"Didn't buy carbon?"

Qianshan Muxue looked towards the corner of the wall, where it was empty and there was no stove.

"Hearing you say that really makes me feel cold."

He gave a speech.

"Click".

The door suddenly opened, and a Zashiki-warashi walked in carrying a large tray with several clean white porcelain plates on it, from which steam rose in wisps.

"Gentlemen, please have something to eat."

The Zashiki-warashi smiled and placed the plates in front of them one by one. On the white porcelain plate was a whole piece of fried chicken, drizzled with sweet and sour sauce and Thousand Island dressing, its golden-brown skin looking very tempting.

"What's this?"

Qianshan Muxue asked, while Tianma Xingke, who was standing to the side, had already picked up a fork, grabbed a piece of chicken cutlet, and started eating.

"This is a maple leaf chicken."

Zashiki Warashi replied.

"Because it looks like a maple leaf?"

Qianshan Muxue smiled and Qiushui smiled as she recommended Xue Nu's cooking: "Xue Nu's maple leaf chicken is delicious, the chicken is very fresh, you should try it."

Qianshan Muxue cut off a piece with a knife, dipped it in sweet and sour sauce and Thousand Island dressing, and put the chicken cutlet in her mouth.

The chicken broth bursts in your mouth.

Is it delicious?

Qiu Shui glanced at him.

Qianshan Muxue smiled and nodded.

"You really like the Snow Woman."

This is an affirmative statement.

Qiushui did not deny it, "She was my first shikigami, and I watched her grow up. Now she manages all the affairs in the guild, and I can't rest easy about the others who came later."

"Where is the hair-eating demon?"

Tian Ma, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow and asked.

"He is too, but he has a bad temper, which worries me a bit."

Qianshan Muxue smiled and said, "Hair-eating demons are inherently monstrous. Your son has been raised by you to be the pillar of the family. He is responsible and sensible. He is very capable."

"Yeah?"

Qiu Shui didn't continue the topic, and for a moment the only sound in the bedroom was the clinking of knives and forks.

When all the chicken cutlets were finished, Tian Ma Xingke put down his knife and fork, stretched, and said with a smile, "Thank you for the chicken cutlets, Yiren. I don't have to go back and waste the scraps of meat stir-fried with bean sprouts in my hut."

Are you leaving?

"The beautiful woman by the autumn waters asked."

"My stomach is full here, but there are still stomachs outside that need filling..."

He stood up and looked out the window, where his firefly was energetically helping the sorcerer harvest honey.

"Firefly, let's go!"

He called out from the window, and Yingcao responded and ran up to say goodbye to her and Qianshan Muxue.

"Goodbye, sirs."

"goodbye."

"Let's talk later."

Tianma Xingke bid farewell to Yingcao and headed towards the mountaintop. Qiushui Yiren patted her full belly and smiled slightly.

"The food here can only be considered spiritual nourishment; it's a pity we can't eat it often."

She was a little sad; her quarters were impoverished, and this time, Qianshan Muxue and Tianma Xingke had eaten three of their hard-won ingredients…

Qianshan Muxue cleared away the dishes and chopsticks, stood up, and helped her spread out the blanket she had just put away, saying gently:

"Everything depends on human effort. Don't worry about today's task. I'll take these little guys to see the Kirin and the Yamata no Orochi."

"And what about me?"

Qiu Shui pointed to herself.

"Rest here. If you feel a lot of pain, exit the holographic world. Don't worry about them; they've all grown up."

Qianshan Muxue helped her cover herself with the blanket, and her gentle gaze made her feel a touch of warmth in this cold winter.

"Thank you."

Qianshan Muxue smiled back at her, then went downstairs.

The dormitory gradually quieted down. Qiu Shui lay idly in her bedroom, propped up with a pillow behind her back, and then opened her phone to look at the public channels.

"Um?"

There were some Onmyoji chatting in the chat channel. She glanced at it and noticed that one of the Onmyoji had a special title before his name: [Anecdotes Master].

"Is this an achievement? What an old-fashioned title."

She turned on the key and began typing.

"Wow, what is this?"

Raise questions.

The person with this title is answering the question that the Onmyoji asked him earlier.

"This is my job. If you need anything, you can come to Heian-kyo to find me, but I will also be off work eventually."

After sending a cute "watching" emoji, Qiu Shui clicked on his profile and discovered that his job was very similar to that of a police officer.

"Is it for reporting?"

Think about it, Qiu Shui sent him a friend request, and he replied almost instantly.

"Hello."

"Hello."

After the two greetings, the atmosphere became awkward.

Qiu Shui held her phone, wanting to ask something. Why did she add someone as a friend so quickly? She should at least have something to talk about!

A message came from the other end:

"Are you asking about the shrine?"

"Yes, yes!"

Qiu Shui immediately sent an admiring emoji, followed by a cute, inquisitive emoji.

A bunch of organized information was immediately sent over. Qiu Shui opened it and saw that it contained an introduction to the Yin-Yang Guild, as well as introductions to the guild leader and vice guild leader.

What does "dormitory salary" mean?

She sent the question.