[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

Just as Edgar was about to reply to Luan, Akita and Aizen quickly pulled Luan out of his arms with extreme maneuvers like polarized knives.

Yaoken said apologetically to Edgar: "General, please wait a little longer, let's discuss and discuss." Then, he got into the group of knives and started arguing with everyone.

It can be faintly heard that the theme of their debate this time is to choose an appropriate person to tell their plan. It is very cute to even argue about this kind of thing.

Edgar pulled out the chair, sat near the door with a smile on his face, and waited for them to finish their discussion——Akashi, who was spread out on the seat beside him like stagnant water, changed his posture to bury his head in the crook of his arm, and lay the whole knife on his back. It looks like it's on the table.

Edgar didn't care about his ostrich-like self-deception knife, touched his neck exposed by the messy collar, admired his trembling feigning death, and then turned his head to look at the chattering man happily. Small groups too.

Akashi: ...

The current progress seems to be a unanimous dismissal of Crescent Moon who pointed at himself, and Candlestick Kiri combing the hairstyle that was done by the god judge. The final conclusion is——

They pushed out the trembling, five tigers retreating carefully holding the cubs that were being carried on him.

"That, that..." He twitched and rubbed the hem of his clothes.

"Hmm." Edgar also waited patiently for him to say.

"Phew." Wuhu Tui probably gained strength from the master's patient waiting. After taking a deep breath, he said loudly, "We don't think it's appropriate to sit at the long table. There will always be knives that are too far away from the master!!!"

The sudden eruption of the five tigers' retreat scared the knives behind him enough that Edgar even saw some of them really jumped up.

"Ha...ah." He wanted to laugh but held back, and continued to ask, "So, your plan is...?"

"...We hope that we can surround the master and have dinner together in a circle." Wuhu Tui probably ran out of courage, and his voice became quiet again.

However, this proposal shocked Edgar quite a bit. Just imagine, he is sitting in the middle, surrounded by knives like throwing handkerchiefs around him, and there are knives watching him eat at all times... Eh↗↘~ Let people feel at ease to digest!

But looking at the expectant eyes of the pets, thinking of how many times they entertained him before, and again for the physical and mental health of the knives, Edgar decided to politely refuse: "Then I won't be able to see your lovely faces behind me." Yet?"

"...!" Seems to make sense, sitting behind the judge can only look at the master's back!

Seeing that the Huairou policy is useless, and the judge seems to be very reasonable, some knives are about to be persuaded.

At this time, Luan broke free from the restraint of Akita and Aizen, who relaxed their vigilance and fell into thinking, and stood up with their hands raised high: "We still have a second plan!"

"When did it happen? Why didn't I know?" The small group behind them whispered.

Luan turned his head to face them and straightened out his thin chest, expressing very righteously:

"I just thought about it!"

"..."

"Hahahahaha." Seeing the pile of knives deflated again, Edgar asked Luan to continue talking with great interest.

"Since you can't see if you sit behind the back, it's fine for us to walk around the master while eating!"

"Pfft—" There was a burst of laughter in the air that was suppressed but not stopped.

Don't get me wrong, although Edgar also laughed, the laughter was not his, but Yamabagiri, who was sitting in the distance and lying on the table with mushrooms. Although he didn't look up, he actually kept his ears up. The movement here is nothing more than a sound, but I couldn't hold it back when I heard this, and I laughed tremblingly, and even Kurikaro on the opposite side gave him a caring look at him who was holding back his laughter and almost OOC.

Yamabuchi didn't do anything, he just remembered what Sankazuki said to him before, and imagined that scene——

The judge sat in the middle, and the knives around him held up their rice bowls to look at the master, and at the same time they turned towards the master and danced around him in a circular arc, repeating the cycle.

Hahahahaha, this is the real cult performing rituals!

……

But it seemed that only Edgar was poked at the point of laughter like him.

Even Sanriyue, who put forward the idea of ​​"evil cult" at the beginning, and a drug researcher who behaved seriously seem to agree with the idea of ​​chaos. If it is true, people will not be able to eat well!Every day hahaha passed by, okay?

Edgar almost couldn't stop laughing, until Xiaoxiao hammered his arm angrily, then tried to lower the corner of his mouth and said to them: "It's not good for your digestion to eat like this." Wanting to say it's okay, Edgar added again, "It's not good for me and Yamabuchi either."

——Yamabukiri was given envious and jealous eyes.

Yamabagiri: Is it my fault that I have the same smile as the judge?

……

The seat turmoil finally ended in the discussion that Edgar participated in. The final arrangement was to keep the long table, and the seats were arranged according to the preference of the judges, followed by the number of times the reputation was won.

Sitting close to the owner seems to be a reward mechanism. Seeing the pets strive to exercise hard and go for a walk every day, Edgar is also very satisfied to stamp this plan.

……

It's finally time for dinner, and the wooden table in the restaurant has also avoided the fate of being thrown away, which is gratifying.

But yes, there was another twist, and this time Candlestick Che stepped forward and said: "It's time for dinner soon, even if it's a celebration proposed by the inquisitor! I'll make a few more for dinner The dishes are delicious, everyone can’t eat too much dim sum!”

Even though he was prevented from eating his favorite sweets, Candlestick Che's move left him with a lot of delicious suppers. Edgar looked at Candlestick Che very gratefully, as if his eyes were about to burst into tears .

Apparently, Candlestick Kiri inherited the perfect brain size of the entire Honmaru, and misunderstood Edgar's meaning. He said to Edgar: "Even if the master looks at me like this, you can't eat more." He pursed his lips, After thinking about it again, I added, "Eat one more piece at most!"

