God Judge's Dark Fall Project[Comprehensive]

After being ruthlessly hit, the small cluster of Sakura Fubuki that Hasebe struggled to drift out wilted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and became like a dried flower handicraft that had been made, but the ending also returned to the trash can. In this regard, he received the same treatment as the person he wanted to compare with.

And he himself was the same, sinking deeper and deeper in the vortex of depressed emotions, until finally he simply squatted down and leaned his head on the door frame, his whole body seemed to lose color, leaving only a piece of white paper with lines hooked on it.

——Ah, let’s just fend for ourselves like this, anyway, his image in the heart of God Judge is almost like the mud on the ground...

"Hasebe?"

Taking out a set of brand-new pajamas from the small package she brought earlier, Mio took off the clothes on her body and greeted in confusion: "Why don't you come here, you can soon..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the other party's pale figure instantly as if it had been dyed again, and a lamp was added to the head, so bright that the whole face was reflecting light.Not only that, Da Dao, who has the mobility not inferior to the short sword, once again used his advantages, and in just a second, he rushed in front of him, and said with a serious expression and excitement: "Yes! I have been ready for a long time. ,You can start at any time! But before that, please allow me to help you change your clothes!"

The master swordsman, who wants to show his presence all the time, once again made a dangerous speech unconsciously, successfully attracting the attention of people around him.

Although I knew that he (maybe) hadn't used his brain, but this kind of statement was really too irritating.

"It's better for Hasebe-kun to sort out his own image first." Candlestick Chee reminded him kindly, and by the way, scanned him from head to toe, with subtle disgust and sympathy mixed in his eyes.

Hasebe has been in a decadent state for a long time because he has been imprisoned in a small black room, so he is naturally too lazy to take care of himself.Fortunately, Fu Sangshen is different from human beings. Even if he doesn't take a bath for a while, he won't have any peculiar smell, at most he looks rather embarrassed.

But for those who love cleanliness, just letting him dangle in front of their eyes like this, and then crawling into bed to sleep after the interrogator (?) has passed, is simply digging a tunnel in their own bottom line.

In order to prevent Hasebe from causing irreparable damage, Horikawa hurriedly echoed: "Yes, and it is impossible for Mr. Hasebe to sleep wearing a coat, right? The hot spring is now open, so you can take a comfortable bath. .”

Hasebe was in a trance for a few seconds after being hit by the double attack, and finally chose to succumb to reality and temporarily gave up showing his various virtues as the master.But before leaving, he broke out a touching declaration from the depths of his soul:

"Don't delay the sleep time of Lord God Judge. I will simply rinse it with cold water and I will be back soon!"

After saying this, he jumped down from the second floor and hurried to get his pajamas and wash himself.

And Mio, who was still in the undressing position, tilted her head and muttered puzzledly: "It's so easy to change clothes, you don't need help at all. But compared to that, can I choose not to wear pajamas tonight?"

Why do human beings create things that restrict their actions? To be honest, no matter how much information they read, he still can't understand it at all.And according to the system's calculations, if he gave up this kind of thing, his action speed would increase by at least 0.3%. It felt like the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

He really wanted to show the data to the people around him, but he was forced by the confidentiality clause of the artificial man, so he could only watch them eagerly, and then he was once again taught a lot of preaching.

"No, you have to wear clothes at all times, even in the hot springs, you have to cover yourself with a towel, so that you are handsome enough. Speaking of which, it was because you were so ignorant last time that Mr. Crane succeeded. ...No, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Thinking of the scene I saw outside the room, Candlestick felt very guilty, just like discovering that a well-behaved underage student was tricked out of the room by gangsters, but any adult with a bit of conscience should not turn a blind eye.

So now, most of the reason why he quickly let go of his prejudice against the person in front of him is because he wants to make up for the other person.On this point, Horikawa agreed with him.

As for the other people in the room, their thinking is roughly in tune with them.

Injuries suffered at the hands of other judges are not a reason to transfer pain to another innocent person.Because of prejudice, they can become indifferent and stop interacting with human beings, but they will never exist as a perpetrator.Otherwise, how is that different from humans who abused them wantonly?

So at the beginning, everyone will have that kind of attitude.However, under the joint efforts of Tsurumaru and Mio, a crack was opened in that boundary line, and it turned into a relatively harmonious situation, which is also a surprise.

Of course, this is not enough to offset the mistakes made by the former, and when the Candlesticks leaked their words, the few people who learned the "truth" for the first time all turned their eyes to Tsurumaru, trying to convey their emotions.

For example—shock, surprise, condemnation, if I had to sum it up in one sentence, it would probably be "I really can't see Mr. Tsurumaru that you are such a blade!".

Taidao, who couldn't get rid of the big pot on his back, felt that he could give up struggling.

