[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

Being watched intently by those brilliant ruby ​​eyes, and with a big warm hand on top of his head combing his hair, Natsume couldn't help shyly looking away.

Even though the cat teacher was yelling in his ear, because the other party's behavior was not convincing, Natsume, who didn't feel that what he said was wrong, invited Edgar in a low voice: "Well, since you There are youkai who are very close to you, so if you are interested, please go to the festival of youkai."

Although it is unlikely, I am worried that Edgar has a bad impression of other monsters like those demon masters. After thinking about it, Natsume added, "Most monsters are rough on the outside, but kind on the inside. It's not scary at all, and you'll be welcome."

"Natsume, you are so naive! The monsters are not afraid to run for ten kilometers after seeing this guy, it's pretty good." Madara lay in Edgar's arms, and said ill-mouthed about him. At the same time, Natsume was hacked again.

Then as a matter of course, its words were directly skipped by Edgar and Natsume.

Edgar just rubbed Natsume's head, smiled kindly at him and said, "How about calling me Edgar instead of 'you' and 'you'?"

"No, no, no!" Natsume faltered in his words, but he firmly rejected the proposal, and then realized that such behavior was inappropriate, and added, "Uh... I mean, I still call you Mr Edgar is better."

"Oh? The Japanese take the etiquette of addressing very seriously." Edgar was surprised by such a quick rejection, but he didn't care. Instead, it gave Natsume a reason to go down the steps. .

But Natsume didn't continue the conversation, but instead denied it: "Well, uh, no. This is my habit, I'm sorry."

In fact, although Natsume is a gentle and polite boy, he usually doesn't put on such rigid etiquette.It's just that this time is different. Facing Edgar, although Natsume firmly believes that he is a gentle man in his mind, his other senses are like a cat teacher, always warning him.

Natsume himself has already noticed that this Mr. Edgar has a friendly but aloof and contradictory aura. On the surface, he is very close, but in fact, if he cannot express himself well, convey his advantages and strengths to him, and show his respect His harmlessness must make it difficult to really get close to his heart.

In fact, Natsume, who sees more clearly than the cat teacher who cares about the danger in front of him, is not afraid of getting along with Edgar. Instead, he just hopes to be the best in etiquette, and then become a true friend with Edgar step by step. .

This is a lovely child who is gentle by nature.

Although Madara could roughly sense what Natsume was thinking, she deeply felt that this was an impossible task, so she interrupted the conversation between the two of them again: "Hey, Natsume. It's already this time, and the wine will be drunk by them Come on, let's go."

Leaving the stage because the wine was almost finished is very nonsensical to others, but when Mr. Cat said it, Natsume had no doubts at all.After he responded, he looked at Edgar with a feeling of reluctance.

On the contrary, Edgar waved his hand with a smile and said, "Goodbye, maybe we will meet again at that festival."

"Ah, if that's the case, that would be great." Natsume returned a sincere smile.He took the teacher cat from Edgar's hand, whose hair seemed to have become much smoother and shinier, and happily turned and left.

After walking a few steps, I can still hear the cat asking Natsume: "Hey, Natsume, I just noticed that your face turns so red when you see that guy? Could it be that guy poisoned you?" Bar?"

"... Teacher Cat, please don't talk!"

"What!? Your attitude is too much! I won't forgive you if you don't give me twenty copies of Nanatsujiya's steamed buns!" Madara jumped out of Natsume's arms, "hummed" and turned her back to But after finding out that Natsume just covered his face and said nothing, he turned around and kept yelling at his feet.

Looking at the backs of Natsume and the beckoning cat gradually going away, it is obvious that they are just drinking with an uncle cat, but they still reveal a strong warm atmosphere.This made Edgar couldn't help sighing: "That's great."

"Oh, oh," Mustache suddenly leaned on Edgar's back, and whispered in Edgar's ear, "So the master likes this type?"

"Hehehe, don't make trouble." Edgar pressed his mustache-cut head, and removed the itchy breathing from his ear.He glanced a little far away, and found that Higakiri had dropped the Holy Grail that he had been teasing all the time, and now his younger brother Maruma was left there watching with a serious face, Ben would not do anything Holy Grail.

Although the Holy Grail was bullied by Higakiri with all kinds of words, and was physically threatened by Keimaru's knife on the neck, it seems to have enjoyed it now and is no longer afraid.

Especially when it found that it had abundant magic power, thick armor, and would not be easily harmed by knives, and the swords were not willing to destroy the head that looked exactly like the god-inspector, it could be said to be more than a hundred times more courageous.

Just like now, it moved straight in the direction of Edgar, that is to say, it slammed straight into the blade of Kagemaru. When his younger brother Maru quickly retracted the knife, it was a sprint, and he returned to the Edgar that he was most familiar with. in his arms (near the pocket).

"Honey, let's go to temple fairs, eat delicious food, wear kimonos, and watch fireworks!" it invited.

"Okay, after all, this is also the purpose of your body." Edgar readily agreed.

Although the Holy Grail is stupid and naive, as an accomplice who will never betray, Edgar doesn't mind satisfying his wishes in his spare time for the sake of his physical and mental health.

