God judge, her career is paramount

After the game, everyone went to the Daguang Room for dinner.

Dinner is simple soba noodles with tempura, cooked by Utari Kanesada.Jiro Taidao excitedly opened the wine storehouse, and came to drink with everyone with two jars of cherry blossom plum wine.

The scene on the god judge's birthday was almost reproduced, the little daggers sat around her together, and the adult swords were punching and drinking in the hall, it was very lively.

"Aluki Sangma—you're too cunning today!"

"That's right! At that time, we thought that Sanfu-san would definitely stop you!"

Imken jumped up, raised his hands high and demonstrated, "Candlestick Kirisan, Yamabushi-san, and Nagso Ne-san all jumped so—so high!"

Atsuto Shiro: "In the end, the general avoided it. I thought the general would break through forcibly..."

The examiner smiled and said: "That's called 'one-person time difference'. It jumps and smashes the ball when the opponent's block starts to fall, and it is specially used to deal with blocks that are taller than yourself."

"Ka Ka Ka - the practice of the humble monk seems not enough!"

"I want to learn too! Master, please teach me next time!"

"Kasen-san, don't just drink." Candlestick cut down Utasen Kanesada's wine glass, and gave him one of the tempura shrimp in his bowl: "Your fried shrimp today is delicious. The shell is thin and crispy , the inner shrimp meat is delicate and smooth, let’s make it together next time.”

"Oh... I'm just... I'm just..." Ge Xian Kanesada's face was full of alcohol, his eyes were red, he put down his glass and choked with sobs, "Master laughed so happily today, I hope these days can last forever! "

"Hahahaha..." Candlestick cut into a smile: "It will definitely. Next time we practice the ball, Song Xiansang will also come, haven't you been peeking around the kitchen today? If you want to play with the master, you must seize the opportunity."

Kasen Kanesada took a deep sip of wine: "It's a deal!"

The candlestick turned to Yiqi Yizheng on the other side: "The first phase hall?"

Yiqi Yizhen faced the direction of the main seat, looked at the girl sitting in the middle of the dagger, and was slightly absent-minded.

"Phase I hall?"

In the first phase, he reacted with a shock: "Sorry, what's the matter?"

Candlestick cut invited: "Next time you come too, anyway, you don't need to play during this period of time, why not bring Fujishiro and others to play together, not only to find something to do for the dagger, but also to have more reasons for the master to come down to play."

In the first episode, I feel excited... Do you want to play with your master like you did today?

The modern sport of volleyball is very unfamiliar to any swordsman, but today I have seen the master sweating and concentrating on the field. I believe that there is no swordsman who is not tempted. He imagines that after winning the game, he will smile and high-five with his master. Own.

Yiqi said modestly: "As long as you don't dislike..."

Candlestick laughed and said: "Hahahaha—we are men with swords and swords, no matter what happens, it is impossible for our motor nerves to be so bad."

There are still several vibrations of swords floating outside the group of human blades in Daguangjian.

Smiling Qingjiang sat with Qianzi Muramasa and Kika Sadamune laughing "huhuhu" without knowing what, and the blades passing by around them felt a chill on their necks.

Mikazuki Zongjin and Yingwan sipped wine and chatted softly, ignoring the elderly monk's clothes and sports coats, the posture of the two had the demeanor of a peaceful nobleman.

Higaki sat at the end of the table and drank alone. The speed was not fast, but he poured cup after cup to his mouth, looking a little nervous.

Without hesitation, he persuaded: "Brother, drinking is harmful to your health, so you should stop drinking."

"Don't worry, we are fusangshen, not human beings." Higakiri's soft voice was the same as usual: "Brother Maru can go to the master if he wants to, I won't get drunk."

Cunwu struggled for a while, but still couldn't resist the temptation of being gently touched by the master, and once again told Mustache not to drink too much, he ran to the host.

Hikakiri sat in the corner of the wide room and watched the girl running to the main seat, and was held in her arms and rubbed her hair affectionately.

--so good.

Higakiri brought the full wine dish to his lips, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Cunwu who was mixed in the dagger suddenly felt something, he turned his head to look at Xi Mo, and there was no one in the seat where his brother was originally sitting.

