God Judge's Dark Fall Project[Comprehensive]

"Okay."

The person in front of him not only agreed lightly, but also simply squatted down, trying hard to look him in the eyes.However, due to the covering of the sheets, they could only see each other's jaws, so the other party had no choice but to give up the polite look at each other, and continued to speak in a brisk voice.

"Are you inviting me to lie down? That's great, it's going to be fun!"

"..." An ambiguous "no" was stuck in his throat, he hesitated whether to tell the truth to the judge-in fact, he just wanted someone to stay with him for a while, but this unexpected unfolding, It's like buying a broken box, only to find that there is a treasure hidden in it, making people struggle on the edge of greed.

If he didn't say it, this orb would naturally become his own - this thought was too tempting, so his lips moved twice, and finally he didn't utter a single syllable.

Mio naturally regarded this as a default, and turned her head excitedly, like a child who has received a dream gift, and couldn't wait to announce: "I will stay here to sleep tonight, and I won't go back to the castle tower!"

Immediately afterwards, before the two vibrations of the Dark Fallen Knife could react, he jumped up and started to wander around the room, still muttering: "Go back to the castle tower to get the bedding, ah, over there I can't cover my futon anymore... If I borrow a set from Yamabagiri, will he agree? Well, or borrow from Tsurumaru and Horikawa..."

Whether it's the movements or the messy talking to himself, they all express his excitement at the moment without exception, making it impossible for people to have the heart to raise contrary opinions.

What's more, the two Zhenyin Fallen Swords looked at each other, and recalled the current situation of the castle tower in unison - before it was completely renovated, there was indeed no way to live there.So it might be a good idea to borrow from Yamabukiri, but it's not a long-term solution.Then if you can bring it back to your own room... It seems that you need to find time to discuss it with Mitsutada-san!

Their thoughts were so similar that they immediately saw the meaning in each other's eyes, and couldn't help but secretly become vigilant.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt that he was considering the overall situation, plus ensuring his own safety.Because today's matter, it is clear that it was not Mio's idea alone, and the behind-the-scenes helper must be Horikawa, so he must not let these two people get together again, and make some moths that he doesn't know about. .

For Horikawa Kunihiro, it is a real (love) disaster to let the judge stay by Tsurumaru's side. He must find ways to break up the pair, so the first priority at the moment must be to isolate the two parties. .

In short, at least Yamabugiri's harmlessness is obvious to all, and staying here tonight will definitely not cause any problems.

Thinking of this, the boy Wakisashi said firstly, "There are spare bedding in the public closet, I'll bring them here for a while."

"Really! Horikawa, you are so kind!" As if she had finally found her direction in life, Mio, who had been wandering around for a long time, rushed over directly, and happily kissed her on the other's face.

Horikawa couldn't help but blushed, but he stood firm and didn't move. By the way, he looked at the Taidao youth with righteous (pointing) righteous (blame) eyes——look, these are all the messy things you taught!

Tsurumaru felt that he had no place to seek grievances, since he himself was also the victim of the sudden attack before!Well, the only difference is that it was indeed he who went to Bidong's god-inspector first to trigger this miraculous effect.

You clearly told him not to do this to others... Well, was there something wrong with the way he expressed it at that time?

Tachi struggled through the pictures not long ago in his mind, and vaguely remembered that the only ones he had specifically pointed out before were Mikazuki Munekin and Yaki Hasebe.

... No, rather than saying it was his mistake, it might be better to say that the mental circuit of the judge is different from that of ordinary people.

He couldn't bear the headache, and secretly decided to find time to save it, such as scheduled for the next sleep chat?

Thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't waste any more time. He maintained the same expression as usual, and said in a casual tone: "Since the division of labor has been done, I can only go back to sleep, and the rest will be discussed tomorrow. .”

After saying this, he waved his hands and walked away briskly. The black feathered fabric quickly melted into the night and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Being reminded like this, Horikawa also thought about the Anshen soup and the futon, and after briefly telling Mio to stay in the room not to run around, he hurriedly left along the corridor.

After a short while, the originally lively room became deserted in an instant. The blond Da Dao kept the same posture as before, and sat motionless, not even the slightest change in the folds of the quilt.

But in fact, his heart has been plunged into turbulent waves.

Although most of the line of sight was blocked by the sheet, he still saw the scene just now - the interrogator kissed Horikawa's face, and none of the three seemed to feel anything wrong.But in his impression, this kind of close relationship shouldn't exist between superiors and subordinates at all, especially here is Anqi Honmaru, let alone that kind of indifferent attitude?

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand it, so he could only sit there stiffly, secretly watching the young human's every move from under the quilt.

The other party was obviously bolder than he had imagined, and now he came over again, sat down next to him more intimately than before, and looked over with a curious gaze that could penetrate the quilt.

