Net King: Walking into Tatehai University with Damocles on his head

It's not that his words are inhumane, it's just——

"But, this is the Honmaru protected by the Government of Toki, and there is such a strong barrier——"

Who can imprison the God Judge here?

It’s not that I don’t believe it, I just think it’s too incredible!

Xiao Karasuma reminded indifferently, "Nothing is impossible. Swordsman Fusangshen is a god after all - it is within their thoughts to hide the gods!"

"You mean-" Hasebe sat upright.

His lips were clear, and he did not believe that such a knife would appear among his companions, "Your Highness Xiao Karasuma, our king's judge will never--"

"I didn't say anything about you!" Xiao Karasuma lowered his eyes and looked at the peaceful sleeping Nioh, "I felt the burning of the fire in his body -"

"Maybe it's another partner——"

And this kid doesn’t understand the rules a little bit!

"Damn it -" the swordsmen finally reacted, "it turns out to be him!"

King Nioh once brought back a sword, but it failed to transform. Now, the only thing that is gone is this sword!

It must be him——

boom! The heavy fist smashed through the table, and the wooden thorns splashed on the floor. Yamabushi Kunihiro gasped through his nose, "Let the poor monk pull him out now——"

"Wait a little longer. If it is really imprisoned by the consciousness, the master should come out after he finishes talking with the person inside..." Xiao Karasuma still wanted to use peaceful methods to solve the problem.

What if it’s just a new sword that wants to be coquettish to its lord~

Seniors and fathers like them should also be tolerant towards newborn babies.

"All right!"

The swordsmen were afraid of hurting Niou through rough methods, so they could only wait silently, but the more they waited, the more anxious they became.

The older sword masters still tried hard to hold themselves back.

The little daggers didn't have this scruple, and all of them crowded in front of Niou pitifully with tears in their eyes.

Among all the little guys, only Hotaru was the most abrupt and cried the most pitifully——

"Lord, please wake up quickly——"

He is the lord's favorite knife to carry when going out. Lord, if he can’t wake up now, how will he go out in the future——

"Lord, my figure will be on sale tomorrow, I have to buy it——"

Amidst the anxious calls, King Ni was relieved to wake up at first.

I was pleased with the swordsmen's concern, but the next second I saw Hotamaru crying and howling, which made my heart freeze.

Sighing silently~

"So my role here is just to take you out? I'm so sad!"

"My lord, if you are sad, get up and beat me!"

Hotaru really hoped that Niou would jump up and hit him now to prove that he was still alive and kicking.

The current Nioh is like a cold corpse, lying here to make the sword sad!

Hotaruma, who was still immersed in sadness, didn't even see the surprised and weird expressions of the swords around him~

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My lord, please get up and hit me quickly, I've made you so angry!"

It is obviously the standard equipment of an Odachi, but it has a face with a small dagger. When crying, it closes its eyes tightly, with tears in the eyes and small fists placed in the corners of the eyes. It is so thick that I don’t even open my eyes to watch it from beginning to end. Look at the surrounding scene——

As expected of an Odachi who is blinded at night!

It only takes a moment for Nioh to go from helpless to funny.

"How can I be willing to hit you?" The warm palm of 36 degrees sat on the head of the human-shaped sword, and the gentle voice that matched it said, "Hotumaru is the cutest Odachi in my heart!"

"Who can bear to blame you?"

"Lord——"

A dreamlike sound.

Hotaru raised his head stupidly, and was met with a pair of smiling eyes.

Blinked.

Nioh is still open——

Blinked again.

Nioh’s eyes are still open!

It wasn't until he blinked three or four times that he realized that this was not a dream!

"Ah - my lord, are you awake?" The cute little Hotamaru instantly glowed like a summer flower, and he rushed over excitedly, but was pushed out by the wave of small daggers in front of him.

"Homaru, don't be too cunning. My lord said that you are the cutest Odachi and it's time for us little daggers to feel the lord's love!"

"Lord, retreat~ retreat~ I was worried about you just now. Can you touch retreat's head?"

"I want me too!"

The blond boy wearing a short JK skirt raised his hands high.

"General, I want it too!" The little yellow hedgehog with a hint of sea urchin in his eyes shouted grandly.

Nioh looked at this lively and happy scene, he was really happy and happy...

“I feel relieved to see everyone so energetic!”

The burst of crying when he woke up just now really scared him.

"Okay, my lord has just woken up, and I have to give him a check-up. Don't make any noise!" Yaoken Toshiro gently scolded his brothers for their crazy behavior.

Although I really want my lord to comfort my injured heart, the most important thing now is——

Bang~

His head was surrounded by warm touches, "I'm sorry Yaoyan is so worried about me!"

Yauken Toshiro: "..."

His purple eyes instantly filled with water, so soft that he lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to let his brothers see the color.

"I...I'm not particularly worried!"

Yauken Toshiro was extremely grateful at this moment that he had just faced his brothers, otherwise he might no longer be able to maintain the majesty in the hearts of his brothers.

"Yeah! After all, Yaoyan is a mature adult!" Niou smiled gently at him.

only--

No matter how mature a big brother is, he still needs comfort from others. He just heard the purple figure who was secretly sad among the calls...

As the most important doctor in this pill, Yaoyan must be the most helpless person when faced with his sudden fainting!

because--

He heard-

【Why? Why can't I save my lord? Why do I always miss him! Why can’t I save him——]

Yaoyan, I heard your fervent call!

……

It wasn't until evening that the enthusiasm and worries of the swordsmen finally dissipated. Tonight's bedtime was shared by two people.

One is Sosan Zuomonji, and the other is Kokarasumaru, the ancestor of Kokoro.

The pink-haired man said expressionlessly: "Okay, now there's no one else who can tell us what's going on -"

Zong Sanzuo's mood was actually not as bland as his expression, but since the lord hoped that he could use adult thinking to solve the problem.

Then-

Try to be patient!

The fists under the sleeves of the wide kimono were clenched tightly. The muscles were obviously tense, but they were trying hard not to let the people in front of them see the clues.

"As a father, I also want to know what is going on?"

As the representative of the swordsmen, Xiao Karasuma is also very concerned about this issue.

"Pfft~"

Nioh lowered his head and carefully organized the language, and finally decided to simplify from the complex to the non-existent!

"Actually, it's because I recovered another sword. He may have a violent personality, so he had a private chat with me - and now everyone has reached a consensus, it's okay!"

"..."

"..."

The two men, one with pink hair and one with black hair, looked at each other and darkened their eyes.

What kind of explanation is this?

"Oh, new sword, can you let this new colleague come out and meet everyone!" The pink-haired Zong Sanzuo Wenwen smiled so hard that his hair became more and more pink, showing his kindness.

Although His Highness Kokarasuma said that the newborn baby should be more considerate, but this consideration also depends on the situation——

"I think everyone in this Maru will definitely welcome this baby-kun..."

Nioh: "..."