[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

Hearing the huge and loud "bang bang bang" impact sound coming from behind, Edgar quickly walked out of the room before Hasebe "cut" the desktop in annoyance after saying that sentence , gave Hasebe a little time to heal himself.

In fact, Edgar would not be angry when Hasebe, who has always been loyal and whispered to him, was kicked out. He just thought that the swordsmen were as interesting as ever.But when he stepped into the courtyard and heard what the other swordsmen were sighing, the smile that was amused by Hasebe's shy reaction gradually turned into a sigh.

Edgar found helplessly: in such a short period of time, which was not enough for Hasebe to write two or three lines of work reports, the fact that he was now suffering from frequent headaches had been surrounded by those worried and chaotic swordsmen. It's almost advertised.

The newcomer Yamato Shou Anding even seems to have been touched by this incident to the psychological shadow of the past.Even though Qingguang of lv99 tried his best to stop him, he of lv1 threw his hands fiercely with all his strength, and still managed to get rid of the restraints.Then, while crying, "Don't, don't go on the same road as Okita-kun...!" At a speed that can be said to be terrifying, he threw away Qingguang who was chasing him, and successfully sprinted to Edgar's body beside.He took off his scarf, stood on tiptoe and wrapped it carefully for the judge.

"Pfft," Edgar laughed out loud as he felt the stable, child-like warm body temperature on the scarf.He comforted the boy in front of him, who was hairy like a Pomeranian's tail, took off the scarf and wrapped it around him again, "It's okay, I just have a headache, it's not that far yet, okay? "

His eyes were full of smiles, and there was really no trace of trouble with his headache.

However, Edgar's gentle words and soothing touch seemed to only have the opposite effect.After a shock, An Ding immediately choked up and said, "Okita-kun—!" Then he spread his hands and hugged Edgar forcefully.He buried his head on Edgar's chest, sniffing the unique rusty smell of blood stained on it, and the teardrops that had been circling in his eyes finally came out.

"Okay, okay, Yamato's Anding is not the setting I heard." Edgar patted Anding's back tenderly, and poured him a bowl of poisonous chicken soup in a low voice, "Human beings are very fragile. I don't know when I will die easily, so, if you want to be pampered, you must hurry up and show your charming smile in front of me."

"...Ugh!"

Probably because this bowl of poisonous chicken soup has a miraculous effect. After listening to Edgar's words, An Ding, who was clinging to Edgar as if glued to him by super glue, was easily relieved by Qing Guang who was sweating and chasing him. It was torn off from Edgar's body, and he quickly ran back to the room to tidy up his face.

For Edgar, stabilizing his emotions is only the first step, and there are countless swords waiting in line behind him to comfort him one by one.After he managed to deal with these swords and swords whose mental resistance to related events was not as fragile as potato chips due to past experiences, Edgar welcomed the sympathy gift package sent by all the staff of the Government of Time.

There is even a letter attached to it, the content is roughly telling Edgar that health should be the first priority, and work, loopholes, etc. can be changed in the future.

——In addition, considering that it is very unlikely that there will be a second person like Edgar among the god judges who can use this shocking knife forging method in the past thousands of years, they even changed their words:

『Compared to Gabriel-sama’s health problems, those loopholes can be left alone!Please also take care of your health, meme chirp! 』

If it weren't for the reasoning of the Government of Time, and Edgar's ability is indeed a bug-level existence that is difficult to replicate in this time and space, what they said seems to be completely giving up for their own love of showing off. Their own professional quality is average.

At the same time, this also made Akashi, who was asked by Edgar to read the contents of the letter, almost burst his glasses.The more he read the letter paper in his hand, the more wrinkled he was. After repeatedly skipping the nasty words, he finally got caught and said "Momojiu", the angry soul in Akashi's heart could no longer be suppressed , began to burn violently and growl in his mind: the staff guarding history ignored the loopholes that might cause problems when forging men with swords, and still had time to send out this kind of perfumed and disgusting letter, but you gave it to me I am motivated to work hard!

This lazy Taidao complained so excitedly in his heart.

……

All in all, due to various factors, Edgar was finally pressed on the seat by the worried swordsmen and forced him to rest, and thus lived an idle life that Akashi envied and hated.

And the swords continued their previous plans and arrangements-spontaneously/driven by violence to complete the daily activities that should be done in this maru today, and lead the new swordsmen to brush up their level and proficiency.Even, from another point of view, because Edgar has not been working in Honmaru for a long time, everyone's work progress is faster without Edgar standing aside to attract attention.

