[Comprehensive] The god judge voluntarily was hidden by the gods

Of course not luck.

"Ahhh, bad luck." Daigo Kyoya raised his hand and set up a barrier to block the impact in front of him, "The current transcendent—"

He pulled out a short knife from his waist and swung it over: "Too impetuous!"

"Master is too impetuous!"

Following his movements, Fudo Xingguang appeared in mid-air, and while complaining, he stepped on the face of a man in black.

Not long ago, two groups of people came out of nowhere and fought on the street over a disagreement, causing countless damages to public and private property.The key point is that they hit it as soon as they hit it, and they even hit it in front of the judge, and it was about to affect him, an "innocent passerby".

"Wow, my wine, wine!"

Accompanied by Fudo Xingguang's scream, the whole bottle of amazake he was holding in his hand was thrown out and smashed into another person's skull.

"—Broken! Dropped! La!"

Fudo Xingguang looked at the wine flowing out, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

The other party was still cursing:

"Where did the brat come from—"

Before he finished speaking, he was angered by Fudo Xingguang, who was beaten hard a few times, and jumped up.Short knives don’t distinguish between enemy and friend, anyone who dares to stand in front of them will be KO, and anyone who speaks will be ignored, including:

"Wait, do you know who we are, we are—"

"Damn it, boss, he's not open to negotiation at all!"

"Are you partners of justice... Fuck, it turns out that you are partners of evil! It hurts so much!"

"...I think it's better for us to stop and stay away."

"Wait, the one over there watching from the side, could it be Ono Huang?!"

"The Evil Ono Huang?!"

"Evil devil!"

"...Sure enough, it's better to stay away!"

Extremely evil, evil ghosts, what kind of mess...

Daigo Kyoya silently called the police, and was directly transferred to the Odd Homicide Division, which deals with crimes committed by superhuman beings.In the meantime, he kindly called an ambulance for them.Before the police and the medical team appeared on the scene, he retreated silently with no movement, leaving only the "corpse" on the same place.

"It's all your fault," Fudo Xingguang stomped on the road after venting, looking back at the broken wine bottle, "You will pay me!"

"Holding on to the wine bottle early in the morning, your life is too decadent," Daigo Kyoya tapped his head lightly, "Aren't you going to get a hangover and headache?"

"No way," Fudo Xingguang gritted his teeth, "Compared with it, it still hurts a little bit more if you hit it."

"Okay, don't drink amazake, it's just a low-alcohol drink."

"You don't seem to drink low-alcohol beverages normally?"

"Of course," Daigo Kyoya coughed, "Drinking is a mistake."

"...Huh," Fudo Xingguang was curious, with a smirk on his face, "What did you miss, and I'll be happy to tell you?"

"It's not a big deal," Daigo Kyoya narrowed his eyes, "For example, he accidentally became a god judge."

"Nonsense!" Fudo Xingguang couldn't believe it, and yelled, "You actually came to be a god judge because your head was dizzy?"

"Yes." Daigo Kyoya nodded seriously, "If it wasn't for my dizziness, how could I meet you who are also dizzy..."

Fudo Xingguang stared dead: "Hello!"

"Joke, just a joke," Daigo Kyoya raised his hands in surrender, "Shall I take you to play something else?"

"What's so interesting in this world?" Fudo Xingguang glared at him and bit his finger, "No matter how many years pass, human beings are still the same, without any progress. And the current technology is not as convenient as the government of the time. hard to use."

He tentatively stretched out his hand, trying to draw the menu on the electronic screen in the air, but failed: "Not even real-time takeaway!"

In the 23rd century, the so-called takeaway refers to the delivery of goods by robots, and you can order takeaway even if you forget to bring paper when you go to the toilet (hey!).

"Having said that, civilization always presents different styles in different periods," Daigo Kyoya stretched his hands and feet, "Such a view is still worth seeing."

Then, he showed a smile: "Although human beings have not progressed, human feelings are the same, and they always appear repeatedly, don't they?"

Unmoved Xingguang remained silent.

A few minutes later, Dagger looked up at the promotional poster in front of him, and fell into a daze.After a long time, he pointed to the above copywriting, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth:

"Anyway, pretending to be father and son is too much, right?!"

Daigo Kyoya tilted her head: "But father and son can enter first?"

"Don't pretend that you don't see the word brother, you idiot master!"

The waiter at the door smiled awkwardly: Don't pretend we can't hear you, stupid customer.

In fact, relatives can take precedence.They are now at the University of Tokyo, and the school is holding a school festival.As a well-known alumnus, Daigo Kyoya received a special invitation, and "Dinner with Ko Ono" will be rewarded as a prize to the champion who participated in the large-scale puzzle-solving activity.However, would anyone really want this kind of prize?

Of course, there are, for example, fans born because of movies, engineering nerds attracted by mathematics, and some weird members of the "Worshiping Ono Huang De Eternal Life Mutual Aid Association"...

"Oh, isn't this Daigo-senpai?" Hochotaro's voice sounded from the other side, "You are coming to the school festival too!"

The legal counsel of Touken Ranbu Performing Arts Production Club is not working part-time today, but is visiting the school festival with relatives and friends.