Although he was misunderstood, Edgar was still very happy. He walked over and patted him on the shoulder with windy steps, and praised: "Candlestick is really a virtuous knife~"

"...I would rather you praise me for being elegant and handsome." He shrugged the shoulders being patted helplessly, "I have tasted the master's handiwork before, and now it is not appropriate to consume too much sugar, I Let's make dinner now."

Edgar and the other knives thanked Candlestick Che for sacrificing his time to cook for them with warm applause. After he left, Edgar was the first to pick up the snacks and ate them, and the knives followed suit. .

Akita ate the dim sum on his face without noticing it; Ai Ran stained his nose, and was staring at the tip of his nose in a cross-eyed manner; Wuhu Tui was even worse, and under the trouble of the cubs, the dim sum fell onto his back.

Then, they were turned away by the brothers or the self-proclaimed guardians, some disgusted and some gently wiped their faces clean.

"Hey, Dao, who is only a few hundred years old, is already very sensible, so he can take care of his companions." Edgar praised it while savoring the aftertaste of that snack.

"Pfft——" Kurigaro slipped his hands when he heard this soft voice, and almost threw his face on the plate.

"Hahahaha," Edgar didn't stop laughing when he saw that Kurigara's already dark face turned darker, and explained to him with a smile, "Although I have lived for a long time, I have lived less than a day as a human being." , you are still cubs."

"...I'm not interested in knowing what you think."

Having said that, he still looked at the knives who were frolicking at the table with great concern, and couldn't help agreeing with Edgar's opinion in his heart.Could it be that I also behaved so naively?

He was thinking like this, and the more he thought about it, the more he devoted himself to it. He didn't even notice that a hand was attacking him. Before he could react, Edgar had already scraped off the bean paste around his mouth with his fingers, and even stuck out his tongue to lick it.

"!!!" Okurigara stood up with a bang, and left a short sentence: "I'm going to help Guangzhong!" and strode away.

"...?" The other knives, who didn't know what happened, lamented that Date Knives' relationship is so good~

Mr. Yamabukiri who witnessed the whole process again: I am a mushroom, don't look at me, don't look at me.

So the dessert time ended quickly after Edgar happily teased them to come and enjoy the second strawberry daifuku as an aperitif.

It's not that Edgar listened to Candlestick Cut so much, but when he reached for the third piece of snack, he stood up with a bang: "Master, you have already eaten two?" His brother's aura is simply Fully open, looking at the examiner with expectant eyes, "Please set an example and stop!"

"I'm very brave to order you~" Edgar stopped his hands, and then ruthlessly messed up his hairstyle through Yamabachi who immediately got down on the ground.

"..." In the helpless eyes of the first phase, Edgar let go of his hand and persuaded: "Okay, let me let you go, after all, I am a kind master."

"Yes, yes." The first issue echoed repeatedly, echoing this immature and self-willed (again ill) judge who sometimes behaved like his younger brother.

(——It seems that such a god-judgmentist actually hit my brother's heart very much.)

……

Dinner started quickly after Okurigara helped, and it ended after everyone praised Candekiri's craftsmanship so much that it almost became a commendation ceremony.

After the meal, Edgar thought of a way to digest food and was about to implement it. A small dagger came over to Edgar, and he looked at him with big blinking eyes, reminding him of the dessert incident for a second, and almost had a psychological shadow.

Hou Ke didn't know about this, but just tugged on Edgar's sleeve, and said coquettishly: "I saw a lot of different styles of kimonos under the bag. Are you going to wear it, general? Want to see it!"

Edgar, relieved that it was all that, thought for a moment:

After being stabbed, because it was a knife that restrained one's ability, the wound was always torn, the blood flowed continuously, and the imprint could not be erased, and after traveling here, that trace of ability seemed to be severely tortured by the power of time and space , is very weak, and will not bleed if there is no external collision.

And when I bought clothes, I was planning to change them, but not at this time.

Thinking of this, Edgar said to Hou: "I'm going to go to the hand-gathering room to practice to help me digest my food. I'll take a shower after sweating, and finally I'll change my clothes."

Seeing Hou's dim eyes instantly, he said again, "It happens that I have one less training object. If you win, the lottery will be for you to choose what I wear?"

The thick eyes were no longer dim at once, and they were as bright as incandescent lamps: "Really! It's great! Don't look at me as a dagger, but I'm the one with the highest level of practice. I won't show mercy, General!"

Hou's final yell obviously attracted the attention of quite a few knives, rather all knives.Cleaners, walkers, and chatterers all gathered and asked what happened.

Hoben didn't want to talk about it, but he didn't know that he never left Edgar from the beginning, silently observed the whole process, and opened his mouth to tell the incident one by one.

In the end, after knowing the cause and effect, the swordsmen discussed Edgar's coquettishness and prudence, and the lottery evolved into:

As long as you defeat the god judge, you can dress up the god judge—completely break away from the selection of clothes at the beginning, and focus on changing the clothes for the master.

Edgar didn't care about the clothes at all, and most of the time before the crossing, he was served by others, and, more importantly, he didn't think that these weak cubs would have any chance of defeating him, so he I agreed with a smile.

In this way, hand cooperation developed into a collective after-meal digestion activity for Quanhonwan.

The author has something to say:

Thank you Gan Gan Gan Gan for throwing the mines, it’s you again, boss, are you trying to keep me! Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

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It was modeled after being teased by Tsurumaru, Mikazuki, and Hasebe in the stage play.

so cute~

(Dress Nikki-Dress UP Queen ran out of physical strength, so I had to play Miracle Gaga)