"Hodarimaru from Aso Shrine. Clang! The so-called finale is here!" When he was first summoned into the world, his mind was full of curiosity about his new master.

Just like that, the lake-green eyes and the gaze of the examiner collided.

Long black hair, knee-length kimono, and a rather gloomy face.

This is Hotaru's initial impression of the God Judge.

That lord's face looked very pale, even if he summoned a rare lady like him, there was no sign of joy.

Hotaru thought that his judge was moody and angry, so although the atmosphere was a bit awkward, he still took the initiative to provoke the topic.

"Well, I'm Hotaru, ah, because there are legends about fireflies..." He smiled innocently.

"Well, I see." The girl interrupted him blankly, her voice sounded a little hoarse.

That pair of gloomy and hesitant eyes looked at him, but he didn't say a word.

He didn't express any welcome or anything else to his arrival. That night, Hotaru lay in the room assigned to him by the girl, unable to close his eyes for a long time.

Could it be... this Honmaru actually already has a handful of hotaru pills?

Ah, what should I do...

Hotaru hugged the quilt and rolled, messing up her soft hair, her lake green eyes were full of confusion about the future.

My lord, you don't seem to like yourself very much...

Knowing nothing about this Honmaru, Hotaru opened his eyes wide and thought about nothing for a while, then closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

It's useless to think too much... I'd better take a good rest and be more energetic tomorrow, eh.

Maybe the lord just happened to be in a bad mood today.

"Dongdong." Not long after Yingwan was about to go to bed, there was a knock on the door, which drove away his drowsiness.

"I'm the Pressing and Cutting Canggu Department." The person outside the door said.

Yingwan jumped up from the bunk with a jerk.

"Wait a minute." He opened the door extremely quickly, and the man outside the door stood there straight, like a pole.

Hasebe's back was very straight. Seeing that Hotaru came out in a hurry, and he didn't even put on his underwear, he couldn't help but straighten him out.

Hotaru's face flushed red from his action.

like a child...

"I'm sorry." Yaki Hasebe smiled at him.

"...it's okay." Hotaru scratched her hair embarrassingly.

"Can I go in?" Hasebe asked, with a calm and gentle voice.

"Ah, of course." Hotaru hurriedly stepped aside to make way for him.

Although he didn't know what this Yaki Hasebe had come to see him at night, Hotaru still felt a little happy.

At first he was summoned by the god judge, and he didn't see any servants around him, and the god judge had that attitude, so naturally no one came to guide him to familiarize himself with this pill.

Therefore, he welcomes the arrival of Hasebe, who presses and cuts.

After entering the room, Hasebe looked around the furnishings in the room, and asked: "If there is anything inappropriate, tell me, Honmaru's funds can still meet our small requirements."

The man's smile was very gentle, which gave Hotaru a feeling that he was very reliable.

"No, no, the house my lord gave me is pretty good."

Hotaru quickly waved his hands, although the judge's attitude was very indifferent, but there is nothing missing in this room.

Press cut Hasebe nodded: "Really..."

He took a deep look at Yingwan: "My lord didn't bring you to familiarize yourself with Honmaru during the day, did he?" His tone seemed to have been expected.

Hotaru was stunned: "Ah, yes, that..." He just wanted to express his doubts.

"Don't worry, everyone in Honmaru is very good. I'll call you tomorrow and let's go get to know everyone together." Hasebe pressed the word "very good." Looking at his smile, Hotaru felt that chills.

What kind of smile is that...how should I put it, that cold and damp feeling, not so much Fusangshen, but something more evil... something like that.

Hotaru subconsciously did not answer.

Hasebe gave him a deep look: "Then, I will take my leave first, I wish you a sweet dream."

He straightened his back like he did when he came, and walked out of Hotaru's room step by step.

Hotaru closed the door, and at that moment, he had an urge to draw his sword.

It came from the threat of cutting Hasebe.

Obviously, it was a companion.

……

Hotaru looked up at the person with whom he had just made a contract.

All of a sudden, he seemed to see the original judge.

It's just that that person's breath is like a cold rainy day, but this one's breath is as dazzling as the morning sun.

It is in stark contrast to these swords.

So cold.

Hotaru retreated silently, and returned to the group of swords, the big knife was on his back, the tip of the knife was actually very close to the ground, but it was always out of reach.

Just the right height.

Yiqi Yizhen looked at him worriedly, but his younger brother shared his attention.

Hotaru walked up to Taro Tachi and tugged on his sleeve.

The latter looked down at him, with no expression on his face covered by the mask.

Hotaru whispered, "Breath."

Taro Tachi didn't know why, but he still waited for him to finish speaking.

Hotaru closed her eyes: "It's very warm."

like the sun.

But this Honmaru has not seen the sun for a long time.

Taro Tachi patted his head, although he didn't say anything, it made people feel his consolation.

Sun, I miss you so much.

Thinking about it now, what a luxury it was.

Otengu felt the contract with Hotaru, and when it was correct, he looked at the remaining knives and signaled for the next one.

The three knives who were stabbed in the heart just now are silent one by one, they can feel it.

His spiritual power is recovering.

Although the speed of recovery is slow to death.

#大天狗: I am not a nanny, what can I do? I am also very desperate. #

This kind of cognition makes them not know how to feel for a while, you can say thank you, obviously the culprit is him, but if you say to use a knife to do it, he feels wrong from a certain sense.

In the end they chose to remain silent.

Rather than saying that this person was kind enough to heal their wounds, they were more willing to believe that this person actually had other conspiracy inside.

Humans, after all, are a bunch of duplicity.

This time, it was a green man who came out.

Why do you call him green, because his hair is green all over, why is his hair all green? ……how could I know.

Although he is not very green, his face is still on the horizontal line as before.

When Otengu saw this person, the first thing that Otengu thought of was firefly grass, which was equally green and delicate.

Oh, of course, Yingcao is pretending.

fake.

Pooh.

I just don't know if this one is as good at pretending as Yingcao.

The green man also perfectly maintained the expression of [no expression], he stretched out his hand, and swiftly signed a contract with Ootengu, without saying a word.

The things in the eyes are too heavy, like the unfathomable sea.

"In your lordship," he said.

After finishing speaking, he took a few steps back to the place where he had just stood.

Big Tengu is both confused and delighted.

This is the first time that there is such a simple and unpretentious knife master, I am so happy.

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