I am also trying hard not to overturn the car today [Comprehensive Sword]

The plot was exactly the same as before the Raibo Street incident, so Chukahara frowned, "Are you sure about Dazai?"

"Have I ever lied to you about this?"

So Nakahara Chuya stopped talking again, he sighed, pressed his eyebrows, and asked again, "Dazai, although there is something redundant, I'll just ask you once, this matter has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Probably..." Osamu Dazai shrugged, "Chuya, you must know that fate is always so unpredictable."

"Well, I see." Nakahara nodded, and drank the iced coffee in one gulp. Based on what he knew about Dazai, he would say that, and it probably had nothing to do with him.

So he unceremoniously checked out and left, "Who told you that we want to cooperate?"

Nakahara never doubted Osamu Dazai's intelligence network, but there was one thing he said wrong.

The god judge named Jia Ya died a long time ago. That was the first time Aze mentioned this name, and it was also the last time he mentioned this name.

"Dazai, guess for yourself."

Osamu Dazai:? ?

Where did this little violent girl learn from?

Mr. Dazai felt that he was a little confused about his partner's mind. Sincerely, he was a little confused.

What is even more fascinating is the knife masters of 2214 Honmaru.

They stood together at the entrance of the living room, discussing the known information in a low voice and quickly, but the central thought was only one: "Who is that woman who just walked in?" '

"Oh, the god judge is holding Lord Asazawa's token." The crescent moon in Sanriyue's eyes floated a dark cloud, and if he saw the jewelry in the unknown girl's hand correctly, it was home. emblem.

Legend has it that the wishing machine can make the big devil unconditionally fulfill a request.

The girl in the living room was Jia Ya, who had met Xiao Xianyu at the meeting of the judges of the gods some time ago. She came back from the dead, a carefree and nervous judge of the gods.

"Concubine, I finally see you again." The gorgeous chant matched the dark golden kimono on the girl, carrying the charm from ancient times, like mourning and weeping, like a cuckoo crying blood, or like a winter jasmine blooming.

Asakura Asazawa sat in the first seat without sadness or happiness. Even though Jiaya is already a rare beauty in the world, facing Asakura Asazawa face to face is still dwarfed by comparison.

Even though this man is wearing a mask, his eyes are still like abysses.

When he lowered his eyes and closed them, it was night, there was no light in the world, and the wind was still for him, but when he opened them, thousands of birds were flying together, skimming across the sea, piercing the sky, with no end in sight.

It is the last tenderness of the gods sprinkled on the world.

"Lord Poseidon, my god-like concubine." The silent Ma Ze made Jia Ya even more excited, and his whole face flushed sickly, "Yes, that's it, don't pay attention to me, you are superior, look down on my concubine body, take pity on my concubine body."

"You tried everything possible to find me, just to tell me this?"

"of course not."

Jia Ya respectfully handed over the token to show her kindness, with a trace of madness in her black eyes, she took a deep breath, "You once said that whoever has a piece of your family emblem can help him accomplish any task. A wish."

Asakura Asazawa pursed his lips, wanting to show that he really didn't know about this bullshit rule, and once again secretly scolding himself 300 years later was really mentally retarded, but he could only smile and say he was right.

"Then what is your wish?"

"My concubine trusted and admired you, but that night, my concubine died. You clearly said that you would protect me."

The girl stretched out her hand, her manicured round nails were carefully smoothed and painted with bright red nail polish.

Through the sunlight, there is an indescribable cuteness.

This nail polish should be one of California's favorite brands.

When Jia Ya approached, Xiao Xianyu's eyes were still fixed on the bright red nail polish, thinking wildly.

I really can't blame him for not being able to concentrate, but some time ago, the Shizhi government launched the autumn garden landscape. The sun in early autumn did not have the scorching heat of midsummer. All the anger and fighting spirit of a person was wasted, and he just wanted to sleep in the dark in the breeze.

Xiao Xianyu will never admit that the main reason why he would fall asleep is because the girl's very ancient tone is like a Buddhist scripture.

"My concubine adores you."

Waking up instantly, "Huh?"

"You are the bright moon, and the concubine is the dim light of Yingying. If there is no light from you..."

"Wait." Ma Ze finally couldn't help interrupting, he tried his best to hold up his eyelids, and was very serious, "Did you know that the moon doesn't actually shine?"

"Ugh?"

The rhythm was interrupted, so Asakura Asazawa smiled, "Miss Gaia probably didn't learn much physics when she was in school."

"Ugh?"

"The reason why the moon has light is because it reflects sunlight." To be precise, shouldn't it be common sense that the moon itself has no light?

But Xiao Xianyu believes that he is the existence of light, so the words Jia Ya said——

"It's a paradox."

Jia Ya: "..."

This is a little different from what she imagined.

The little fish in Xiaoxianyu's heart flicked its tail, which was pretty much what he had imagined.