"Before, I wanted to ask, did you originally want to scare someone with the quilt on?"

——You are the one who wants to scare you, but it’s just that you haven’t had time to implement it... But all Yamabuki Kunihiro are covered with sheets. Doesn’t this god-inspector know?No, no, the most important point is that he really wants to forget about the sheet ghost as soon as possible, and his back is so cold when he is mentioned like this.

Now that he was wearing a quilt, he always had the illusion that he had been caught and swallowed by the quilt ghost. In order to alleviate his fear, he took the initiative to untie the gray quilt for the first time.

The beautiful blond hair was exposed to the air a little bit, and under the dim light, it showed a certain degree of harmlessness.His brows and eyes are soft, even if there is a lingering gloomy aura, it does not make people feel terrible, but adds a bit of melancholic beauty, like a fragile product carefully crafted by a craftsman.

If it were someone else, they might all maintain a far-sighted attitude, after all... He looked as if he was placed on the edge of the table, and even a gust of wind would make him even more precarious.

But Mio didn't care about that, instead she sighed in a down-to-earth way: "It's so beautiful, if you can see the moonlight here, it shouldn't be inferior in comparison."

Faced with such straightforward compliments, even the ordinary Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro might not be able to squeeze out the customary line of "Don't praise me for being beautiful", let alone Shin who has fallen into the dark fall of Honmaru.

Hearing his words, the knife-wielding youth just shrank his neck, and asked softly in an unconfident tone: "Do you really think that...?"

Deep down in his heart, he hopes to get an affirmative answer. In fact, it has little to do with whether he is beautiful or not, he just needs someone to approve it.Tell him that he is not a worthless, meaningless product, and if not worth cherishing, he is definitely not a piece of air that is nothing.

"Hmm, um..." Seeing the expression on his face, Mio thought that the praise was not serious enough, so she hurriedly flipped through the book in the database and began to repeat the scriptures: "You are like the first ray of sunshine rising from the sky, making everything in the world They are all eclipsed, and it is a treasure that makes everyone amazed, crazy, and elusive..."

Before he could say "and I'm one of the mortal beings, and I'm trying to hold you in my arms", the people around him covered their mouths.

Yamabukari's complexion was complex, although he felt that something was wrong, but the judge said it with such an upright attitude, coupled with the soft and sweet face of the other party, not only would not be annoying, but made him feel A feeling of dumbfounded laughter.

——It's so stupid...

But seeing the serious look on the boy's face, he felt that it was impolite to laugh, so he could only control the corners of his lips and not let it rise, so he looked even more weird.

Just as he was trying to adjust his expression, the other party covered his hand, then patted it down, and asked innocently: "Do you think this is not enough? Wait, I'll turn over again... think again After a while, there will always be something you like, such as haiku or something like that?"

"No need." The temperature on the back of his hand was slightly cool, but it made him feel very hot, as if it was going to burn to the bottom of his heart.He quickly withdrew his hand, unconsciously felt the remaining temperature with the other hand, and added in a low voice after a few seconds: "It's enough, you don't actually need to do these extra things."

Not only is it an imitation, but it is also an existence that was casually abandoned. For such a person, it would be a waste of energy to invest a little emotion.This is obviously the case, why...?

"It's not superfluous, I want to learn how to get along with you, and then be a good friend!" Correcting the other party's statement very disapprovingly, the warm-brown-haired judge widened his eyes, trying to make himself appear more persuasive.

……friend?

The blond Da Dao almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.Even before, in the Honmaru where everyone saw him as normal, he never got a decent identity, but now... Maybe he is really dreaming.

Because he was trying to deny the sense of expectation rising in his heart, he showed a blank look on his face, as if the other party was not talking, but was hitting him on the head with a sap.

Seeing his expression, Mio thought that the expression was not clear enough, so she could only try her best to prove that she was not joking.

"I will try my best to praise you every day, for one year, no, two or three years, until you agree!"

"...!"

Such a picture automatically appeared in his mind, which has completely disturbed Yamabuchi's thoughts, causing him to flush from the neck, and then quickly extended to the ears, and finally the whole face was red, and white smoke almost came out from the top of his head .

It is not difficult to guess that his body wrapped under the clothes at the moment is probably also the same color.In order to cover the only exposed head, he simply put his hands around his knees, and directly stuck his head in, like an ostrich trying to escape reality, but deceiving himself and others to bury his head in the sand.

But unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, the red ears still protruded halfway from the blond hair, unremittingly revealing the master's heart.

——Being and being praised is already enough to make people shy, let alone a year or more, it is simply exaggerated!

He really wanted to say this sentence completely to the interrogator, but he thought that the other party had such pure kindness, and he couldn't open his mouth to refuse at all.

After all, that emotion was exactly what he had longed for.

The blond hit the knife in a dilemma, and fell into infinite entanglement.