When Dazai became a god judge

After returning to Honmaru, Yakuken called Kasen Kanesada immediately, he was eager to know what happened.

Suicide - just thinking of this word, Yao Yan couldn't help but tremble in his heart. Under the influence of his former master, he was sensitive and resistant to this word.Hatakeyama Masaga did not give up after using Yaken Toshiro to kill himself, but found a new knife to end his life.

After several twists and turns, Yaken Toshiro was dedicated to Oda Nobunaga, the master who cherished and loved him very much, and who was close to becoming a man of the world, and finally fell in the fire of the Honnoji Temple with the company of Yaken Toshiro .

Yaken Fujishiro witnessed the whole process of the death of the two masters with his own eyes. At that time, he was still young and had not yet transformed into the ability to become Fusangshen. The deep sense of powerlessness and despair was deeply imprinted on his body. In the bottom of my heart, it has become a sad past that I can't bear to look back on.

If God can give him the power he prayed for, he will never watch his master die but do nothing.

Perhaps Yakuken Fujishiro's desire was too strong. The government of the time selected him among more than 200 Awataguchi short knives, and gave Yaken and his brothers a task - to revise history under the leadership of the god judge. activists fight.

Therefore, when he heard the conversation between the general and Kasen Kanesada, and learned that the judge had a strong intention to commit suicide, Yaken was very shocked. In a trance, there were pictures of Yaken pierced in the corner, the burning fire of Honnoji Temple, and the hot and bright red blood. flooded his mind.

The sudden memory made Yaken's head dizzy, and he couldn't let go of the hand that grabbed Kasen Kanesada's sleeve.

"Yakuken, Yaken, are you okay?" Kasen Kanesada asked with concern.

"No question, please answer my question just now." Yao Yan straightened his back, and answered stubbornly and persistently.

Song Xian Kanesada looked at the direction of the forging room and said hesitantly: "According to the time, the new knife has been released, and California Qingguang should also be repaired, why don't you call them together, and allocate the things to be done in the future, so as to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings .”

Yaken Toshiro's face was even uglier, he always felt that Utasen Kanesada seemed to know something, the words "to avoid unnecessary misunderstanding" seemed to be slapping him naked in the face.

What can he do?You can't ignore the general's safety, right?For the first time, Yao Yan felt that when someone slapped him on the left cheek, he still took the initiative to put a smile on his right cheek.

It really is not necessary to make up for something.

This is the first meeting of Fusangshin after the establishment of Honmaru, and the focus of the meeting is Osamu Dazai.

Forged at the same time as Yaken Toshiro, the sword in another forging furnace for [-] hours and [-] minutes—Jiang Xue Zuowen and the slightly nervous and awkward California Kiyomitsu knelt on the cushions in the conference room, looking blankly at the expression on their faces Tight Yaken Toshiro.

Under the exaggeration of this tense atmosphere, California Qingguang became even more restless.

The knife-wielding boy turned sideways and asked in a low voice: "Jiang Xuedian, do you know what the Lord Judge has ordered us to come here?"

This Taidao, which seems to be made of ice and snow, opened its ice-blue eyes that are free of impurities, clear and pure, put down the Buddhist bead bracelet in his hand, and glanced at California Qingguang, "Who knows? It's nothing more than a war or something! This The world is so sad." After speaking, he sighed heavily again.

California Qingguang smiled sarcastically. He really shouldn't ask Jiang Xue Zuowenwen, who hates war and is pessimistic by nature, such a question.

If it was a battle, California Qingguang would be more than happy to take the lead for the God Judge and do the work of a dog and a horse.Not to mention that in order to repay favors and invite favors, fighting the historical revisionists is the reason for the existence of Sword Fusangshen and the obligation it should fulfill.

At that time, if the judge of the gods can allow it, it would be even better to let him and his new companions find stability after the push map of Honmaru is pushed to the Honnoji Temple.

After a while, the god judge still didn't come, Kali Qingguang couldn't help poking Yaken Toshiro who was facing him with a tense little face and a very serious expression, "Yakuken, the master hasn't come yet, do you need me to invite him? "

Yaken Toshiro glanced at the pendulum clock hanging on the wall, and was about to nod when he heard the slight sound of clothes rubbing against the air.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, Utama Kanesada, who was serving as a close attendant, lifted the curtain, stood aside, bowed and waited.

The Lord Judge is here.

Fu Sangshen, who had been waiting in the conference room for a long time, took a breath, and at the same time got off his seat, knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and tried his best to make a good impression on the judges.Even Jiang Xue Zuowen, who seemed to be indifferent to everything, looked towards the door expectantly.

The hem belt of the sand-brown windbreaker quickly passed Fu Sangshen's eyes, and the body of the examiner carried the clear and condensed fragrance of wintersweet in early spring, wanton but not ostentatious.

Osamu Dazai, who arrived late, sat on the main seat, leaned against the back of the soft chair in an unruly manner, and said briskly and clearly: "Everyone, get up! Don't be too restrained, I think I am still considerate Subordinate boss!"

