God judge, her career is paramount

It was the first year after all Honmaru recognized that the judge had been with Hikiri.

Kagemaru was shocked and said: "Nani?! So the master never admitted it!"

"Yeah." Hu Qiqi hugged the newly bought tablet, and lazily swiped the screen on the low table: "Well, after living for so long, many things don't matter..."

Kagemaru grabs the ground with his head: "How can you be indifferent to this kind of thing, Anijia!"

Mustukiri still had the same casual look: "Sometimes you can't force it, and it's the same with the head of the family. Just like Raitomo, no matter how envious of Yoshitsune's talent, he can't say a word."

Kagemaru: "This metaphor is not suitable at all, Anijia!"

"What are you talking about? What metaphor?"

A female voice came from the door, and the inquisitor, who finished his daily hand-holding, returned to the castle tower.

Kenmaru trembled in fright, feeling extremely guilty, while Hikari smiled and held the tablet, turned around and waved: "Patriarch, come quickly, the Government of Time has released a new... er, TV series?"

The judge walked over to take a look, and his eyes lit up: "This is called a musical, oh, there is even a stage play?"

Higiri asked curiously, "Is it modern Kagura? Or Noh?"

"It can also be understood in this way, the essence is no different from the advertisements for soliciting the god judge." The god judge went into the inner room to change clothes, and said before closing the door: "Choose one, after "Hanamaru/Continuation", I haven't seen you for a long time They're new."

"Hmm~" Mustache walked slowly to the side of the cabinet, and began to rummage through the cabinet to find snacks skillfully: "Where is the Jinpei candy I bought last time? Where did you put it..."

The voice of the god judge came from the inner room: "Throw it away, and don't buy ancient Jinpingtang in the future."

Hidekiri: "Hey...the one I bought last time was quite delicious."

The god judge said angrily: "I bought that in Wanwu! During the expedition, do missions and collect materials carefully, and don't buy messy things!"

Knee pill watched the whole process from the sidelines: "..."

Well, he began to understand why his brother said it didn't matter.

Kemimaru: "Then I'll go and write the battle report first."

"Don't, let's watch it together." The appearance of Huqiri busy picking up dramas and casting them on the screen looks nothing like the old man who has nothing to do, but is similar to squatting at home with nothing to do, except for a cup of instant noodles, a few packets of potato chips and Fat house happy water.

"Let me see... Oh, 'Genji's Two Riders'? Is it played by my brother Maru and I? Hmm, just watch this!"

Kagemaru struggled and said: "But the battle report hasn't been finished yet. As today's valet, I should finish it..."

"Let's take a look first." The judge came out from the inner room. After changing the kendo uniform, the casual sportswear he was wearing looked similar to Hikiri's inner uniform. "We will write the mission report together in the afternoon. Fast."

Knee Maru: "Eh? Is this okay? But I..."

"Come here, Nao Zuo Wan."

"Keomaru sit here."

Tachi with thin green hair wanted to struggle, but was pushed down by the head of the family and sat down at the low table. On the left was his elder brother, and on the right was the judge.

Higekiri cast a glance at the examiner from behind Kemaru, but she deliberately ignored it.

Seeing her like this, Mustache raised his eyebrows, and continued to skillfully operate the modern technology to project the screen, while the god judge rang to order the whole room to be dark. Obviously, this was not the first time watching a movie in the castle tower during the day.

"It's started, it's started."

"It's really acted by a split spirit..."

"Oh... my younger brother Maru was so cute when I was young!"

"Ah, Anika is too!"

"Master, do you want pudding?"

"eat."

"Brother Maru?"

"Eat, thank you brother, and brother, my name is Xiwan."

The three of them nestled on the tatami to watch the musical performed by Fu Sangshen, and the judge looked at it and said with emotion: "I feel that Shizheng has been very rich recently."

After the Government of Time was intervened by the coalition government of the 23rd century in the name of a prosecutor, the parliament was reshuffled. Now, 15 of the 8 members are from the current government, and two of them are God judges—No. 1 and No. 3 of Group A , there are only 5 members left from the Shinto family.

The resulting impact is also astonishing. From reception to tasks and supervision, all aspects and links have been improved a lot, but the biggest change is the government's propaganda methods.

