[Comprehensive] There seems to be something wrong with the judge

If an ordinary person is on a hot beach, wearing long clothes, long trousers, boots, and a scarf, with flushed skin and shortness of breath, everyone may immediately realize that this dead fool has suffered from heat stroke as he wished.

But ordinary fusangshen, relying on their physical fitness much stronger than human beings, will not encounter such troubles-of course, the premise is that you can't sleep because you heard that tomorrow will be taken by the master, so excited that you can't sleep all night. He was tossing about strange things that he couldn't tell others, and he tied himself tightly with a rope inside his clothes.

Kiko Sadamune is experiencing this kind of trouble now—before that, although he highly accepted his preferences, he never doubted his integrity.Although different from Hasebe's serious, too serious and boring expression, Kikko Sadamune still firmly believes that he is a qualified master and loves his master firmly.

However, why did his dizziness, sweating, hotness, and difficulty in breathing intensify when facing his master's friends?This is too strange... Kiko Sadamune recalled the dramas he and Mr. Barr had followed together, looked suspiciously at the good-looking translucent young man on the opposite side of the chessboard, and his mind was full of question marks: I fell in love at first sight again ?

Then, his vision suddenly blurred, and he limply lay down on the chessboard, throwing the chess pieces in disorder.

Fujiwara Sawei was stunned. For a moment, he forgot that he couldn't touch Kikko Sadamune, and stretched out his hand blankly, wanting to push his arm: "Are you okay?"

Dao, with the pink hair, did not respond to the question.Zuo Wei burst into tears instantly, making Kikko Sadamune suspect Dao Sheng's arrogance, and was washed away by the gushing tears.The young man in white covered his face with his long sleeves, and PIAPIA rushed into the sea to find Dupont for help.

He was really anxious, successfully forgot the code name that the interrogator had just used for more than ten days, and yelled aggrievedly like a lost child calling his mother: "Sanlang, Sanlang! Woooooo, little turtle, he fainted—— ! Saburo! Help, Saburo!"

The real name of the god judge, just like what the government of the time said, is a surname that is too common to be more common, plus the rank among peers, it is neither the biggest nor the smallest... Well, Mr. Du Peng is becoming a god of judges. Before that, the name in this world was suddenly exposed to all Fu Sangshen.

The Swordsmen, who were not prepared for this kind of thing and couldn't figure out what the "Little Turtle" was, stopped playing around, and emerged from the sea water, staring at the God Judge and the weeping girl in his arms. Sawei Fujiwara was in a daze—well, in this Honmaru, the basic rule of survival is to stay calm everywhere, if it’s not possible, it’s not bad to be in a daze.

Of course, it would be even better if it could be like Jiro Tachi.

Earlier, under the signal of the judge, the daggers got the power to take care of Taro Palace as they wished.After playing for a while, Jiro Tachi, who was basically incapacitated, took over from his brother.With the help of the short knives, the two brothers, like Yiqi Yizhen, were put on a rubber boat, floating with the current in the sea to bask in the sun.

Because the Taro Taidao is too small, in order to prevent him from falling into the sea and being in danger, Jiro sacrificed his own wine jar with great kindness, wrapped the rope tied to it around his brother's waist, tied him firmly, and followed Lie together on the kayak by yourself.

At this time, he watched and cried and threw himself into the arms of the judge, pointed at the shore, and asked "Will the little turtle die like Toranojiro"... This strange, unseen, half-hearted The transparent long-haired man lowered his head and looked at his elder brother, then the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, revealing a cheerful smile.

Wow--!The real name of Lord God Judge is Saburo!Are you like brothers with him and big brother? !Taro, Jiro, and Saburo sound harmonious and intimate, don't they? !Odachi ignored the "Little Turtle" logically, stared happily at Dupont and thought: Well, it's just a little shorter, but bro, it's cuter if it's smaller.

Taro Taidao, who was stared at by him, didn't know why, so he returned a dignified and holy smile, and was picked up by his younger brother who suddenly became excited, and rubbed it happily on the side of his face.

However, apart from the two big knives that may be misfocused due to watersickness, some people still care about "whether the little turtle will die". Following the direction Zuowei came from, they saw the lying on the chessboard. After the tortoise shell Zhenzong, everyone rushed to the beach anxiously.

Of course, the first one to reach the Kikko Sadamune was the God Judge who patiently appease Zuowei.

He lifted the dao from the ground and found that he still had a vague consciousness.After touching his head to test the temperature and checking his pulse, the god judge basically confirmed the current state of Guijia Zhenzong.He thought a little amusedly: Fusangshin who never gets sick, Kikko Sadamune who suffers from heat stroke, and Yamabagiri Kunihiro who has a fever due to drunkenness are really weird.

In order to alleviate his symptoms, the interrogator stretched out his hand to untie the knife scarf, and when the tortoise shell raised its arm weakly to resist, he slapped his hand off without refusal.

The judge of the gods showed his ability to take off people's clothes in a smooth manner, unzipped the zipper of Dato's coat, tore off the coat, and let Taiko Bell and Mukichi who came after him take off his hard-to-take off boots in disgust.Whether it smelled or not, in short, he held his breath preparedly, and quickly took off the vest and trousers.

In the end, under the noses of the Daojian Fusangshen who rushed over, the God Judge calmly and calmly tore off the red rope that was tied around him in a fancy way.Poor, limp Yiqi didn't know what was going on, and was still floating in the sea, and didn't have time to get there before all this happened, covering his brothers' eyes.