"Yes," Daigo Kyoya exchanged greetings with Hochotaro, "It's been a long time since I went back to school, so I feel nostalgic."

"Me too, I haven't been back since graduation," Feng Chotaro scratched his head, then patted the shoulders of the people around him, "By the way, let me introduce you, this is my cousin, the heir of the Feng Financial Group , Feng Jingye."

The young man with rimless glasses and short black hair nodded to Daigo Kyoya: "Nice meeting, hello."

"This one is Daigo Kyoya, the contemporary Ono Ko who can exile people to the mathematical hell." Then, the corner of Hochotaro's mouth rose: "There are rumors recently that he has 800 million evil spirits under his command, and he is extremely vicious, hahaha .”

"Hey!"

"I have admired your name for a long time," Feng Jingye stretched out his hand, "I am also a friend of Fujioka Haruhi. Haruhi is grateful for your care."

"No, Miss Assistant is a very capable person." Daigo Kyoya held his hand, "She was a great help."

Who said it wasn't, Haru Fujioka's major is law, and he worked as a part-time job at Touken Ranbu Performing Arts Production Club, but he has already integrated various positions such as assistant, agent, and planner.There's no way, the others are all hands-off shopkeepers, and they don't take the club seriously—it's not right, they just don't take acting seriously.These people are very keen to link museums and shrines, develop sword-related peripherals, and sell land in full swing.

There is no way, after the performance desire of Touken Fusangshen has been vented, there are very few works.The current Touken Ranbu Performing Arts Production Club is basically selling various derivative products, and fortunately there are consumers who are willing to pay for it.

Feng Jingye changed the subject, and suddenly mentioned: "Speaking of which, our Feng Group also has products that we want to find an artist under your name to endorse."

"Wow, what product?"

"Scalpel."

...In a sense, they are indeed the same kind.

Daigo Kyoya knew this Feng Jingye, and in his impression, he was the third son of the Feng family, and he was a very reserved person who was late in the line of succession.However, he has now become the heir of the Feng Financial Group, which shows that his ability is extraordinary.

but--

"Huh?" Daigo Kyoya looked around, "Where did Fudo go?"

Feng Changtaro also failed to notice: "Hey? Is anyone with you?"

"Is it a child with long purple hair?" Feng Jingye adjusted his glasses, "He seems to be going there."

After Daigo Kyoya bid farewell to the Feng family brothers, he sensed Fudo Yukimitsu's position.He casually bought takoyaki and chocolate bananas at the small shop opened by the students on the side of the road, and walked over there slowly.

"Wow," Daigo Kyoya took a bite of takoyaki, "It's cosplay."

In front of me is a group of students who are happily parading through the streets. Among them is a person wearing armor, holding a flag in one hand and a knife in the other, dressed like Oda Nobunaga in the game of glory.

Fudo Xingguang stood neither far nor near, looking at the papaya pattern on that person's flag, his face full of melancholy.

Some students are whispering:

"Senior is so handsome, this dress really looks like it."

"That knife is said to be an imitation knife bought at a high price, and the imitation of Yiyuanzuo characters."

"I know, it's also called Sosan Zuomonji, right? Touken Ranbu Entertainment Production Club seems to have released related artists."

"That's also a great beauty hahaha, worthy of Nobunaga."

Of course, some people also mentioned other Oda knives, but when it comes to the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, Zong Sanzuo's script is the most widely known.On the other side, Fudo Xingguang couldn't help but start thinking:

"That person is not like Mr. Nobunaga. Mr. Nobunaga is much more handsome than him, and you can tell at a glance that his force value is really low."

"Nobunaga-sama has also used the paulownia pattern and the feather butterfly pattern, as well as the Erin and two patterns. The money pattern is not only used by Sanada Yukimura, the Yongle money pattern is much more beautiful than the bare six."

"Speaking of knives, Nobunaga-sama likes mine very much, and Hasebe is not bad... but it is indeed a little bit worse, after all, I gave it to someone else. However, I don't count, because Ranmaru is also Nobunaga-sama My favorite subordinate."

...the air pressure is getting lower and lower.

Daigo Kyoya handed the chocolate banana to him: "Why are you entangled in this kind of information handed down from later generations? It has been re-processed by historians, and it is not complete or true."

Fudo Xingguang looked at the chocolate banana in front of him bitterly: "...But!"

"I told you to stop drinking amazake all the time and come out to play more, even if you play more games." Daigo Kyoya poked his forehead, "You will know that in this world, besides ordinary Nobunaga, there are also vampire Nobunaga." Long, and the beautiful girl Nobunaga..."

"Hey!"

"It's you who knows that person best," Daigo Kyoya stroked his hair, "you're the one who cares about that person the most. And you're not the one else."

Fudoxing just took a bite of the chocolate banana: "Even if you say that..."

"Although I haven't met that Nobunaga-sama before," Daigo Kyoya handed him a bottle of milk, which is a healthy drink, "but, for the sake of the past, he won't like to waste the present, right?"

Nobody likes it, and anyone who does is deluding themselves.

Knowing this, Fudo Xingguang took the milk bottle and poured it into his mouth angrily.

But it's just hard to understand.