Anime, games, stage plays, musicals, movies... The government of time has spread the concept of protecting history under the leadership of the judges to countless worlds through various media, in order to screen those who have judged. Human beings with divine qualifications.

Ordinary people only appreciate related works as ordinary works, but people with spiritual power can naturally see the doorway behind them, and then trace the source, so they are selected by the government of the time.

There is also a reason why the Government of Time recruited new god-inspectors on a large scale. After the new battlefield expanded to the eighth, it came to an end temporarily. The retrograde army turned to extend its claws to more worlds, so a large number of god-inspectors were required to go to each world Protect the normal development of history.

On the contrary, a small group of top combatants had fewer missions, especially Group A, which was in charge of land reclamation.Fan Ji and Ying simply changed careers to be decision-makers, and some god judges either returned to their hometowns, or found an identity in the 23rd century, and began to enjoy life in this world.

As for God Judge No. 4, while continuing his studies in this world, he is retiring in Honmaru at the same time... Cough, it's standby!

She just went to college during this period, and her homework is not heavy. In addition to her volleyball hobby, she also added kendo. In her spare time, she ran back and forth between the two clubs.

There is nothing she needs to do in this pill, she goes to the weak battlefield for fear of attracting inspections, and the difficult battlefield does not have tasks every day.At the beginning, she also stipulated how much training she had to complete every day, and her life was quite regular for a period of time, and then...

A certain Zhen who came to check in in front of her every day suddenly didn't come for several days in a row. The inquisitor who refused to admit that he was extremely curious decided to go to Genjiin for inspection, and then found Weed Kiri lying on the kotatsu Looking at the tablet of Honmaru Basette now, he can't take his eyes off it.

The judge wondered: "What is so beautiful?"

Can even attract gods whose brain circuits are different from humans?

Seeing her coming, Tokiri pulled her into the kotatsu and buried her, and took her to watch together——"I am the Big Brother"

God examiner: "Uh... um... wow!"

Before Kewan came back from the battle, he was surprised that the Patriarch actually came to their house, and was dragged by the Patriarch and his elder brother to watch it together.

After lying on his stomach and watching for an afternoon, the judge who got up the next day with shoulder pain waved his hand and opened a projection in the castle tower, and all the sword men who are free in the main pill can watch.

A drama made the god judge not appear in the show for three consecutive days. Afterwards, the god judge had a deep reflection and decided to make up for it twice.

Unfortunately--

California Qingguang ran towards her excitedly: "Master! There is a sequel to "Hanamaru", An Ding Polarization is back~"

The examiner became interested: "Really? Call everyone to watch it together..."

Then, another week passed, and the judge learned from the painful experience, thinking that he would have to play for at least one month in a row to make up for the slack during this period.

This time it was Tsurumaru Kuninaga who caused a storm in Honmaru, not because of fright, but because of an RPG game called "Touken Ranbu"...

The judge had a headache and said, "You are Fusangshen yourself, why are you still playing the game that the government of the time uses to recruit newcomers?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga held the tablet and argued hard: "Even if it is a sword, I want to be an addict! Recently, the scare value is seriously insufficient. If I don't find something to do, I will die with my heart before my body! "

Candlestick cut aside and coughed: "Even because of this, Hesang can't play me in the game and add mustard to everyone's meals..."

I forgot to mention that this game is a massively multiplayer online role-playing game. Players can be matched with nearby players and enter the same Honmaru to start the game. Fox's help can be chosen.

Candlestick cut: "Besides, when Hesang played the role of swordsmith, Honmaru couldn't forge anything, and the forging furnace was useless."

Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro wrapped himself into a ball with a white sheet, only revealing a pair of eyes full of accusations: "Play me, and take off my cloth, and dance in the Honmaru!"

Holding the tea, Yingwan said leisurely: "I also pretended that I was the Tong Ziqie who was about to be impersonated, and tricked Da Baoping into shouting that I had won the Five Swords of the World."

Honmaru Xinren Dabaoping was shocked and said: "What?! That Zhendouzi was played by Tsurumaru??"

In this regard, Tsurumaru Kuniyong has a plausible statement: "OOC and imagination are both necessary elements for blade production! Besides..."

Tsurumaru showed a poking expression, waved at the judge, stepped forward and whispered: "..."

The judge's eyes were about to pop out: "Is this true?!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's smile was quite sinister: "Of course, I swear by the shock of the rest of my life, it's true!"