Therefore, Lord Edgar, who thought he was always reasonable, did not intend to make trouble.He sat very, very leisurely, very leisurely in the Japanese-style living room, which was spacious enough to hold a party, but now it was unexpectedly deserted, listening to the noisy noises in the courtyard, while quietly waiting for the birth of interesting events .

But to say that Edgar stayed in the house alone, it was naturally not in line with his personal preference.As far as the present is concerned, there are three swords sitting around him, accompanying him.

——Located directly opposite Edgar, only a coffee table away from him, were Izumi Mori Kanesada and Horikawa Kunihiro.

Horikawa was peeling tangerines that were out of season, but still delicious thanks to spiritual power.He was basically repeating: peel off one and put it in front of the judge; peel off one and put it in front of Izumi Shou....It seems that there is no intention of leaving a few oranges for myself, and I really enjoy the feeling of taking care of others.

Mori Izumi, who was being taken care of, was like a child, sitting carelessly beside Horikawa, not intending to reach out for food at all, but opening his mouth very naturally, waiting for Horikawa to be fed.

Regarding this, Horikawa looked at Edgar, then at Izumi Mamoru, and after hesitating again and again, he still didn't have the courage to stuff the fruit into the owner's mouth casually like he did with his Mr. Kane, so he had to hold a piece of fruit that was about to be eaten by him. While hesitating, the crushed orange was patted into Izumi Mori's mouth which was always open. (Izumi Mamoru: Woo, cough, cough! It hurts!)

Then he laid out the oranges in front of him in a very meticulous manner, as if performing some ancient tribute drama, and then pushed in Edgar's direction.

"You really know how to take care of people, thank you~" Edgar nodded and thanked him with a smile, but he didn't reach out to take it.

And the reason is of course not waiting for Horikawa to feed him like Izumi Mamoru, but because he is currently indulging in a new hair experience and cannot free his hands.

Edgar's knees, which were half hidden behind the coffee table, were covered with layers of thick hair.Naturally, needless to say, the exaggerated length is longer than ordinary human height after combing straight. The all-natural, gradient hair color from black to white also made Edgar full of interest-the root of the hair is clearly still The jet-black and beautiful black hair was already flawless white hair when it extended to the tip.

Moreover, although the whiteness will overlap with Xiaohumaru's fur when you first see it, when you put your fingers through it, you will feel that although it is as white, thick and thick as the fox's fur, in fact But it doesn't have the warmth unique to Xiaohuwan's fluffy fur.Instead, it is as smooth and silky as flowing water, just like the personality of the person it belongs to.

Yes.Sitting next to Edgar was Suzumaru Tsuneji, who was also a new sword.

He didn't care that his hair was constantly being played by Edgar like a toy, but with a slight smile on his face, he read the scriptures with his eyes half closed.

Under Suzumaru's long and slow recitation, Izumi Mamoru finally recovered from the attack of the orange, obediently stopped causing trouble for Horikawa, sat there and ate self-sufficiently.

As a result, there was a peaceful atmosphere all around.It made Edgar feel exactly the comfort of a tired man after a short rest, while slowly stroking the obedient cat on his lap, while leisurely tasting the sweet fruit after a meal.

then……

"Galala--" the noisy sound broke the tranquility.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and saw that the Japanese-style door was pushed open from the outside after a pause, revealing Tsurumaru who was hiding behind, patting his chest to calm his heartbeat.

"..."

"Wow!" Tsurumaru couldn't help screaming when he found out that his whereabouts had been revealed before the plan started.But he didn't run away immediately, instead, he stood in the corridor openly and sighed: "I wanted to sneak in to scare you, but this door makes such a loud noise, what a shame! It scared me." After speaking, he patted his thin chest a few more times.

"Well, if you do the opposite and push open the door forcefully, it will either make a loud bang, or break the door with a bang. I don't think such a development will Is it easier to scare people?" Edgar, who was targeted by Tsurumaru as one of the victims, was very leisurely, and even started to guide him leisurely.

"...!" Tsurumaru, who was instructed, took a step back and hid himself the first time he heard Edgar speak.After a few seconds, I mustered up the courage again, poked my head out and complained, "Why are you so proficient."

Then, he seemed to realize that his current behavior was too cowardly, and he didn't look like a crane that would frighten people at all.Then he said to Edgar: "Forget it, I'm not here to look for you!" and strode into the house.

Tsurumaru looked around first, and then locked on to the target who was reciting scriptures.He walked around Edgar carefully, took a deep breath, and coaxed him lying on the back of the chair with a teasing tone: "Shuzhuwan~ The guy next to you who is touching your hair is full of blood. The evil person who is dedicated to causing war, don't you think about purifying and saving him?"

"Oh." Edgar chuckled lightly against his cheek.