The Utama Kanesada who came after him was limp when he heard these words, and his knee hit the floor with a loud "boom" as if he had been shot by an arrow.

Compassionate to subordinates?As long as you commit suicide without moving, that is the greatest sympathy for us.

"Gexian, is there something under your feet?" Dazai asked Zifa Dazai kindly.

"No, this is my position." Kasen Kanesada broke his teeth and swallowed, moved his dull knees two steps, and knelt down on the position of the valet behind the God examiner.

Dazai Osamu didn't see Kasen Kanesada's resentful eyes, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect you to be so impatient, and you will get to your seat after taking another step. From my point of view, you are not elegant at all! The government's intelligence is so backward Is it?"

"I..." Zifa clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

"You don't have to feel sorry! My former colleague, Kunikida-kun, also looks like a literary intellectual on the surface, but he is actually a hot-tempered man with superb physical skills!" Osamu Dazai said with an expression that I understand you, "Kasen Are you the same? This is not something to be ashamed of at all!"

"Excuse me, master, the dessert is ready, can it be served now?" Adzuki Dou Changguang, who had been busy in the kitchen, appeared at the right time, and happened to relieve Kasen Kanesada.

Osamu Dazai smiled and nodded: "Okay! Thanks for your hard work, Xiaodou-kun."

"I'm going to help."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the Fusangshen present always felt that Kasen Kanesada's back was extraordinarily tragic and desolate.

After Azuki Nagamitsu and Kasen Kanesada left, Osamu Dazai turned his attention to the newcomer Fusangshen, "Don't you guys introduce yourself or something? Kiyomitsu wants it too! You haven't officially told me yet, that's the one... Start the voice, I really want to hear it."

Jiang Xuezuowenwen lowered his head, and his light blue long hair slid down to the ground along with his movements, scattering the sadness all over the place, "...my name is Jiang Xuezuowenwen. War will disappear from this world one day Bar……?"

"I, California Qingguang. The child of the lower reaches of the river, the son of Kawahara." California Qingguang stopped in the middle of speaking. Now he is a sword that no one will be picked up by the Lord Judge. I am really embarrassed to stand up proudly like before. He raised his chest and said the second half of the sentence.

——Although it is not easy to operate, but the performance is top-notch. We are looking for people who can use it often, love me, and decorate me.

If one day, I can really be used by you and become your sword to protect you, I will take the initiative to finish this sentence.

The acquaintance with California Kiyomitsu can be called dramatic, but Osamu Dazai is obviously more interested in another Fusangshin whom he has never seen before.

"Ah... er, you are Jiang Xuezuo, right? There were other judges who mentioned you to me today. I think we might get along very well."

Jiang Xue Zuowen raised his eyes in surprise. Because of his nature, he is not good at expressing himself in front of the judges. This unpleasant character is often drowned in many men with swords, and he is happy to be alone.

However, no matter how indifferent and withdrawn the sword is, after all, it is a thing. Deep down in their hearts, they still yearn for the closeness and love of their masters.

For the first time, an examiner said to Jiang Xuezuo, "Our personalities may be very compatible."

The Taidao youth raised his head, the fine shadows of the setting sun in the afternoon hit the corners of his tightly pressed lips, and the outline of his face could not be discerned. At that moment, he seemed to be smiling.

It's just that the smile was fleeting, "Maybe the main hall doesn't understand me? I hate war. Rather than go to the battlefield to kill enemies and get blood on my hands, I'd rather be an insider who feeds horses and farms." Jiang Xue left text After finishing speaking, she lowered her eyes, and her slender eyelashes covered the sadness in her eyes.

Sorry, Lord, to disappoint you.

Unexpectedly, the young and handsome god judge replied: "I have known this for a long time. I read the knife account album, and your detailed information is written in it. Don't look at me like this, the memory is actually not bad. I did it before. It is also a job of staining blood with blood and using violence to control violence. Later, because of some incidents, he was transferred to be a detective, and now he is here as a part-time interrogator."

Halfway through the speech, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "At first I was worried that your character might be different from what was described in the information. After all, there is such a precedent as Song Xian. I feel relieved if you answer like this."

To Jiang Xuezuo's words, this voice was like the sounds of nature.

"Is it true? Are you willing to understand me and agree with me?" Jiang Xuezuo asked in disbelief.His state of mind, which seems to have been covered in dust for thousands of years, and the ancient well without waves, is being shattered inch by inch.

"Of course, I don't need to lie to you, do I?" Dazai Osamu got off his seat at some point, came to Jiang Xuezuo Wenwen, couldn't help holding his hand, and said passionately and impassionedly: "Don't you think Is this world sad? Is it meaningless to live? I think so too. So, let’s die together! It’s a pity that we didn’t die in love with a beautiful lady, but it would be nice to die with a like-minded friend like you What! Your sword-free death is just jumping the knife to solve the pool, right? Come, let’s be together tonight.”

Jiang Xue left the text: "Ah?!"