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

Dupont considered himself a tolerant and amiable master.Kami Kiyomitsu can casually call a "stupid judge" and question his decision to deal with Hasebe and Horikawa Kunihiro-this Rapper has a certain degree of misunderstanding of his own personality, he is not judging Dupont, It's the god-inspector he thought didn't exist.

Then, Du Peng can still tell the difference between Tsundere's distaste for integrity, and his real objection to his style of doing things.California Qingguang really felt that he shouldn't be doing what he is doing now.If it was him who did something wrong, he was open to opinions and changed himself a little.But Dupont thought that he would not harm California Qingguang, so he did not accept any suggestions.

The black-haired Dao shuddered from the sudden change of atmosphere.When he found out that the god judge was really upset, he didn't even have time to think about such esoteric questions as "Why is the god judge who doesn't get angry when he is attacked?" Beside Dupont, obediently and fawningly put one hand on the table.

"Master God Judge, don't be angry, I was wrong..." The beautiful young man carefully bent down, put his face on the table, raised his head, and blinked desperately, "Thank you? Please come to decorate me Bar!"

——No matter how much he advertises himself as experienced, stable and reliable, when facing the judge, California Qingguang has always been just a cutie with no temper. When the judge speaks, he will unconsciously start to lower the volume, and start to act like a baby softly.

And now that California Qingguang has been persuaded in seconds, Du Peng doesn't care about his offense just now.He gently held the boy's slender and slender hand, took out the hand pillow from the makeup box, and put California Qingguang's hand on it.

Dupont first asked what kind of nail polish was applied before California Qingguang very expertly, and chose the corresponding nail polish remover.Then, the handsome young man lowered his head, with moderate strength, carefully and carefully cleaned off the remaining nail polish, trimmed the dead skin gently and meticulously, cut the nails short, polished the shape, and polished the nail surface...

so good...

California Qingguang's nostalgic eyes fell on this handsome young man in front of him. Through him, he seemed to see another human being who had been with him for many years.Alas, if the master could do the same thing as the judge in front of him, not only painting his nails, but also playing with him non-stop for more than ten minutes.As Fusangshen who is essentially a sword, he likes to be played and decorated like this...

"Which color do you want to paint?" The examiner put the color palette in front of California Qingguang who was distracted and asked him to choose.

California Qingguang lowered his head, looked at the nail pieces with gradually changing colors, and marked the brand and color name one by one, and sighed happily: "Oh, it's so good, they are all famous brands."He looked back and forth for a few minutes, puffed up his face in distress, "What should I do...they are all so beautiful, I don't know how to choose, I can't choose..."

Seeing his distressed look, Dupont couldn't help being a little funny.He beckoned to Toshiro Maeda, who was watching quietly eating candy, "Maeda-chan, come here."

The little short knife obediently came over with a lollipop.Dupont pointed to the seat on the other side of him and said, "Sit here."

Maeda Toshiro sat down obediently.When Dupont stretched out his hand to him, he cleverly put his hand on it, blushing with joy on his face.The judge repeated the steps just now, and began to trim the nails with the short knife.The boy was a little embarrassed, but he was also addicted to the joy of being approached by the judge, and he couldn't extricate himself until he was also painted with primer, and he hesitated to ask: "I, do I want to choose a color too?"

Du Peng touched his head and said, "I'll draw you some little rabbits to match your new clothes, okay?"

Maeda Toshiro nodded quickly.Although he was not the kind of boy who could paint his nails before, the things that the judge personally gave him, no matter what they were, were so attractive that he couldn't refuse them at all.

In this way, during the onset of Qingguang’s difficult choice in California, the mind examiner drew a few white rabbits on the front of Maeda’s short nails, and lamented that painting is really a very practical skill.After Kishiki Hasebe asked him to manicure his nails and paint a few black butterflies on a white background, Kawa Kiyomitsu finally chose the color he wanted.

In the end, against the backdrop of cherry blossom petals falling in the room, the three fusangshen maintained a similar posture, staring down at their fingers, flipping them over and over again to appreciate them.And the god judge drank the tea sent by Horikawa Kunihiro, sat by the window to let go of his thoughts, and happily enjoyed the fruits of his labor for a while.

He looked at the time, and interrupted the happy atmosphere in the room: "Okay, pack your things, it's time to meet the team that came out."

Dupont stood up first, packed up his things with the help of the swordsmen, and urged them to leave, but he didn't walk ahead according to his habit.The judge stood in the room, waiting for the fusangshen to leave the room one by one.When there was only the black-haired knife left at the end of the room, the boy finally hesitated and said, "Master God Judge, I want to say a few words to you alone."

Du Peng nodded to Hasebe, who was waiting at the door with Toshiro Maeda, "You guys go first, I'll be there later."