"Ahhhh weed cutting——!!!"

The god-inspector rushed towards Genji-in with the steps of a ghost, and snatched the tablet that Higakiri never left his hand for food and water during this time. Sure enough, he found countless players [Higakiri] and NPC [Shenshen] in the game archives. Investigator], or conversely, the ending of the sleepover between the player [God Judge] and the NPC [Higakiri]...

As for the fate of the players who played these endings after the incident... just look at the materials in the warehouse full.

The leisurely life of Honmaru is unexpectedly full of surprises and frights. The God-inspector is led by Zhongren to watch dramas and play games for a while, and he has not remembered his own training plan for a long time.

At this time, the judge stared at the screen with gusto, digging pudding to eat, and even got sore eyes at the end of the plot, immersed in the drama and unable to extricate himself.

Next to him was even worse, with tears in his eyes, wet eyelashes but trying not to let them fall.

Mustache looked at the two of them and said strangely: "Is it that touching? The plot basically has nothing to do with our brothers."

With tears in his eyes, Xiwan said, choked with sobs: "But, I'm just very touched. Obviously, the revenge has been avenged, but this pair of brothers..."

The judge couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Mustache: "As long as we like this story, let's continue."

Because it is a musical, the first half of the plot is over, and there will be concerts to watch later.

Kazumaru quickly immersed himself in the music, and Hidekiri touched his chin to watch. When he came to a certain song, he looked at the actor Dao on the projection who was singing and dancing with a strong rhythm, and then looked back. The inquisitor who stared intently thoughtfully.

...Speaking of which, it's almost her birthday.

……

After the summer, the god judge accidentally found that his sword men seemed to be very busy, especially the Jixing Dao and Tai Dao. The old knife who punched the card in the pavilion also saw his head and tail.

She guessed the reason after a little thought, hell, isn't it her birthday, it's almost becoming an annual festival in Honmaru, and the god judges are quite looking forward to what tricks they will play this year.

The man with the sword also knew that the interrogator would be able to guess what they were doing, but neither of them said anything, and waited quietly for that day to come.

Although he was mentally prepared, when it really came, the judge was still taken aback.

In the courtyard behind the castle tower, a 1.5-meter-high recessed stage is built, with seats in the middle, and various prayer papers, translucent gauze curtains and small lanterns hanging on the branches around it, as well as The three-to-four-meter-high spotlight stand illuminates the courtyard at night as bright as day.

Surrounded by Jin Jian and other short knives, the judge sat down at the place closest to the stage. The judge looked around and found that the dozens of rapping knives and Taidao that were still there at dinner just now were gone, and there were only short knives and Partial threat.

Jin Jian smiled and said: "Master, sit here first, everyone will come soon."

The judges had guessed a little bit, so they looked forward to it even more.

The edge of her chair was empty, and the knives were gathered in the back row.She turned her head back, sat upright on the chair, and felt that her posture seemed too tense, but she felt that she was not serious enough when she crossed her legs, and she felt a little restless.

The opening was a strong and dense drum beat, and the inquisitor immediately widened his eyes when he heard this familiar prelude

[In order to crusade against the evil that spreads in the floating world, we float here and drive to meet the enemy! 】

——This song is called Han Dao, and it's a song from a musical she's seen!

A rain of ribbons broke out on the stage, and several sword men jumped onto the stage at the same time, wearing musical costumes, and the colors, styles and details of accessories all had the characteristics of the original blade.

All the men with swords on the stage followed the rhythm of the music, put their hands on their fronts, and tore off a button at a beat, gradually revealing their lower collarbone and a small piece of chest.They all looked at the judges in the audience, then pulled off their coats at the same time and threw them off the stage.

The men with swords only wear tight short-sleeved or sleeveless vests under their coats, exposing their muscular upper arms.Their bellies are tight, and they wear tight trousers and boots on their legs, outlining their perfect figures.

Enveloped by such eyes, the judge seemed to feel that he was the one singing and dancing on stage, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his face, his cheeks and ears became hot, but no matter how much shame surged up in his heart, the judge still Restraining himself, he looked at the men with swords on the stage without blinking, and applauded to the beat of the music, appreciating the dance they prepared for him.