Cheers from the daggers around me interrupted Cunwu's thoughts: "Yeah~~~ Let's soak in the hot spring with the master!"

The serious Maeda corrected: "Not together, the master's hot spring pool is separate."

"But we can also hang out next door!"

"That's right! Take a bath with the master!"

"Hey hey hey... If the master wants to tie him on his thigh and go to jail~ he is a professional bodyguard~~"

"chaos--!"

The adult sword man also heard the short sword's cheers.

Guijia Zhenzong curled the corner of his mouth and pushed his eyes: "Hmph...the hot spring..."

Qianzicun smiled slightly: "Oh? A hot spring...then I'll take it off."

Smiling Qingjiang said with emotion: "Speaking of hot springs, men and women bathing together is also one of the traditions in our country, which is the so-called 'uncovered meeting'. Hehehe, this is really yearning."

Before the sound of countless swords being drawn, Smiling Qingjiang hurriedly added for his own safety: "I mean the traditional culture that yearns for the past! It is the traditional culture that has disappeared!"

"It's too late, Mr. Qing Jiang."

"Let's find you a feng shui precious place for a dignified burial in the back mountain!"

God judges seldom go to hot springs, and the sword man is very excited, but the god judges don't feel much, anyway, there are baffles, just like hot spring houses in the world.

Moreover, the hot spring pool in Honmaru is really too big, unlike the repair pool that can only hold more than ten swords and swords, the hot spring pool that is really used for bathing can allow at least thirty swords and swords to enter at a time, plus the courtyards of various sword schools There are also independent bathrooms and soaking pools, and the hot spring pools are never full.

It was late at night, and the Honmaru hot spring pool was brightly lit.

In the curling water vapor, the side of the male soup plopped into the water like dumplings, and several male bodies of various colors, mature, young, muscular, or smooth, slowly walked into the water, all of them had exquisite faces and good figures , Kabukicho's most profitable cowherd shop is nothing compared to it.

The female soup side is too deserted.

After rinsing his body, the judge didn't even need a bath towel, and walked casually into the pool, wrapped his whole body in the slightly hot hot spring, and sat down by the pool.

It's really comfortable... The judge sighed softly: "Oh..."

After her voice fell, she suddenly realized that the surroundings were extremely quiet, and then there was a roar from the male soup: "What do you mean you have a nosebleed, bastard!"

"Don't pretend you were rubbing your nose just now!"

"Just looking at your expression, I can't think of anything good!"

The judge was slightly dumb, but what he was thinking in his heart was that these Fusangshen were too human, they could even have a nosebleed?

A gust of wind blew by, and she felt a little cold, so she sank into the water with her chest in her arms, and then... floated, floated!

The judge sank into the water with a red face covering his chest, half of his face was submerged, and he finally relaxed a bit, and began to reflect on how much he didn't pay attention to his body just like what Yao Yan said, and he didn't realize how big his breasts were until now!

And... Are you going to buy a new bra?

Someone in the male soup next door shouted: "Master! Do you want to eat oranges?"

The judge looked up at the wooden barrier: "Did you take the oranges?"

"Of course!"

A golden tangerine was thrown from the opposite side, and the judge raised his hand to catch it: "Thank you!"

It started with this tangerine, and then the men with swords asked her if she wanted apricots, loquats, nectarines, pears...as if she wanted to show the orchard of Honmaru to the gods, and many fruits fell before the gods. After entering the hot spring water, after being soaked for a while, there was a fruity aroma.

"Green dates are more delicious!"

"Strawberry is obviously much cuter! Just like me~ hehe~"

"It's not cute to eat fruit and not look at it!"

"It's not cute, you still let the master eat it?"

"California Qingguang, do you want to fight!"

"I, I think persimmons are better..."

"Namo Amitabha... this season, let's eat mulberries..."

All kinds of fruits were thrown over from the other side, and amidst the noise, there was a melodious voice like a warbler's cry: "Master, do you want some tea?"

The judge was afraid that if he said it was too late, he would throw the teapot over: "No, no, no, thank you!"

