[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

On Edgar's side, who had never experienced such an outward display of kindness, he slipped into a nearby tailor shop in a moment of bewilderment.

Obviously, every store should have a sound-proof barrier, or simply a small space of its own. The people in the store are not disturbed by the outside world at all, and they are very calm.

This also made Edgar relieved. He took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mood, and observed the situation in the store.

In addition to the store manager, there is also a purple-haired man with a sword who is arranging the folds of the clothes on display while chatting with the store manager.

I don't know if he is a security guard assigned by the government of time, or he came to work to earn pocket money. Looking at his golden haori, he may even act as a model.

——Actually, it’s their internal service.

When he saw Edgar coming, although he was vigilant like the sword men outside, but probably in line with the principle that the customer is God, he reluctantly smiled and greeted him, calling himself "Hachisuga Tiger Toru" .

Edgar didn't care about his expression, and looked at his clothes.

At first glance, the store sells all kimonos with signs indicating that they have spiritual power bonuses. Although he is a little interested, he still hopes to wear clothes that are easy to move.

——Although Mr. Edgar's own outfit doesn't seem to make people feel easy to move.

Seeing that the customers seemed to be about to leave, the store owner glanced at the crowd gathered outside the window and quickly said to the cash cow: "Spirit judges have their own preferences, and the small shop also deals in suits, but few people wear them. We usually wear suits. Made to order."

Edgar looked at the Honmaru funds that Foxnosuke stuffed for himself, and it was more than enough to buy some clothes and supplies.

So, he didn't know that it was a normal Honmaru's annual expenses, and he, who had always spent money lavishly, waved his hand and asked the store manager to take a few pieces of daily replacement clothes that he was currently using—all Some yukatas, kimonos and so on.

Afterwards, he ordered ten more suits of the same style as his body, and asked for the best fabrics and the highest level of spiritual power bonus.

Anything that can be done with spiritual power can be done with mental power, so Edgar wanted to see if this buff could improve his mental power.

Q: What would Edgar do if he knew it was a year's worth of money.

Edgar: Money?If you don’t have enough money, just grab/delete to make money?There will always be, huh, huh. (meaningful)

After measuring the size and making an appointment to pick it up a week later, Hachisuka, under the command of the store manager, handed over the membership card to Edgar who was carrying a bag of uniforms, and the store manager stood at the door respectfully preparing to send the Edgar away. It seemed to him that he had contracted the double identity of a big money maker and a cash cow—the person in front of him had only five thousand in his pocket without knowing it.

However, before going out, Edgar was pulled by the sleeve of Hachisuka beside him.

Seeing the judge looking at him with doubts on his smiling face, he forgot for a moment that he was on guard against this person before, and explained in a low voice with his blushing face:

"Excuse me, when I was measuring your size as a guest, I touched your clothing. The fabric is as light as a feather but stiff and extremely strong. I have never seen it in thousands of years, so I am a little curious."

Hearing this, the store manager hurried over, touched it carefully, and said with surprise on his face: "If you can give us this set of clothes for research... no, just tell us the details of the material, we are willing to give you these clothes." Free!"

Of course Edgar knew the material of this suit, he and his father No. [-] discovered the material and handed it over to the maker, and this suit even had its own name because of the eccentricity of the maker.

Isn't this "Ultra-light and ultra-wear-resistant Daniel Special Type 32 for the imperial family"?It is specially provided for those royal relatives who are timid and afraid of getting into trouble, greedy for life and afraid of death~ You can even pop up a hang glider by yourself after falling off a cliff~

It stands to reason that before the overthrow of the empire, Edgar, who was serving as the leader of the rebel army, could not have obtained this dress. After the overthrow of the empire, he basically wiped out the existence of the empire, leaving no room for repentance. It was even more impossible to salvage the suit from it.

However, how did he "die" in such a dress, and then appear in this time and space?

——Of course, it is thanks to my Baba No. [-] who served as the Marshal of the Empire. With the information he left, coupled with his own understanding of the formation and layout of Baba No. [-], after paying Dennis a huge amount of research funds , with the researcher himself turning a blind eye, he sneaked in openly and successfully obtained it~!

How can I be reconciled not to dress like this to mock the "old bastard" when I go to the meeting alone.

But having said that, Edgar, who was questioned, would naturally not tell the source of the materials that are not from this time and space, let alone give them the clothes for research.

He said with a sad face: "My mother sewed this suit for me herself, but she passed away in this world soon after that, and I don't know the details of the material..."—Anyway Baba, you don't want me anymore, and you will never hear what I say, so just treat me like a numb.

Although the mental activity was very joyful, he was still very sad on the surface, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes: "I'm sorry, it is my memory of my mother, and I can't give it to you for research... .”

As he spoke, he pursed his lips awkwardly and sighed with complex emotions.

"No, no, no, no, no! We should say sorry! You brought up your sadness!" The store manager was obviously taken aback by him, and quickly apologized, his face was full of apology, and he stopped mentioning the materials. .

Hachisuka on the side also lost his previous guard: "I mentioned this first, I'm really, really sorry." Saying this, he took a few steps back and was about to kneel down.

The Japanese custom of kneeling at every turn is really incomprehensible.

Thinking of this, Edgar strode up to Hachisuka with a long leg, helped him up when he was bent over, and said: "Those things have already passed, Mr. Model, you really don't have to worry about it."

"...Mo, Mr. Model? I'm here to protect you." Hachisuka was obviously very puzzled, and looked up at him stiffly in the posture of being bent over and being supported by Edgar.