Who knows how many people he meets every year like Jia Ya who come to meet and seek relationships, reject people, and block people to death. There are not one thousand, but eight hundred ways.

and--

"You're not Jia Ya at all, are you?"

The girl's expression remained unchanged, she frowned slightly, with tears in her eyes, feeling a little aggrieved and puzzled, a beauty with tears in her eyes could always scratch that itchy flesh in a man's heart.

Asakura Asazawa waved his hand, very bluntly, "You...why is this necessary?"

What he said was full of meaning, repeated a thousand times, obviously just speaking normally, but it made people feel a little bit of grievance, coupled with that pale face and light lip color, people couldn't help but want to step forward to help He smoothes out all troubles.

Even though Jia Ya was a woman, she was still a beautiful and delicate woman, as if she was bewitched, she took out her handkerchief, and under Asakura Asazawa's half-smile taunt, she lowered her hand embarrassingly.

Xiao Xianyu sighed, so how strong is this person's psychological quality?

There is a saying in this world that it is not terrible to bump into a shirt, whoever is ugly is embarrassed; from the moment he saw Jia Ya, Asakura Asazawa was not in a good mood.

No one would like a person who imitates himself everywhere, but imitates very poorly.

It's just because of the rare good weather this afternoon, Asazawa doesn't want to care about it, but now...

"What do you want from me?" A good-looking person is very cute even if he is willful. Although he didn't say it, Ma Ze has always been cautious about words like liking and admiration.

He likes flowers, birds and trees, likes the chattering little knives of Honmaru, and also likes the knives who have different personalities and are sensitive, but offer their sincerity to him.

So for this group of children in Honmaru, Xiao Xianyu has never been stingy in expressing his love with superficial words.

He also readily accepts compliments from outsiders on his appearance and strength.

But Gaia is different.

This woman spoke words she liked, but her heart was like a rotten bath, deep in the mud, unable to extricate herself.

Jia Ya's face was a little stiff, and her expression was even more hurt, "You misunderstood Master Asakura, Jia Ya's life was saved by you, how could I..."

"But Gaia is dead."

"The concubine has struggled back from hell."

"No." Asakura Asakura Asazawa's peacock blue eyes showed a trace of pity, and he sighed, "What if I told you that Gaia is just a code name?"

Jiaya, the god judge, was formed by gathering the purest shimmer of light from the mountain elves.

A shrine maiden who was born to protect the 44 vibrating swords.

Asakura Asazawa's diary mentioned the existence of Gaiya Miko, who is clean and pure and destined to die young.

"Jaya is dead." The broken body couldn't keep the wandering mountain spirit, so the witch Jiaya died.

Two days later, Jia Ya, the God Judge, was born.

"So, are you a retrograde army or something?"

These words were spoken unceremoniously, like a sharp knife, directly cut through Jia Ya's false mask, and the soaring miasma overflowed from the girl's milky skin.

She laughed idiotically, and then laughed louder and louder, as if someone had tapped her laughing point. The flamboyant, insane laughter made the girl's originally delicate and beautiful appearance look hideous, like a ghost struggling to crawl out of hell. , "What do you think I am?"

"Oh?" Xiao Xianyu found it difficult to say this, so he smiled slightly, "Then what do you think?"

"I want to be you."

It was as if a boneless hand climbed onto Asakura Asazawa's slender and graceful neck in an instant, the neck stretched gracefully, and the smooth lines slid down the neck all the way to the collarbone on the shoulder, like a white bird fluttering its wings. Like a swan.

The man named Asakura Asazawa, no matter how embarrassing he was, still carried a soul-stirring beauty.

"I should be regarded as a retrograde army." Jia Ya smiled foolishly, "It's just that when merging this body, it's probably because of incompatibility and memory loss."

"so?"

"But I feel very kind when I see you." Because his mission target has been Asakura Asazawa from the beginning to the end.

"Why did you leave us, my lord." 'Jia Ya' looked regretful, but also reminiscing, "Obviously... you are our light, the sun, the bright moon in the night, everything that leads us to the end -"

"What blinded you?" 'Jiaya' gently caressed Asakura Asazawa's face with his hand, and shed a line of muddy tears, "You are our hope."

Leading them out of the darkness and rushing into the hope of light, but at the corner of fate, he left his people behind.

God, don't want His people anymore.

After hundreds of years of struggle, 'Jiaya' was born, and they searched for it in a daze, and finally met their god, "This time, absolutely... absolutely no one will deceive you again."

"Tell me, why did you abandon your people." The girl smiled and cried in despair, begging for an answer.

The author has something to say:

'Jiaya': Lord God, why did you abandon your people?

Xiao Xianyu looked at her 36 concubines in the harem (crossed out), and then at a group of retrograde troops who looked like strange species, and replied very sincerely: Probably because of the face