Only then did the male soup stop.

The god judge was lying on the bank peeling tangerines to eat, and suddenly heard a voice from the next door:

"Tortoiseshell, you came so slowly."

"Eh? Tortoiseshell, why don't you take off your shirt?"

"Hehehe... After all, I can't do without being bound..."

"Bound?"

The sound of entering the water sounded, and after a few seconds of silence——

"Ahhh my eyes!!!"

"Tui-chan, don't look! Luan, Hou, and Maeda all turn around and close their eyes!"

"I'll give you all my savings for three years! I'm asking for a pair of eyes that I haven't seen—!"

"Oh... Tortoiseshell, your skills are really professional."

"Hehehe, it's an award."

"What...? Yaoyan, you..."

There was too much commotion next door, and the interrogator also asked nervously, "What happened?"

Nantang was suddenly quiet, and then-"Hey, what do you want to do! Ahhh, you rude guys! You don't understand the charm of art at all—"

Something was thrown out, followed by Hasebe's calm and reassuring voice: "Master, it's all right, please continue to enjoy the hot spring, any existence that threatens the master's physical and mental health has been suppressed by me." Cut it."

God judge: "...Thank you, thank you Hasebe." I always feel that something terrible happened on the other side, and I hope I don't die...

After several times of chaos, everyone was finally able to calm down and soak in the hot springs.

The god judge occupied a hot spring pool that could hold more than a dozen people by himself, and half-lyed on the edge of the pool with his head up, his body floating in the water.

There were occasional voices and splashing sounds from Nantang's side, which was much more lively than her side.

——I always feel that there are fewer people around me.

The judge looked around the entire hot spring pool, and there was a white mist, and she was the only one there.

When I was in junior high school, if there was a dormitory training camp, there would be a big bathhouse where I lived. They had a team of twelve girls. When they played in the pool, they didn’t have the restraint they usually had at school. They were so tired from training during the day, and it was hard to play in the water at night. How crazy, the screams made the girls from other schools who came to share the same room look sideways.

Their captain is always calling for a stop, but they are beaten even harder; she is the main attacker and a senior in the second grade, and those who come to trouble her are the seniors in the third grade or the same grade; the juniors in the first grade are the cutest , some people had fun, some shyly covered themselves with bath towels and sat by the pool, and finally they were all pulled down from the pool and measured their bust by hugging...

Thinking of this, the god judge subconsciously puffed out his chest, thinking that if he took a bath together again, he would definitely be no worse than the captain...

etc!What is she thinking—!

The god judge plunged into the water suddenly, the spring water covered his head, and a string of bubbles burst out.

After a long while, the God Judge slowly surfaced, half of his exposed face was covered in crimson red, and the corners of his mouth hidden in the water were involuntarily raised.

In the past, when she thought of her teammates, her heart was full of unwillingness and anger, and she always thought about their unfinished goals and eternal regrets.

But this time, what she thinks of is the moment when everyone got together, and that happiness will always settle in her heart. Even if the world is destroyed, the people she knew and met are still embedded in her memory, and have never been erased.

--thank you all.She said silently in the water.

……

Because of relaxation, the mind examiner soaked for a little longer, and was reminded by Yaoyan through the wall that he realized that it was not early.

After getting out of the water to wipe and change into the prepared bathrobes, the examiner discovered that the bathrobes prepared here are double-sided fleece, the background color is light pink, and the rose red and light pink belt is much longer than ordinary bathrobes. A full bow is tied at the waist.

Well, it looks like Ranto Shiro's taste.

The appraiser stepped out of the hot spring with brisk steps, his washed hair was scattered on his shoulders, and several locks were curled up unruly after just a little dry.

Outside the hot spring room, someone wandered from the dark path to the lamp, walking towards her.

"San Riyue?" The elderly monk's clothes were too recognizable among the crowd of sportswear, and the examiner asked, "Would you like to soak in the hot spring?"

"Hahaha...it's already soaked."

Sankai Yuezong smiled at the corner of his mouth, the night in his eyes was clearer than the night sky in Honmaru, and he stretched out his hand to the judge: "Grandpa just took a walk before going to bed, can the little girl walk with me?"