[The sharpened blade is frantic until the body becomes numb.Impressed by the wet eyes, the unparalleled way of a man in the world! 】

Even though the original song is full of passionate drumbeats, the lyrics are also praising masculinity, even if the movements are consistent, the men with swords and swords with different temperaments just jumped out of it with completely different aesthetics.

Three-day Yue Zongjin and Yizheng Yizheng are the literary styles that do their part. The muscles on their bare arms are smooth, and no matter how intense the dance is, they reveal a bit of elegance and self-respect.

Unexpectedly, Umaru and Tsurumaru are the same kind as Higiri, whether they are stretching their arms or raising their heads, their movements are full of coquettishness.

When it was his turn to stand in front of the stage, Higakiri deliberately threw a wink at the judge. This should have been a very tempting scene, but it was a pity that Tsurumaru winked three or five times in a row. Mischievous and cute, the judge couldn't help laughing.

Then there is the wild faction represented by Izumi Mamoru, Nagazeng, and Dabao Pingping Swordsman, especially Kane-sang, who was so excited when he sang and danced on stage. A chance to make your dreams come true.

Furthermore, Guijia Zhenzong and Qianzicunzheng formed their own faction. When they winked at the god judge, they seemed to want to tear off the last vest and be completely free.

[Dreams were shattered, and the night of crying alone, the wind that blew said to me, I can cry, as long as I take another step, the man will become stronger, and I should fight to defeat my past self! 】

There was also a fan dance and a red rope dance at the end of the song, and it was the first time that the examiner discovered that his sword man had such a talent for dancing.The singing is exciting, and every movement of the dance seems to fall on the hearts of the people.

The God Judge unknowingly sang along with them, his cheeks turned crimson from excitement, and his hands turned red from applauding.

The first song of Han Dao ended, and the sword men kept their last handsome pose. After enjoying the applause given to them by the God Judge, they jumped off the stage laughingly, picked up their coats, and sat down in the empty seats around the God Judge. .

Mustache grabbed the seat next to the judge without hesitation. Sweat was still dripping from his face, trickling down his neck into his collar, he was panting slightly while speaking, and his eyes were bright: "How is this? Do you still like the way to celebrate? It's my idea."

The judge really wanted to speak with a straight face, but unfortunately she couldn't hold back, the corners of her lips curled up disobediently, she clenched her fist and coughed lightly by her mouth, and said in a low voice, "I still like it, why did you think of this?"

Hikiri smiled and said, "You've been watching our musical all this time, but it's a pity that there is no performance in the near future, so I naturally thought of it."

As he spoke, he suddenly lowered his voice, and a bright light flashed in his eyes: "Patriarch, the above is a gift from me and everyone, and I have prepared another gift for you myself."

God examiner: "... what is it?"

Mustache smiled and said: "I can't tell you now, but I will find out in the evening."

But it's already night now... The judge sneered, thinking that it might be Jinpingtang or chocolate, or some other snack... She wouldn't expect it!

That night, the sword men performed all the songs that had been rehearsed for two months on the small stage of Honmaru. Love and the Octet of Pure Land and other songs.

As the chief planner, Higakiri also generously gave Mikami Tsukimune a personal solo. The singing voice of the most beautiful blade in the world is also the most beautiful in the world. Being watched by those eyes that hide the night and dawn, the listeners are fascinated.

The entire Honmaru live ended with the ending song of the live attack, and the judge was even brought on stage by Nanwei and others to sing together. By the end of the play, he had long forgotten what Hikakiri said about having a personal gift.

So when she dragged her excited and exhausted body back to the castle tower and saw Hikakiri appearing in her bedroom, the examiner was shocked.

Higakiri was wearing a short yukata from the Genji Shuangqi musical. The loose neckline was wide open, revealing a smooth collarbone.The lower body is tight white trousers and black boots, and the posture leaning against the door makes his short legs look more slender.

Mustache smiled and raised his hand to say hello: "Hey, Patriarch."

The judge resisted the urge to look away, and stammered: "You, you are, have you prepared a song yet?"

Mustache took a few steps forward, stood still in front of the God judge, and his smile looked a little strange: "Not only that."

He made a gesture of invitation to the judge, took her to sit down on the low table, retreated to the center of the inner room, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Simultaneously with the sound, the lights in the room were all turned off, and only two beams of light shone from behind him, reflecting a slender male black silhouette in the eyes of the examiner.

