box and handed it to Eriri, and then he turned the knife horizontally with the blade facing outward in front of the two.

Eriri took the powder ball, pinched the wooden handle, and looked at the cold and shining blade, feeling a little scared. But then she thought, if a zombie virus suddenly broke out in Tokyo, wouldn't it be like she was protecting Kyosuke when he used the knife she gave him to chop off the zombie's head?

As soon as this thought came to her, the girl immediately felt that the work of maintaining the sword was really important.

Bang

The powder ball filled with polishing powder hit the blade, making a soft knocking sound.

The girl turned her head and cast an inquiring look at the boy next to her, and saw an expression of pampering and affirmation.

"Huh, it's not difficult~" The voice was extremely excited. It was obviously such a boring thing, but it became so interesting in an instant.

Dong-dong-dong, she kept tapping on the sword until the entire knife was covered with white powder.

"Then you wrap the blade with a soft cloth and wipe it back and forth, right?"

After saying that, without waiting for Hojo Kyousuke to speak, Eiri picked up a soft blue cloth on the table and held the blade between her thumb and palm.

"It's up to me to do this. I'll get hurt if I'm not careful."

Looking at Eiriri's movements, Hojo Kyousuke said quickly.

"Fool!"

Seeing his anxious look, the girl cursed first, then lowered her head and muttered in a low voice:

"If you were worried about me getting hurt, wouldn't you hold my hand!"

Um? Hojo Kyosuke's eyes widened.

"What are you doing standing still? Do you want me to teach you such a small thing?"

The girl's voice was soft and inaudible at first, and then became delicate and confident.

Really, what is this idiot still thinking about.

Eiriri raised her head and looked at Hojo Kyousuke with her little face raised. When she saw the shocked expression on the other person's face, she quickly lowered her head like a hamster hiding in sawdust.

“Or are you nervous because you’ve never held a girl’s hand before?

Come on, now I give you permission to hold my hand! "

Listening to the girl's shy words that seemed like a confession, Hojo Kyousuke suppressed the shock in his heart and murmured:

"Oh~"

Then, he immediately held Ying Lili's soft and slender hand.

What a sin, Hojo Kyosuke, how could you waste such beautiful hands on maintaining your sword? She shouldn't be holding such an ominous thing!

"What an idiot chore!" Eiri muttered in a low voice, and then covered Kyousuke's hand with her other hand.

The two of them acted as if they were a girl holding Hojo Kyousuke's hand in both hands and cleaning the knife.

Feeling the soft flesh and slender finger bones of Eiri's little hand, Hojo Kyousuke felt very relaxed and happy.

Don't blame him for such a big reaction, Ying Lili rarely behaves like this. Really, no wonder this idiot has been thinking about driving other people away to be alone with herself. Is this all part of her plan?

While thinking about it, he held Yinglili's little hand and slowly rubbed it on Baiyin's sword. He decided that he would never stop even if the knife was ground to ashes today!

Because of the action, the two of them are now clinging to each other tightly.

Feeling the heat coming from beside her and listening to the powerful breathing, Yinglili's attention was no longer on the knife. Her big eyes quietly drifted to the left from time to time. The hand holding the knife had no strength for a long time. Only the right hand covering Hojo Kyosuke's hand was trying to open up, as if to hold his hand completely.

The initial fear of swords had long been forgotten. She never knew that maintaining a sword was such a joyful thing. At this moment, she decided that she would never stop even if the blade was completely ground to dust!

Wait, is this idiot suddenly confessing his love at this time?

If you think about it carefully, now is the time to end the battle and win a complete victory.

The two people who had been fighting hard were clinging to each other, maintaining their weapons and bandaging their wounds. Holding the weapon that protected the lives of the two of them, Kyosuke said in a low and steady voice that no matter what danger he encountered, he would definitely use the sword in his hand to protect himself. As long as he is alive, he will never put himself in any danger, so please leave the rest of your life to him.

Hang Chi Hang Chi——

Thinking of this, the girl's little nose burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"Yah da yo!"

Although both the scene and the confession are full marks, no matter what, this kind of thing should not be said while holding a sword. It will give people an ominous premonition that the two of them will wander around the world in the future. Sure enough, we should confess our love when our anime is successfully released!

Huh? Did Kyosuke want to confess his feelings when "One Punch Man" was released? Just because there were too many people at that time, so he was embarrassed?

