The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

Hokkaido, hotel.

After a long (not) long journey for a week, Cang Lan, who finally settled down in the hotel, and the Fusangshen were loading and unloading their luggage.

After five years, under the joint efforts of Canglan and the law day after day, all the small worlds have finally merged, and the many god judges in the government of time have also retired together with the ghosts of the Fusangshen. .

Only Cang Lan and Fu Sangshen were left behind by Nuo Da's Government of Time.

It really made the fusangshen who are used to noisy and busy people feel a little maladjusted.

Therefore, on a certain sunny spring day, the tour plan proposed by Cang Lan was quickly seconded by the Fusang Gods, and was implemented at an unreasonable speed.

Today, they have been in this world for a week.

At this time, it was the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Since being completely bonded with the Fusangshen, Cang Lan, who loves the knives more and more, took the "Travel Handbook" he got from someone who didn't know where, pointed at the snow scene expectantly, and said, "I really want to go. ", smiled and nodded in the disapproving eyes of the other fusangshen.

Probably because Cang Lan's frail physical condition in the first impression of Fusangshen left a deep impression on them, so that even a little bit of indulgence would always have a bunch of Fusangshen coming to persuade them.

Cang Lan, who wanted to correct the thinking of the Fu Sangshen, wanted to take this opportunity to let the Fusangshen correctly understand her true physique with a strong strength bonus and almost no illness.

but……

The days with Fu Sangshen are never short of accidents.

Until today, Cang Lan has not correctly realized this truth.

Ruthlessly leaving the Fusangshen who were packing up in the hotel, Cang Lan took the cut dog skin plaster Hasebe and went out.

"Lord, where are we going?"

Hasebe, who was out of the door, was in high spirits.

It's not his fault either.

Since Fusangshen in Honmaru was full, the days when he could come out alone with his protagonist like this became less and less.

Speaking of a bitter tear.

Colleagues are not very fuel-efficient lamps, and they are even better at making trouble.When facing his own protagonist, he would rather be unlucky together than enjoy himself alone.

Eh--

Human (crossed out) knife life is still so difficult.

But as long as you work hard, you can get the chance to be alone with your master.

The chief executive Yaki Hasebe, who had arranged things for all the fusangshen in advance, managed to win the top spot from a group of colleagues today.

Pretending not to hear the excited voice of Fu Sangshen accompanying her, Cang Lan wanted to stamp her feet on the snow and walk to the back of the hotel.

"There is a relatively large ski resort behind the hotel. I plan to discuss whether I can book it tomorrow."

With a big stride to the front of his lord, Hasebe pulled his lord out of the snow with ease.

"I'm offended, Lord. Your current state is not suitable for walking in the snow. Please ask me to help you."

Since coming to this fused world, Cang Lan, who has returned to being a radish head in order to suppress her strength, said:  …

Embracing the protagonist in a cute state, Hasebe's heart has become beautiful.

The hotel is not too close to the ski resort, but the Fusangshen's physical strength is against the sky, and Cang Lan, who is sitting in Yaki Hasebe's arms, can't feel it.

In about half an hour, they arrived at their destination.

Led by the guard, Hasebe and Cang Lan arrived at the office of the owner of the ski resort.

Unexpectedly, there were two other people in the office.

"The two are...?"

The benevolent old man sitting on the sofa stood up and asked.

Hasebe knelt down and placed his protagonist on the only single sofa in the office, and shook hands with the old man.

"That's right, we want to book the entire ski resort tomorrow, is that okay?"

"This...I'm afraid it won't work."

The gray-haired old man sighed helplessly.

"Actually, these two, like you, also want to rent out the entire venue, but we will contract to someone else to hold a ski competition tomorrow, so we won't be free for two days."

Cang Lan, who was sitting on the sofa, frowned, took out the mobile phone from the cut Hasebe trouser pocket standing next to him, tapped the mobile phone a few times very quickly, then raised the mobile phone to the old man, coldly sounded.

"Your website doesn't seem to mention this matter. When I called to inquire two days ago, what you told me had a place."

The blue-haired boy sitting on the sofa on the other side pushed his glasses and said with great interest, "You too?"

"It seems that you not only played tricks on me, but also tricked others?!"

Another boy with silver-gray hair and a mole under his eye also snorted coldly.

The gray-haired old man waved his hands with a helpless expression.

"This is also a temporary notice, and we also..."

Pressing Hasebe's hands, he took his lord's claws holding the phone a little farther away, keeping the phone and his lord's eyes at a safe distance, and then said: "Is the question you asked on the phone also reserved for tomorrow?"

The boy whose real name was Keigo Atobe nodded slightly, and sneered rather unhappily.

On the other side, Yushi Ninzu also looked at the old man sitting on the sofa with cold eyes.

They were all played.

Cang Lan raised his eyes to look at the old man with cold sweat on his head, squinted his eyes, and his expression eased.He patted the seat next to him, motioned Hasebe to sit down, and then said:

"Okay, well, things are like this now, and we can't do anything about it. But——, you have to tell us the solution?! Long-distance travel is not a pleasant thing, and I don't really want to do it again in a short time , I don’t even want to come here for nothing, you understand?”

The kindly-eyed old man silently raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and was about to explain when he heard a knock on the door.

The four people sitting on the sofa raised their heads at the same time, looked at each other, and all had a bad premonition in their hearts.

...It wouldn't be what they thought, would it?

The same is led by the guard, and there are also two people.

This very similar way of opening made the sufferers sitting here couldn't help raising their eyebrows.

As soon as he entered the door, the red-haired boy who hadn't expected that there were four people inside had a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Hi, I'm Akashi Seijuro, I made an appointment with you on the phone about tomorrow's reservation..."

The room was silent.

Cang Lan blinked her eyes, and she calmed down a little bit from the upset just now.

Akashi Seijuro found a place to sit down, and Kuroko Tetsu, who had no sense of presence in daily life, also sat down behind him.

"Can I ask, what's going on?"

"The venue you reserved tomorrow is gone." Keigo Atobe raised his chin.

"We've all been tricked." Yushi Ninzu stroked his glasses, and his face, which had always been foolish, condensed down.

"So—" Yakiri Hasebe cast a sharp glance at the old man.

"How to solve it?" Cang Lan tilted her head, smiling a little coldly.

There was more sweat on the old man's head.

Clenching his fists, the old man stood up from the sofa he was sitting on, and bowed to them first, and he could see the apology on his face.

"Everyone, I'm really sorry—"

Before he could say anything, there was another knock on the door.

The atmosphere in the office became a little weird.

The old man walked towards the door a little discouraged and numb and opened it.

"Hi, I'm Hui Lu Chuzhi from Class 2, Year 3 of PK Academy. I'm here today to discuss about our class booking tomorrow. Please give me your advice!"

Cang Lan propped his face on the side with his elbows on the back of the sofa, watching the two more people in the office.

Saiki Kusuo, who was "forcibly" dragged over by Hui Luchuzhi, sighed slowly.

[Trouble. ]

"Shouldn't anyone come again?" Cang Lan tilted her head.

[Let's go, it's messy enough now. ]

Holding the script given by God, Saiki Kusuo understood what happened in just one minute.

Unfortunately, things never end so quickly.

Hearing the knock on the door again, everyone present almost collapsed.

"Hello, we are Suzuki Sonoko from the Suzuki Group. This is my good friend Mao Lilan. We are here today to ask about the specifics of tomorrow's chartered venue—"

So, how to solve the problem now?