The judge knew that this guy had been plotting for a long time, so he just raised his legs and looked at him with his hands folded, thinking that he wanted to see what tricks this guy could play.

There was a loud drum sound, and I don’t know when Hikari installed a sound system in the castle tower, and it was still a surround sound system. It was even more intense, and her heart beat unconsciously followed suit.

Hidekiri stretched his arms along with the drumbeat, his forearm muscles pulled out a graceful arc, his eyes were fixed on the examiner, and he sang along with the music: "Go to the sleepy street, the footsteps resounded again, giving black and white The future is redefined, and this story is named after Su Na.”

The name of this song is Beast, and you can get a glimpse of what the song is talking about just by looking at the name.Different from the Han Road that everyone danced together tonight, the choreography of this song emphasizes the male figure and sense of strength.

Heavy drums stacked heavy drums, and at the same time as the warm lyrics, Higiri grabbed the left lapel of the yukata and tore it off forcefully: "We who have made up our minds are determined to show our way of life. Abandoning the body together, ahhh—the inability to turn back is the way of the beast!"

This guy!The judge immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth, unlike in the musical where the actor wears a black apron under the bathrobe, and after the mustache cuts off one front, most of the exposed body is naked, full of muscles and well-defined .Because of the intense movements in the dance, there is still crystal sweat on his fair skin.

It seems that he is afraid that the examiner will not be able to observe the details of his body, or that the dance moves of this song are simply prepared for him to show his body.Mustache moves vigorously, and the romantic temperament on his body is replaced by the restlessness and wildness of a beast when he is dancing the Han Road. His golden eyes are like a carnivore looking for food in the dark. Shy and trembling.

"Tonight, under the name of the flower of impermanence, the wild beasts gather here, ah - just because you are here, so I will go forward, waiting for the ruthless wind..."

It's hard to tell whether it's a smile or a desire to conquer in Higakiri's eyes, the examiner's breathing is suffocating, but he can't move his eyes away from him at all.Without the chorus of other men with swords, she realized that the sound of the sword vibrating could become so deep and powerful.

This song is not short. At the beginning, those who judged God felt that it was too long. After they were fully immersed in it, they felt that it was extremely short.

After the song ended, Higiri gasped, and wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand.Sweat slid down his neck, flowed over his plump shoulder and neck muscles, passed through his collarbone, was retained by the small concave, and overflowed because of the heaving and rising of his chest when he breathed, along the flawless The skin trickled down.

Mustache laughed sullenly for a few times, and finally brought the interrogator back to his senses. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a hint of provocation in his eyes: "How is it? Is the Patriarch satisfied with what you saw? "

The judge opened his mouth, not knowing what to answer.

"It seems that the answer is very satisfactory~" Mustache stepped forward with a light smile, and there was still some panting in his voice. When he came to the God Judge condescendingly, the latter felt the pressure from the male body for a long time. pressure.

Mustache half-knelt down in front of the judge, he was too close, his knee was touching the calf of the judge, and the judge could see the naked chest and abdomen rising and falling due to his breathing when the judge moved his eyes a little.

Normally, she would have stretched out her hand to push him, but now the judge moved his fingers, not knowing where to put her hand on his body.She had no choice but to turn her head away, leaning back, and said uncomfortably: "You are too close."

Mustache smiled lowly, his chest vibrating: "You are the one who is nervous, and it is not unheard of that you are closer than this."

"When did it happen?" The interrogator finally found a place to strike, which was the top of Hikari's head, but just as she raised her hand, Hikari grabbed her wrist.

Mustuki held her hand in both hands, sighed: "Hey, I have been busy for two full months preparing today's gift, can't the Patriarch give me a little reward?"

The judge snorted: "The reward you want is nothing more than a kiss or something."

Hikiri smiled and said, "Isn't it possible?"

The judge glanced uncontrollably at his collarbone and chest, and lowered his voice: "In this case, do you think I don't know what will happen next?"

"Oh, the Patriarch knows~"

Mustache didn’t seem guilty at all, he smiled and took the examiner’s wrist, then took his other hand, held them together and lowered his head for a kiss: “You know what? Sometimes I wonder, which one is better, me or you?” It's human."

The judge narrowed his eyes: "Why do you have such an idea?"