Really, this person is too arrogant and easily shy!

This is not a good habit. Just have one tsundere in a family. If both couples are tsundere, the romantic comedy will turn into something strange like "Our Dictionary of Dirty Words".

I have to go back and ask my mother how to solve this situation. I can't let myself confess first, right?

Etc., etc!

Shouldn't we first consider whether to accept that idiot's confession? When did the situation change to the point where I had to confess my love first? Is this true? I am a lady! How far does this guy want to destroy a lady's self-esteem before he is happy!

Thinking this, Yinglili woke up from her inner world, raised her head and glared at the fool beside her.

"You! Don't wait for others to take the initiative in everything, let me use my subjective initiative!"

"ha?"

Hojo Kyosuke opened his mouth wide. What was this idiot who had been stunned for a long time talking about? Could it be that she discovered that the polishing had already been completed?

"Oh alright."

He raised his right hand and said regretfully:

“Next, clean up the polish and then apply oil.”

Upon hearing this, the girl was so anxious that tears almost flowed out. She had already made plans to sit here and sharpen her sword all day long!

"idiot!"

Who is Hojo Kyosuke, "Eiri Riri Level 10"! Hearing this idiotic sound, he immediately knew what the girl was thinking, and said with a smile:

"Oh oh oh, it's not over yet, next is the second polishing! Keep going, keep going!"

"That's pretty much it. This is the knife I gave you, so treat it well!"

"Yes, yes." I don't know who was still jealous before. If I really treat him well, I'm afraid Bai Yin will be thrown into the trash can tomorrow.

"But you must not look at the knife with very gentle eyes, let alone take care of it as seriously as you do with me now!"

Yinglili warned with some worry.

"Yes, yes, yes." Sure enough, this fool was just jealous. He couldn't be more jealous.

The polishing work continued again. After wiping back and forth twice, Erili was no longer satisfied with holding Hojo Kyousuke's big hand because of her previous thoughts. She couldn't help but turn her head and look at the face of the boy next to her, gasping hard, trying to Warm breath blew onto the other person's face.

Hojo Kyosuke turned his head and looked at Eiri with raised eyebrows, wondering what on earth this idiot was doing and why the fragrance on his body became so strong.

Yes, the girl's unique body fragrance became extremely strong from just now, wrapping his whole body in it and making him feel hungry.

Come on, you should have something to say now!

Yinglili blinked her eyes hard, hinting wildly.

Even if Hojo Kyosuke's "Eiriri Language" is level 10, he is a little confused at the moment. He can only blink his eyes, and at the same time, he has to pay attention to prevent Eiriri's little hands from being scratched.

Fool! Confess quickly!

Say you will always protect me with the knife in your hand and defeat all the bad guys, just like you did today!

Yinglili blinked her big blue eyes hard.

Doesn't she want to be polished?

Hojo Kyosuke guessed.

"Yinglili, do you want to start working?" he asked carefully.

"Idiot! No!" The girl went crazy. Even though she was so awkward, she could still feel her sincerity. He was obviously so smart before! Could it be that he really called Kyousuke an idiot because he called him an idiot every day?

"Smart guy!" she shouted suddenly.

"Oh~~I know! Yinglili, are you hungry?"

To save others by oneself, Hojo Kyosuke made a guess. Although he already knew what Yinglili must have been fantasizing about just now, he was not a god after all. How could he have thought that Yinglili would hide under the sawdust like a hamster after her straight ball attack.

"Oh, stupid, stupid, stupid!"

The girl sighed in defeat, feeling that calling her smartass wouldn't save her.

"I'm here to treat you today. What do you want to eat?" Yinglili also felt a little hungry after the idiot chore said this.

"I can do anything. I'll eat whatever you want."

"Hurry up, what's your favorite thing to eat?" Ying Lili urged.

what do you like eating?

Hojo Kyosuke was stunned. He seemed to be rarely asked this question.

"Yinglili, are you confessing your love? Generally speaking, asking someone what their favorite food is means that you like this person." He looked at the girl next to him in a daze, and unexpectedly, he was surprised by the pair of bright blue eyes. Their eyes met.

"Huh? Where do you think this is a third-rate plot? Come on, what is your favorite food?" Ying Lili mumbled and asked again coquettishly.