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Of course, his decisions weren't all about the Holy Grail.

In fact, as a visitor from a different time and space whose technology tree is more inclined to superpowers and high technology, cultural development is more inclined to the European Middle Ages, and the degree of exploration has tended to the entire universe, Edgar has never experienced such a situation like now. Japanese-style celebration, I am also looking forward to this festival.

——Otherwise, he wouldn't have used his mental power to hypnotize passers-by to prevent them from being implicated in the fight between Ibaraki and Higiri, which would lead to the sudden cancellation of the festival due to a strange attack.This would really bother him a bit.

But now the time and place are perfect, Edgar is very satisfied with the current situation.Therefore, in order to gather people together and make this place more lively, he... directly notified the entire Honmaru to come and play together, and decided to implement a big plan.

(—Even though Hasebe himself repeatedly emphasized that it is better to keep him guarding the position, that was also dismissed by this wayward judge.)

So the small calculation of the Holy Grail was half destroyed. It was impossible to throw down two knives and go on a cheerful tourist route with one person and one cup alone.

Edgar naturally knew what its complete plan was, but how could he, who was happy to play with the Holy Grail, act completely according to its plan. This man with a bad personality has always been based on his own preferences.

Therefore, after the notification was completed, Edgar stood in the middle of the street and began to make preparations—what was quite miraculous was that the crowd unconsciously kept a distance from this man who at least seemed to have a gentle temperament. A field with a radius of nearly two meters was vacated for him.

This situation can be said to be very eye-catching on this crowded street, but indeed no human being has noticed that there is something wrong with it. Needless to say, it is Edgar's handwriting again.

Then, facing the rare reaction, Edgar quickly compared the holy grail of [Erkang's hand.jpg], the mustache with his head tilted in some puzzlement, and the mouth that has been open since the unscientific scene started. The closed knee ball gave a soft "shh", signaling them to watch carefully.

He himself opened his arms like a magician, saluted exaggeratedly, and gestured a "three, two, one" movement with his fingers.So in the next second, a wonderful and dreamy picture was quickly displayed in front of them——

The moment the god judge lowered his index finger, the countdown ended, and fireworks made of cherry blossoms exploded in the sky. The sky was magnificent, and the sky was filled with gorgeous pink. Afterwards, the swords slowly came out of it. Recalling the sharpness and danger of fighting Hisoka, all of them had a pleasing smile on their faces, walked with joyful steps, and even wore kimonos that matched the surrounding atmosphere.

——Holy Grail was downcast at the complete failure of the double date he had planned, but quickly cheered himself up again;

——Keimaru continued to be stunned, and never thought that the ostentation of summoning the swords could be so gorgeous and high-profile;

——Hidekiri was very happy, he clapped his hands vigorously, and sighed to himself that he was indeed a five-faced god judge, but he was different.

After performing the "magic", the performance of the audience was also very interesting, and Edgar stopped supplying Sakura with spiritual power contentedly.However, to his surprise, the cherry blossoms did not stop floating, and these knives who were always under strict supervision by Hasebe in the Honmaru all maintained the state of Sakura Fubuki.

With graceful cherry blossoms floating behind Aizen, he sprinted to Edgar's side with high mobility at the first moment. He raised his head high and looked up at the God-inspector in admiration, bouncing non-stop: "Festival! Festivity ! It’s a festival! Master, I love you!!!”

"Ah, how cunning, we love our master too!" The short knives approached Edgar viciously and cutely relying on their petite and cute appearance.

And through the things in their hands, Edgar also understood that the festival was only part of the reason for their happiness, and part of the reason was——

"General, since it is a Japanese festival, it is natural to wear a kimono!" As the first short sword to come to Honmaru, Atsushi started the introduction mode instead of the initial sword Yamabagiri who was unwilling to shoulder this important persuasion duty. With a wave, he stretched out to each of the Taidao fighters who were holding clothes, and said seriously, "We have carefully selected this, this, this, this..."

Those swords cooperated with him very well, or they should all come prepared. They were all dressed in kimonos similar to the ones they held in their hands like models, and they lined up in front of Edgar. few seconds.

Elegant, classical yet fashionable, fashionable without losing aestheticism, aestheticism without losing vitality, stepping on wooden clogs is the feeling of stepping out of the catwalk on the street, it can be said that he has used all his strength to win the eyes of the judges. I tried my best and worked very hard.

(Higiri: Nah! My lovely little brother, what kind of pill, is this the legendary Victoria’s Secret catwalk?

Knee Maru: ...Anijia, my name is Knee Maru, and Victoria's Secret is a lingerie show, so it's not good to walk like that on the street.

Tokiri (great reading): Wow, Bolingermaru, you understand it well, it's amazing! [So you are such a brother pill.jpg]

Knee Maru: ………………… My name is Knee Maru. )

The author has something to say: Host Hou: Miracle Gaga will open again!The goal this time is an elegant and cool men's kimono. Which sword man's collocation can be appreciated by the general and come out on top, so stay tuned!Welcome to bet! Ps. I think it's me (Model: Yizhen ver).

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What kind of pill is my cute one, I really like to bully him 23333333

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