"...why do you suddenly want to take a walk?"

Walking on the dark alley in Honmaru at night, the god judge held Mikazuki Munekin's arm in one hand, and the wooden clogs made a crisp sound on the gravel road.

Sanri Yuezong smiled and said: "Hahaha...just today, seeing the 'volleyball match' between the little girl and the men with swords, I felt something."

The judge twitched the corner of his mouth: "Every time I hear English words like 'volleyball game' (バレーボール) and 'skinship' come out of your mouth, I feel a very strange feeling."

"Hahaha... I have indeed lived as a knife for a long time, but I have to accept new things."

Sanri Yuezong walked her slowly, and said softly, "Actually, there is one thing I must confess to the little girl."

The judge raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the confession? About you and Yingwan drinking a can of Yulu tea in one day? A total of 500 small sentences have been deducted from your monthly salary."

"Hahahahaha——" Sanri Yuezong couldn't help laughing, feeling that this child is getting more and more lively.

He coughed twice to stop his smile, and sighed: "It's not Yulu tea, but another matter. I should have confessed to you a long time ago, but I have been hesitant until now... After listening to the little girl, if there is any The punishment is what I deserve."

Hearing what he said, the interrogator was even more surprised: "What did you do?"

Mikazuki Zongjin said in a quiet voice: "I come from No. 1 Honmaru of Group B, and my former master is the same person as the former master of Hikakiriden."

The judge subconsciously stopped, and said in surprise, "You...you are also in that 'live shot'..."

Sanri Yuezong had a smile in his eyes: "Yes."

The judge murmured, "No wonder your mobility...is wrong!"

She thought of something, suddenly became nervous, and raised her hand to grab the sleeve of Mikami Tsukimune: "Since you have come to my Honmaru, where are the rest of Oden Tai Mitsuyo and Tsurumaru Kuninaga...it can't be..."

Mikazuki Zongjin softly reassured: "They are fine. The Taidian Taiden should have been taken back by the time government when cleaning up the abandoned Honmaru. Tsurumaruden is not willing to find a new owner for the time being. He has always been smart and is probably playing in a certain world at this time." Bar."

"That's good..." The judge took a long breath and relaxed.

Sanri Yuezong looked at her gently: "Little girl, won't you ask me why?"

"What's the use of asking." The interrogator glared at him angrily, and said sullenly, "Why do you have to say it? It's still today... If you continue to hide it, no one will find out."

Sanri Yuezong sighed: "I originally thought so, but today..."

Today's game, the sword men in Honmaru have been preparing for at least a month, and he was asked if he wanted to participate.

Before they stopped playing, Honmaru was busy with Chinese and Japanese classes, but there were quite a few swordsmen who agreed to practice with them. Everyone squeezed out time to practice after playing, and the one who didn't play today was Hasebe, who didn't play. , California Kiyomitsu, Yamato Shou Anding, Mutsu Shou Jixing, Hachisuka Kotoru and so on.

At the beginning, Sankazuki Zongjin and Yingmaru felt that this was no different from the song and dance used by the ministers to please the master in ancient times, until this afternoon.

The men with swords and swords who played with her may have just wanted to make her smile at the beginning, but after the fight, everyone was infected by her demeanor and body movements, and only the ball remained in their eyes.Both sides at the net tried their best to dunk the ball and save the ball in the end. The goal changed from an external smile to the volleyball itself, and they were all enjoying this moment.

Come to think of it, tomorrow the number of sword men who started to play spontaneously in the hommaru will increase several times... Mikazuki Zongjin felt a little ashamed in his heart, he still underestimated this homimura and its owner.

"Then you can come with me from now on." The judge looked at him, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "It's just that this monk's clothes may be inconvenient, I have to change into sports clothes."

Sanri Yuezong smiled and nodded: "Hahaha, as long as the little girl doesn't dislike the old man's slow learning."

The judge rolled his eyes in his heart: "I'm afraid you are the one who learns the fastest in Quanhong Wan."

"Hahahahaha-"

The two walked slowly, and unknowingly circled more than half of the Honmaru, and came near the altar of time and space.