And Mio, who has a very low EQ and lacks a sense of shame, dissociates from the situation, and when she finds that resistance is futile, she obediently puts on her pajamas.Yamabukiri, who was sitting beside him, also helped him tie a beautiful button shape around his waist, which made the original simple and plain clothes look classical.

"You look so... pretty."

Coaxing people in his own unique way, the blond Da Dao looked at his beautiful eyes and repeated seriously: "It looks so good, so I have to wear it like this every night."

Looking down at the complicated patterns on her waist, Mio opened her eyes wide, feeling admiration from the bottom of her heart, "Yamabagiri is really amazing, he can do anything, he is omnipotent. If only I could be half as powerful as you sometime. "

Even after hearing such fancy compliments many times, Yamabugiri still couldn't help blushing, and looked away unsteadily again, not daring to continue to look at the person in front of him.

——In case, if Sakura Fubuki is not careful, it will be bad...

Fortunately, Yaoken saw this trend in advance, so he used the earplugs that Tsurumaru had just handed over to change the subject, and successfully brought the unstable blonde to the other side.

Because the other party was taken care of by him when he was in a coma, the quilt was spread right next to him, not too close to the judge, and the danger of being suddenly buried by Sakura Blizzard in the middle of the night was avoided.

But before he could say a few words, there was a sound of "knocking" going up the stairs outside the door, and then Hasebe, who had disappeared for a while, rushed into the room and knelt down with lightning speed Sit where you belong.

The tips and tails of his hair were upturned in a mess, trembling with the rapid breathing, and two drops of water dripped from time to time, leaving shallow traces on the pajamas.

Apparently, it was just a quick cold shower, as he said earlier.And because the temperature in Honmaru at night was as high as that of early winter, the tip of his nose was slightly reddened by the cold, and the skin exposed from the open neckline was the same, but it was more like the marks left after being carefully scrubbed.

——If Lord God Judge wants to use him as a pillow, he will definitely be close to this position in terms of height and comfort.

With this in mind, he focused on it, not only scrubbing vigorously, but also smearing it with soap several times, trying to leave only the most pleasant aroma.

Even Fu Sangshen couldn't see this, and Mio maintained her usual way of understanding, lifting the quilt and wrapping it around him, focusing on the naked, exposed parts, all tightly covered.

"It must be cold for you to run outside with so little clothes on, right? If one quilt is not enough, I'll get you another one."

"No, it's not like that, my body is perfectly fine!"

Faced with the young people's pure concern, the master knife suppressed the thoughts in his heart like-"If the judge needs it, I can even provide you with warmth right away"-this kind of overly (bad) bone ( Cake), and turned to explain solemnly: "It's better to say that my current situation is unprecedentedly good, enough to deal with anything that will happen next, please don't worry."

"Oh, oh... that's good."

Mio nodded half-understood, hugged back her little quilt, got inside and turned over, supporting the quilt with her elbows.After getting ready, he found that the person next to him was still sitting upright, and he couldn't help being surprised again.

"Why don't you lie down? I heard that if there are only two people, you need to use this posture to tell ghost stories. I even turned out a lot of them on purpose, enough to tell until dawn."

It was the first time for Hasebe to experience sleep chat, and it was such a high level of difficulty. He was both happy and anxious. After taking a few deep breaths, he lay down on the bed like the person in front of him.

——Wait, with this posture, wouldn't you be able to provide chest pillow service for the God Judge? !

Realizing his mistake, he was so regretful that his intestines were green, but he was too embarrassed to offer that kind of service, so he drooped his head and immediately lost most of his energy.

But not long after, he felt a light touch on his shoulder, and he could just see a little familiar warm brown in his peripheral vision.

The handsome young man leaned his head on his shoulder, raised his eyes, and directed happily: "Is it your first time? Don't be nervous, lean towards me and put your head against my chest." Head...um, this way you can hear the other person's voice very clearly."

The two of them were leaning against each other in an extremely childish way. They were too close to see each other's expressions, but could only feel each other's temperature and breath.

In this way, a secret connection is created, as if they are merging into one, whether it is heartbeat, breathing or thinking, they can all share at the same time.

It's hard for Hasebe to express how he feels at this moment. The whole person is light and light, as if he is about to fly together, but his eye sockets are sore, and he falls heavily with his heart sinking.

Why, a person like him who almost made a big mistake can get such intimacy and favor?He obviously came here with the intention of redemption, but now it seems like he is dreaming... No, it is something that he dare not even dream about.

He knew how to deal with Fu Sangshen who made a mistake.Insulting him with words, beating him with a cane, trampling him with his feet, stepping him into the deepest part of the soil, and watching him with disdainful eyes—this is what should have happened, he should have been treated like this Reasonable.

But what happened now has long been beyond his cognition, making him at a loss, and a sense of despicable pleasure arises, as if this is time or memory stolen from others, and it can be owned by him for the time being .

Even if he has to return it in the end, at least he once owned it.So even if there is a violent storm next, he can still hold the remaining debris instead of being empty-handed or full of hatred.