"So it's not a model, but a sword?" Edgar smiled at him, gently straightened his body, stretched out his hand to tie the strands of purple hair that fluctuated with his movements, and pulled them together. Brushed Hachisuka's forehead and slid all the way behind his ears, and then stayed on the neck for a while, "I'm so sorry, seeing you are so beautiful, you should be specially hired by this store to display clothes."

"...As a real product, naturally, you must maintain an elegant appearance all the time!" The warm body temperature of the human being seemed to still linger on the neck. In the words, Hachisuka had already forgotten the previous vigilance and guilt, and covered it with his hands. I ran to the inner room with a flushed face, and kept trotting since I was in a panic. I really worked hard for elegance.

Edgar watched him run away with small steps, and saw that the judges outside seemed to have lost their enthusiasm for him, so he waved politely to the shopkeeper and walked out.

……

Shopkeeper: Dumbfounded, so good at flirting!Take notes and write them down, write them down!

Akashi: ...Is my master schizophrenic?

(--Yes.)

……

After leaving the store, Edgar went straight to the fruit shop that he had set his sights on from the beginning, but he just glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and was attracted by a store called "Science and Technology is the Primary Productive Force" opposite.

Surprisingly, there is no shopkeeper on the opposite side. From the glass window, you can see only a group of small robots that are as high as Edgar's knees, busy cleaning, and outside the door, there are sunglasses on their faces and a radio at hand, sitting leisurely. A knife basking in the sun on a rattan chair in front of the store.

Edgar is very familiar with this knife - Mikazuki Zongjin.

But what stopped Edgar was not the knife that he could see at home, but the name science and technology.

Although I heard from Foxosuke that this time and space is 2205 in the Western calendar, the surroundings are not ancient Japanese buildings, but the gravel paths of Wanya. I didn’t see people still sleeping on the ground! (No, no, that's their traditional culture) Who knows what kind of technological level the 23rd century is.

It wasn't until he saw the name of the store that he really became interested in the science and technology of this time and space. What kind of person took out the name of the store, and what did he produce?

What kind of technological branches will develop in this different time and space?

When Edgar was thinking like this, there was already an appraiser who stepped forward before him, probably attracted by the beauty, she did not enter the shop, but chose to talk to the old man who was basking in the sun at the door. Grandpa spoke up.

Seeing someone walking straight towards her, Sanriyue slowly stretched out her hand and pressed the switch of the radio, only to hear a deafening cry coming from inside:

“现在正在进行促销！现在正在进行促销！时之政府特供手机pad组合套装！当前仅售4888！4888！你买不了吃亏！你买不了上当！原价3000多！4000多的手机与平板！组合套装只售4888——！！！卡卡卡——”

The sound resounded through the heart, and everyone on the street was stunned. The crescent moon still seemed to be at ease, which made people wonder if he had presbycusis.

A certain wakizashi on the side twitched his mouth slightly and said, "Mr. Yamabushi's cry is really as full of spirit as ever..." Instead, he explained to Edgar that the sword that recorded the cry was a Taidao——Yamabushi Guoguang.

Enthusiastic about cultivation, he was hired by this store to shout slogans, so he naturally tried his best to help loudly.understand understand.

Apparently, the god-inspector who went up was also shocked by the voice, so he hesitated for a while, before plucking up the courage to ask about the details of Sanriyue's products again.

San Riyue put on a smile at first, no matter what the judge said, his mouth was dry, he still smiled and said nothing.

Some people on the street have already begun to suspect that this crescent moon is either suffering from Alzheimer's disease, or it was forged by a machine.

After a while, he stretched out his hand with a face full of enlightenment, and took out... earplugs from his ears.

He waved his hand and said lightly, "Sorry, little girl, that radio was too loud. Grandpa couldn't stand it so he brought earplugs and forgot to take them out hahaha."

"...I know why it's so loud, why don't you turn down the volume!" The judge looked speechless, and it seemed that Sanriyue's beauty couldn't repair her wounded heart.

"What? It turns out that this machine can adjust the volume. I thought it was the only button to turn on, hahahahaha."

"Crack bang—" This was probably the sound of the little girl's heart breaking into beauty.

She gritted her teeth, and then asked again: "So, I want to buy that suit, do I pay you?"

San Riyue first said "Oh?", then touched her chin, tilted her head, squinted her eyes with a smile behind her sunglasses, and said, "I seem to be only responsible for being a kanban man, and don't take money?" It was still a rhetorical question. .

He paused for a while, and then said: "That's right, because I took money from people and did things for them, I just sat here in a daze, and almost forgot that I didn't care about things."

He stretched out his slender and fair fingers and pointed at the little robot in the store, "Whether it's asking or paying, these things are all in their charge. Grandpa, I'm just in charge of sitting here."

"Well~ the moon is beautiful, and the sun is not bad either. It's really comfortable to bask in. Hahahaha."

"Crack--", "Crack--", "Crack--"

This is probably the sound of the little girl's nervous breakdown.

She slapped a stack of small pens on the table where the radio was placed, and shouted angrily: "Don't give change——!" Then she snatched the combination suit from the little robot, and carried it away.

San Riyue didn't care about the girl's reaction, but through the sunglasses, she could see that she was staring sharply at the little judge who was taken away by the machine for a while: "Well, well, I should be credited for the extra portion. "

——This look is completely opposite to the image of the confused old man before.

Probably because he noticed the complex expressions of the people around him, he smiled and explained to the crowd: "The more money, the better."

……

Maybe asking Mikazuki to be the Kanban man is to greatly increase the turnover in this way... I guess.

PS. Where is that California clear light?After a chapter, I have found a way to cure your master's late stage color control!

The author has something to say:

Beauty misleads people, beauty misleads people...

I was also tempted by beauty to become addicted to gaming.

(Touken Ranbu, FGO, Nikki-Dress UP Queen are currently undergoing three repairs)