Honmaru has stopped all missions. It stands to reason that there should be no one in the recovery room, but now the lights are faintly on, and footsteps are coming towards the two.

The smile on Sanri Yuezong's face disappeared halfway, and the interrogator looked over there in surprise and said, "Muschikiri?"

The visitor stepped into the lamp, his eyelashes cast a large shadow on his cheekbones, his golden eyes were dim and indistinct: "Oh? What a coincidence, I should say?"

The judge asked, "Did you soak in the repair pool just now?"

Chikiri smiled and said: "Yes, well...the hot spring is a bit crowded, I think the tortoise shells also need to soak, so we came together."

The judge didn't think too much about it, she directly mentioned another matter, with a bit of complaint in her tone: "I thought you and San Riyue had a bad relationship, but it turns out that you have known each other all along, and you have kept his secret for so long .”

"...Oh." The smile on the lips of Mustache remained unchanged, but the eyes that looked at Mikazuki Zongjin did not have a trace of warmth: "After all, he was a former colleague..."

Sanri Yuezong closed his eyes halfway, and said softly: "Fortunately, the little girl is tolerant. It is my luck to have such a master."

Even if the examiner is slow, she can feel something in this strangely slow-paced atmosphere. She hesitated and said, "You... have a bad relationship?"

Sanri Yuezong was nearly dumbfounded, and Tochikiri also frowned, and the former was the first to speak: "Hahaha... don't worry, little girl, we used to be in the same team at the former master's place, and it's the same now. Discord is a big battle on the battlefield." avoid."

"...I don't know what you think of Hikakiri-den?" Mikazuki Zongjin looked at Hikakiri with a smile in his eyes.He believed that after watching the game this afternoon, what Higakiri felt was the same as him, perhaps even more shocking.

The judge also looked at Higakiri, without any doubt in his eyes.

There was still that gentle smile on Mustache's face: "I'm not getting along..."

He has just finished soaking in the recovery pool, and his body is full of spiritual power, so he shouldn't feel hungry for a short time... Then what is it that is burning in the chest and abdomen?

Mustache's eyes fell on her arm holding Crescent Moon, for some reason, what came to her mind was the ball game this afternoon - she jumped very high, the large and cumbersome maiden uniform could not slow her down, raised her hand to buckle When playing the ball, the arms that are much slender than men are covered with thin muscle lines, the sweat on the face is crystal clear, and there are stars shining in the eyes looking at the ball.

He might really have eaten the wrong thing, otherwise why there seemed to be a flame burning here, which made his heart feel empty.

Mustache's hand unconsciously caressed his chest and abdomen, shouldn't he eat that piece of soul in the first place?But if he doesn't eat, how will the hatred in his heart be dispelled, and where can he vent it...

The judge hesitated and said, "Have you had a bad stomach from eating at night? Cunwu told me that you always go to the kitchen to find supper, so you should eat less in the future. One is that I really don’t know how to treat it.”

...Ah... Inchless, his brother.

The fire in his chest burned everything, and Higakiri didn't seem to feel the burning pain, and the smile on his mouth deepened instead.

The judge was taken aback, did she see it wrong, why mustache eyes...

Sanri Yuezong raised his hand to block the god judge, and stopped her a step back. His body appeared at his waist at some point, Sanri Yuezong held the handle of the knife in his hand, and said to Mustache, "Calm down, mustache, You don't want to be cut down here by me!"

There is a little fire-like red glow in the golden pupil of the mustache cut, and a black and red ghost horn on the right forehead is slowly burrowing out of the skin, and grows to the length of the palm.

The judge said in astonishment: "Darkness?! Why... did I do something wrong?"

She didn't understand the reason why Higakiri had degenerated in her place, but she didn't know that Higakiri had never been abducted, and the degeneration had never been reversed.

The smile on Mustache's mouth finally disappeared, and he looked at her calmly: "Ji Jun did nothing wrong."

After saying these words, Mustache turned around and hid in the darkness. Regardless of Sanri Yuezong's obstruction, the examiner pushed away the hand that was blocking her, and then rushed into the darkness.

"Higakiri—!"