California Qingguang hastily closed the door.He listened attentively until he confirmed that Hasebe, who was pressing and cutting, had gone away and could not hear what he was going to say, then he put his hands behind his back nervously, and his fingers tangle up behind him.The black-haired boy looked down at his toes, and said hesitantly, "I... what I'm going to say later, please don't get angry when you hear it - of course, even if you're upset, I still have to say it! "

Dupont couldn't help laughing, and said with great interest: "I understand, do you want to continue the topic just now? Tell me."

The human being stood by the window, tall and straight, with a handsome appearance.And he is so gentle, although he is usually easy-going and amiable, unexpectedly he also has a side full of the majesty of the lord.Under the noon sun, he was so perfect that he seemed to be the kind of god-judgment that all fusangshen dreamed of.But it is precisely because of this that it appears more fragile and dangerous.

The black-haired boy finally couldn't maintain his easy-going attitude.He is not the kind of fusangshen who lacks the care of his master at all.From having a human body to the present, he has always been carefully taken care of by his master, and he has worked hard to repay his master, caring and loving him as well.He will not be moved by a word or two of concern, or an occasional trace of tenderness, and he will not be devoted to any god-inspector.

But even he was so dizzy by the human being in front of him that he was powerless to resist, how terrifying!

"Master God Judge, you have just joined the job and don't know much about the situation. I...Although I am not very good at saying this, I have to tell you the truth - it is very dangerous to be too gentle with the swords!" California Qingguang said in annoyance.

"You human beings... No matter how hard you try, there is no reason to be a god judge for a lifetime. When you are old, sick, going home to marry and have children, and retiring to enjoy life, there are always various reasons to leave Here, go back to the world that belongs to you. Lord God Judge, have you ever thought that you are so kind to them, how much your swords will love you. When you leave, how will it end?"

When California Qingguang said this, he suddenly narrowed his scarlet eyes and laughed.He put away the appearance of a cute and beautiful boy, and showed the eyes that he only showed to his enemies in the past-arrogant and provocative, and the cold air was pressing.His tone also changed, becoming dangerous.

"You know that swords are made to hurt people, right? Even though we are all obedient and obedient now, we are very tame to the god judge. But... in fact, we all like blood and killing, and like to listen to the wailing of the enemy. "The boy deliberately licked his nails.It was like he was a leopard that had just played and tortured its dead prey, tasting the blood from its paws.

"My god judge is not as good as you. He is not as good-looking as you, he is not as kind as you, and he is not as exaggerated as you when it comes to swords... But you know what? When he said he was leaving, tell me' When I consider you all as colleagues and friends', I seriously thought about kidnapping him and hiding him where no one can see."

Speaking of this, California Qingguang smiled again, and said self-deprecatingly, "But I planned halfway, and found that I don't have that great ability, and I don't want him to hate me and be afraid of me..."

"My master, even before resigning, he has been working hard to contact the government of time and his friends, trying to find a suitable new master for us all so that we can continue to be taken care of. But I don't want him I chose a new owner, and I was afraid that I couldn’t help but hurt him impulsively, so I ran away! No matter how cute I look, what’s the use of it? My loved ones in this world..."

The black-haired boy lowered his head, tears fell drop by drop, and fell to the floor.After he finished speaking, he glanced carefully at the judge who had been listening carefully, calmed down his emotions, and added softly, "No, but you don't have to be too afraid of us...don't just pick it up. If you wander home and return home, the contract will guarantee that you will not be harmed."

Speaking of this, thinking that he was the homeless Fusangshen who was randomly picked up, California Qingguang couldn't help feeling sad.Originally talking about being abandoned made him emotional, but now he wanted to persuade the human being in front of him, and accidentally stabbed himself in a sore spot.The black-haired Da Dao suddenly became so wronged that he shrugged his shoulders and cried out.

"Woo...Of course you don't have to be afraid of me...I've never hurt a god judge..."

Dupont laughed in a low voice, and the vibrating breath stirred his chest cavity.He took out a handkerchief and handed it to the weeping boy.

"I know that you have been patrolling the outskirts of the wandering sword colony, escorting back the god-inspectors who have entered by mistake." The god-inspector said gently.He didn't respond to the topic of whether or not he was afraid of the sword, because it was not worth discussing at all.After the consolation, the judge became a little stricter, and scolded the crying young man with a knife, "However, it is still wrong to run away from home. Tell me the contact information of your master. I need to contact him and explain to him that you Case."

"What, what?!" California Qingguang stopped crying and looked up at the judge.When he found the seriousness in human eyes, he couldn't help being dumbfounded—wait, wait a minute, this is not the point of what he said just now!