"Master, I'm back!"
A man with black hair and white clothes appeared in front of Xingyan, put his palm on his heart and bowed.
He has not been able to stay with his master in this world and has missed his master's growth. Even if he was looking for various materials for his master, it was still his dereliction of duty.
"Muramasa!"
Xingyan stretched out his hand to Muramasa and let Muramasa pick him up.
With his little face pressed against Muramasa's shoulder, Xingyan smiled very happily.
His Muramasa is so great. While he is still young, hugs and caresses are the best rewards.
Muramasa also enjoyed the closeness of his master. He held Xingyan in one hand and touched his slightly frizzy little head with the other.
"The master is not in good condition. He hasn't been getting enough nutrition recently..."
Muramasa just hugged him for a while and then went back to his job.
...
...
Checking Xingyan's condition, he confirmed that this body was somewhat inferior to that of the same age in the previous world.
Therefore, adjustments must be made, and he will adjust his master's body to the best possible condition as quickly as possible.
"......"
Grimmjow was still in leopard form, lying on the sofa, trying to make his presence as small as possible.
He knew that this guy would find faults when he came back, and the only person to blame would be him, the unlucky Leopard King...
"Xingyan, lunch...Are you Muramasa?"
Ilmi came to call his son to have lunch, but when he entered the door, he found that his son was hugged by a stranger.
Looking towards Grimmjow, the leopard was in a state where it seemed to be afraid of the black-haired, white-shirted man.
Then there is only one possibility, Muramasa has returned.
"Mr. Irmi, I am Muramasa, the master's butler. From now on, I will be responsible for the master's three meals a day and training arrangements!"
Muramasa bowed his head to Ilmi.
This is his master's father in this world, so naturally he needs to be taken seriously.
"You are in charge? Have you received professional training?"
Illumi stared at Muramasa and showed hostility towards the man who had just returned and wanted to take away the authority to take care of his son.
"Yes, as a housekeeper, I have received all-round training. I am very good at both nutrition matching and daily care. I also know how to make the master happy, as well as...precise training to improve combat power!"
Muramasa knew what these people cared about, so he naturally gave a comprehensive account of his own advantages.
No one knows better than him what his master likes.
However, he still needs to prove his strength, but that is something for the afternoon, and his master should have lunch now.
"Grimmjow, accompany the master to the dining room. I will go to the kitchen to prepare lunch for the master!"
Muramasa put Xingyan down, turned around and picked up the little leopard who was pretending to be dead.
Grabbing the leopard by the scruff of the neck, Muramasa very gently placed him on Xingyan's shoulder.
However, the gentleness now might be a precursor to the black and white mixed doubles match in the afternoon, at least that's how Grimmjow felt.
"Ilmi father, Muramasa can be a sparring partner if you need it."
Xingyan raised his head and looked at Ilmi, making Muramasa feel more present.
However, Muramasa has always enjoyed sparring, otherwise the tsundere leopard wouldn't have been scared into looking so aggrieved.
"Well, let's talk about it in the afternoon. Let's go to the restaurant first."
Ilmi nodded, holding Xingyan and walked downstairs.
If it were before, he would continue to walk with Xingyan at this time. In normal life, the times they held hands and walked together gradually decreased a year ago. After all, the child has really grown up a lot.
But now he doesn't think so.
The butler could hold their son in his arms, so they, as fathers, naturally could not lose to a butler.
While my son is still young, I should not put him down when I need to hold him. If I do, he will be snatched away by the housekeeper.
"Ilmi, you look a little different today..."
Hisoka was standing at the window of the restaurant. He turned around when he heard the voice and saw that Illumi was carrying Xingyan downstairs. He came over curiously.
He usually plays with his son at any time, but Ilmi thinks more about how to cultivate his child's independence...
Their child has become so independent that it makes the parents sad. If he learns to be independent further, they, the two fathers, will no longer be needed in the future.
However, he would not stop Ilmi from doing anything.
But nothing happened now, and Xingyan was not tired or injured, so why did Yilmi suddenly come downstairs with his son in his arms...
Strange, so strange!
"Muramasa is here. From now on, Muramasa said he can fulfill all of Xingyan's needs by himself."
Illumi gave Hisoka a cold look. Their son was about to be taken away, and this guy had no idea at all.
“Isn’t that great?”
Hisoka tilted his head and blinked, not really understanding the point Illumi was trying to make.
"Muramasa can do everything well, but as fathers, what is the value of our existence?"
Ilmi’s idea was simple: this kind of thing must be made clear, so he said it.
As for the fact that Xingyan was still being held by him...
He doesn't think that this is something that children shouldn't hear.
"We can play with our son, practice with him, learn how to make money with him, go out with him to see the scenery outside, and learn everything he can..."
Hisoka was still counting on his fingers, counting the things he could do with his son.
In short, it means they will lack the control required in daily life, but it will not affect their father-son relationship.
Moreover, with Arimura here, they can play with their son with more peace of mind. Isn’t that a good thing?
"Muramasa said that he knows the most appropriate training method. Your training will be out of work."
Illumi thought about it and it seemed that it was indeed what Hisoka said.
But he still felt unsafe. That person was too close to Xingyan, so he had to be vigilant.
"It's okay, then let Muramasa adjust the training method. I said before that Muramasa would come back to train with me first, there is no problem at all!"
At this time, Hisoka was unable to synchronize his thinking with Illumi. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Muramasa's appearance was too timely.
Unable to fight with his son, and already completely familiar with Grimmjow's fighting style, he just needed a training match with someone he had never met before.
"Ilmi father, Muramasa belongs to me, but he is not my father, so don't worry..."
Xingyan understood what he heard. While Hisoka was still thinking about how to fight, he put his face against Illumi's shoulder and rubbed it a few times, saying that this was something there was no need to worry about.
Muramasa is Muramasa, a different existence, but this will not have any impact on his family affection.
Just like he and Killua are friends, he will think of Killua in many things, but it does not affect his love for both fathers.
Because of different identities, the emotional input and output are also different.
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