Hidekiri looked at her from bottom to top, his golden eyes were extremely clear: "Because human beings all have sexual desires, and gods, especially Fusangshin of the sword, are not endowed with this instinct."

The judge twitched his lips, and Mustache continued: "I stay by your side every day, not only me, but also a Fusangshin from Honmaru. In the eyes of human beings, we are all outstanding, but you always sit in your arms No mess."

The judge snorted lightly: "So what do you want me to do?"

Mustache kissed her knuckles lightly again, and said with a smile: "I don't think about it, but the Patriarch has always been like this, which made me doubt my own charm. Until just now..."

Mustache raised one eyebrow and said: "You obviously wanted me just now, with that look, you wish you could take all my clothes off."

The judge was immediately annoyed: "How could it be as exaggerated as you said?!"

Mustache smiled and said: "Oh, it seems that you admitted it, you really want me."

When the god judge shut up, she knew that she would never be able to compare with this Zhen Lao Dao in terms of speech skills.

Mustache cut the corners of his mouth up, kissed her fingertips once, spread out her palms, and kissed twice on the palm and the heel of her palm respectively.When he looked up at her, his golden eyes were deep and almost honey-colored, and his voice was low and hoarse: "No need to hesitate, you have always been a straightforward person, why are you always duplicity in this kind of thing?"

The judge's throat twitched, although she was reluctant to admit it, but when Zhen Dao looked at her, she felt an impulse in her heart several times.Especially the part of the wrist between his black gloves and the exposed when he rolled up his sleeves, or the close body and the heat from watching a drama in winter...Sometimes, these details make her feel relaxed and comfortable , but sometimes it was unbearable for her.

The judge's gaze moved, and he suddenly said, "Take your hand away."

Mustache paused for a while, and at some point, his right hand quietly lifted the red hakama hem of the judge, stretched it in from the wide trouser leg, and went up along her calf until it reached the outside of her thigh.

Mustache didn't feel guilty at all, he just sighed and took his hand away.And just this one, just this one movement, already aroused a series of itches on the sensitive skin of the God examiner, almost making her tremble.

It was probably this kind of feeling that caused the interrogator to shake off her worries... She has always been a straightforward person, since she wants to...

The judge took his hand out of Mustache's palm, stroked his chin, stroked his thumb over his delicate chin and full lips, looked at Mustache's eyes and said condescendingly: "I agree."

In the next moment, the inquisitor was embraced by the rushing mustache. Even though he had kissed him several times, his kiss was never as warm and deep as today, which made her breathless.

The inquisitor grabbed the mustache-cut hair and tore him off his body, gasping for breath while saying viciously: "You stink to death, take a bath first!"

Mustache laughed loudly and said, "Just obey the Lord's order."

This night was long and short, and the examiner personally felt pretty good, much better than expected, but he was not very satisfied with the rest of the sleep time.

Not to mention the fact that a certain weed cut can be tossed because of excessive excitement, and even in summer, he is hugged by a humanoid heater to sleep. Mustache can't be picked apart like a sloth.

So in the early morning of the second day of his birthday, Huqie, who woke up first, leaned against the head of the bed and put on a handsome wake-up pose, and began to call for morning service gently, with as soft and soft voice as possible, aiming at the hug and love of love in the morning After the kiss, I will send it again and again.

It's a pity that this string of "wake up, the owner's sleeping face is so cute" blabla, sounds more hateful than the buzzing of flies and mosquitoes to the ears of the interrogator.She opened her eyes angrily, and when she realized that she was liberated, she raised her foot to hit her mustache-cut stomach with eight-pack abs, and kicked Lord Shenming out of the bed.

Mustache: "..."

The judge didn't even look at him, turned over and continued to catch up on sleep, leaving only a bare mustache and sitting on the ground pitifully.

Seeing that the god judge really didn't intend to take care of himself, Mustache thought to himself: Is this what modern humans call - ruthlessness? ?

The author has something to say: It's officially over~~~Scattering flowers!Hahahaha, thank you little angels for your support

There was originally a modern PA, but unfortunately I am too weak... (Maybe I can get out one day?)

Then [highlight it], I know what you want to see (pointing, isn’t it the Thirdbase in the middle, I really wrote it... (huh?

Well, the road sign is old... Ha Chirp!Ford, the grade is the author's name. )

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