"Okita, it's delicious, your craft is very good."

Simple and straightforward words full of Saito characteristics.

Although the words are simple, the praise contained in them is not a small amount.

Hearing that everyone had such high praise for the noodles she made with her own hands, the corners of the mouth of the Chief Executive raised slightly, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

However, although the Chief Executive did show a look of joy on the ground, her facial features were a little stiff.

It gives people the feeling of "she is very happy, but she is not completely happy yet".

At this time, the General Officer quietly turned his head and looked at Qingdeng, who was sitting not far from her.

"July Lord."

She asked.

"What do you think? Do you think the noodles I made are delicious?"

The bowl of noodles in my hand that was so delicious that I could not swallow my tongue was actually from the head office. For Qingdeng, this was both unexpected and reasonable.

Perhaps because of the growth environment where he lost his parents since childhood, he had to become stronger and assisted his two sisters in the housework. Although the General Office is not very old, he is already full of "marriage power".

Sweep him, wash clothes, cook... all kinds of housework are all-out.

Before Kondo got married, the housework at the Trial Hospital was basically handled by Abi and Inoue.

Abi is very diligent.

Inoue, who likes to do housework and is unhappy for others to help him, is even an expert in housework who can "do three days of work in a day".

Therefore, the ability of the Chief Executive to do housework is useless.

After Kondo got married and there was a woman who could take care of housework in the trial hospital, the Director General's ability was even more useless.

So, after a while, there are very few opportunities to cook in person.

However, even so, Qingdeng still had a few times to eat the cooking made by the Chief Executive Officer. Although the number of times was not many, the Chief Executive’s extremely high cooking skills still left a deep impression on Qingdeng.

“Very delicious!”

Qingdeng sincerely praised.

"Secretary-General, you will definitely be a good wife in the future...well..."

Before the last word: the word "zi" blurted out, Qingdeng quickly closed his mouth.

——It’s so dangerous!

He spoke quickly for a moment and almost burst out the daughter of the General Office.

Nagakura, Saito and the others didn't know that the main body had a little different from them in terms of physiological structure.

If Qingdeng failed to stop talking in time, if he said the sentence "You will definitely be a good wife in the future", it would be difficult to end.

"Uh... I will be a famous chef who changes his career and does business in catering, and I will definitely be a famous chef!"

Qingdeng changed his words in time.

At this moment, everyone in the hall was busy eating noodles, so no one noticed something strange about Qingdeng.

The only one who will have a significant reaction to the abnormal situation of Qingdeng just now is the Chief Secretary himself.

"Hehehe~~"

The chief officer raised his hand to play with the slender ponytail on the back of his head, and a silly smile appeared on his face.

The strange expression of "happy, but not completely happy" disappeared.

Instead, there is a round and heart-warming joy.

Qingdeng didn't know: Someone noticed and understood the full text of his slip of the tongue just now.

"Are you a good wife..."

The whisper that seems too extreme and inappropriate to describe it as "thin-skinned as a mosquito" floats out from the lips and tongue of the chief officer.

The chief officer picked up her bowls and chopsticks, lowered her head, and slapped her face into her mouth with big mouth.

With a wide bowl a little bigger than her little face, she covered her mouth that was slightly raised and curled up, and her face that was indifferent to talk.

...

...

There is no custom of setting off firecrackers or fireworks in the New Year of Japan, so it is quiet outside the house.

It was quiet all around...corrected, it should be said that the whole Edo was quiet.

This largest city in Japan is wrapped in night and light moonlight, as quiet as the depths of the lake.

The air is filled with soba noodles and a peaceful atmosphere.

From time to time, bursts of laughter came from a certain mansion.

Such a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere makes it hard to imagine that this city has suffered countless setbacks and hardships in the past year.

The radical anti-barrier faction was indiscriminately killed and attacked; the destruction group was all-outly done; the large influx of unemployed ronin has led to the extreme deterioration of public security...

With the joint cooperation of law enforcement officers from various public security organs such as Kyoto, the public security situation in Edo has greatly improved.

The Anti-Yi Group no longer exists, and the "radical anti-Yi Barbarian movement" that was once in full swing gradually faded because of the stabbing of Naoki Ii; the illegal ronin was silent and they all acted as humans with their tails stomped.

At first glance, the bright days seem to have arrived.

However... people with a little bit of eye strength and a bit of a big picture can see that peace has not yet arrived.

Aiden agrees with some of the remarks that Ito Dazo said when he came to visit this morning: the times are changing drastically.

The current situation of Japan is not only not about to improve, but also about becoming worse and worse and bloody.

The idea of ​​surrendering and reunion is currently popular among the people and even in the official world.

Many shogunate officials are admirers of the idea of ​​surrendering and reunion—especially from the Ichibashi.

A considerable number of people in the Yiqiao Sect highly praised the idea of ​​surrendering and reunion.

The madmen like the madmen in the Anti-Japanese Group, who had radical concepts of expelling the barbarians did not disappear. They just changed their "vards" and no longer called themselves "suppressing the barbarians", but instead began to call themselves "respecting the barbarians" under the banner of the emperor.

They received the title of great power.

They evolved and became even more difficult.

As long as Qingdeng is still in a public security agency like Huofu thieves for a day, he will sooner or later be with these radically ideological will... Oh, no, now it should be called "respecting the patriots" and will "deal" with these people sooner or later.

However, no matter how you say it, the old year has passed and the new year is coming soon.

No one can tell what will happen in the next year or even in the more distant times.

Anyway, embrace the present with all your heart.

Enjoy the rare quiet time to carve it.

Qingdeng took out his pocket watch and looked at the current time - it was exactly 20 o'clock, and there were still 4 hours before 1861.

—— Speaking of which…it seems to be almost the first anniversary of my journey to this world…

If Qingdeng remembers the flower correctly, he came through his soul on January 12, 1860.

With all the plans, Qingdeng has indeed lived in this new world for nearly a year.

——Time flies so fast…

Qingdeng's mouth raised a smile similar to nostalgia.

The previous year passed so quickly.

Because Ganghun came over, he still couldn't figure out the situation. He followed Arima and others with a confused look on his face, and the scenes of attacking the nest of Renyi are still in front of him. As a result, in just a blink of an eye, he began to celebrate the coming of the New Year with his brothers.

The previous year passed a long time.

If you think about it carefully, Qingdeng has really met many people and experienced many things in the past year.

With subordinates who share honor and disgrace, brothers and sisters who share the same kindness, and a girl who loves deeply.

He has solved murder cases, destroyed terrorists, and fought bandits.

This year of Qingdeng is more exciting than that of ordinary people.

Qingdeng stuffed his pocket watch back into his arms, raised his eyes, and glanced across the faces of everyone in front of him.

Harada was bragging about the origin of the scar on his belly again.

Saito is still independent of the world as always, eating noodles silently.

Kondo and Nagakura began to dance.

Inoue happily acted as an atmosphere group and beat the two dancers.

Tuoba showed his hand for a long time, took out the Sanmi-sen that he got from somewhere, and cooperated with Inoue's slap to provide background music to Kondo and Nagakura.

While enjoying the dances of Kondo and Nagakura happily, the director ate the seas while drinking with his right hand and making a hearty laughter like a silver bell from time to time.

Looking at the lively scenes in front of you, Qing Deng's smile gradually became more peaceful.
To be continued...