"It's okay, I'm wearing too much, the bandage is too tight, I can't breathe well, I'm suffering from heat stroke."

The calm judge slapped the tortoise shell with his hand.Just like he has stripped countless men with ropes under their clothes, the well-informed humans glanced at the red-faced swordsmen, showing contemptuous eyes of "you really don't know much".He neither stared at the tortoiseshell Zhenzong who curled up like a boiled shrimp and covered his face with lovelessness, nor did he deliberately avoid his body.

Since it is on the beach, there is no essential difference between wearing underwear and swimming trunks.Besides, there is no opposite sex here - so the undisturbed mind thinks so.

"Okay, don't crowd around here. Yaoyan, go get a glass of water and add some salt." The judge stood up, "carry him to a ventilated place in the house."

Fu Sangshen, who had formed a circle, stepped back neatly, making room for a spacious circle.It seems that there are ferocious beasts that are bent down and ready to attack.Pressing and cutting Hasebe looked left and right, and felt that the main order should not be allowed to hover in the air in such an embarrassing manner, and no one would obey it.With a sacrificial look in his eyes, he took a step forward, picked up the sweaty red tortoise shell, and staggered into the room.

The appraiser nodded in satisfaction, stood up, and looked at the Odachi brothers who were still struggling to paddle in the sea, with Qi Yun Dantian, put their hands together around their mouths, and used a voice as loud as thunder and a high-pitched pronunciation similar to Bel Canto , loudly yelled at Datachi brothers and Yiqi who were stranded at sea: "It's okay, don't worry——! Tortoiseshell is just suffering from heat stroke—!"

Even though this place is not a valley, but a vast sea, the voice of the God Inspector has been swaying from the sea, constantly being reflected, roaring and continuous like thunder.

"It's okay...it's okay...it's okay...tortoiseshell...heatstroke...heatstroke...heatstroke..." This voice echoed in the ears of everyone in this small space.

After finally regaining consciousness, he found out that he was not a secret, so everyone saw the Kikaka Sadamune, and he fell into deep despair when he heard the majestic voice of a lion's roar outside the window.He... must be hated by the god judges.God, he just likes to be tied up, restrained, surrounded by the pain of love, but he doesn't like to show off.

But... this feeling of having to surrender... In addition to being ashamed, it seems to be... ha ha ha ha... ah!etc!Kika Sadamune, who was thinking wildly, was suddenly helped up by Yaoken, and forced to pour a large glass of salt water. After coughing, he felt dizzy again, and finally had no energy left to think about strange things.

The inquisitor had never yelled so loudly before, and when he wanted others to hear his voice, he would use some method to make his voice ring in the ear of the other party.Hearing this majestic and domineering shout, Yiqi Yizhen and Dadachi brothers in the sea were also shocked and confused.

Taro Tachi even suspected that the reverse waves on the sea were caused by the sound waves of the god judge.He staggered, originally stood up and looked into the distance, but now he sat down next to Jiro Tachi, showing a suspicious expression on his life.

Dupont's own swordsmen were so surprised, but the next-door neighbor was a senior otaku.The conflict between Hasebe and him originally originated from the work and rest time.It's not nine o'clock yet, and it's still a holiday with nothing to do, so of course he can't get up.Waking up in his sleep, the inquisitor's fragile heart was beating wildly, almost causing a heart attack.

Moreover, while he was half asleep and half awake, he suspected that there was an earthquake, and he was also afraid that the retrograde army was attacking this space. With agility that surpassed his own physical fitness, he rolled out of bed with a plop, hid under the bed, and used Bidu Peng's small Much more, but the voice was hoarse, and the voice that had reached its limit yelled: "Hase——no, Ranto Shiro! One phase, one strike! Help, help! Come here quickly!"

In the process of waiting for the swords, the god judge was restless, and his days seemed like years.

He didn't realize that time seemed to pass very slowly, which was not his illusion.Horikawa Kunihiro put away his gun, straightened his coat, and smiled from the bottom of his heart.Sneaking into this villa was surprisingly simple and convenient. At this time, there was no movement outside the villa, and everyone stayed quietly in the room.After confirming this, the boy Wakizawa climbed directly to the third floor.There were no swords living around the bedroom where the Inquisitor was, and he entered the room through the window of the empty room, successfully completing the task.

Before Rantoshiro rushed up to the third floor, Horikawa Kunihiro closed the door silently again without haste.

My lord, this is really too bad.In the chaos created by Hasebe's former god judge, the boy Wakisashi jumped out of the window, jumped from the third floor to the terrace on the first floor, turned into the kitchen, and checked their food reserves.As Lord Dupont said, very few...

Thirty to forty adult males have a lot of food.For a mental examiner who has just spent all his savings, every day he does not play outside the battle is an extra expense, so it is no wonder that he is so careful about his savings.Thinking of his lord who was always begging for resources from the Government of Time, Horikawa Kunihiro blinked his clear blue eyes sympathetically and understandingly.

Then, without hesitation, he picked up the rice he found during the search, carried two bags on his back decisively, and tried to jump twice. After finding that his agility and speed were not affected, he quietly took Shunlai with him. The food left the villa.

Carrying rice was too eye-catching, so the young boy Wakizawa didn't go back to report directly, but hid the rice bag in the bushes, and ran briskly to the convenience store, planning to buy a can of cold drink there, and waited to meet his master while drinking. confluence.