God Judge's Dark Fall Project[Comprehensive]

"But I still seem to hear a sound similar to hitting the wall." Kunihiro Horikawa obviously wanted to be more careful. After the initial shock, he recalled the sound he heard not long ago, and added without hesitation: "And more than once , many times, as if asking for help."

Unlike Izumi Shou Kanesada's enthusiasm, he didn't care much about other people's life and death, it was just caused by nature, and he analyzed the doubts about this matter.

He scanned the room with his eyes, and found a bathrobe not far away with a bit of mud and leaves, and there were some dirt marks on the ground, which looked a bit like footprints, and then looked back along them...

The candlestick moved calmly, just blocking his view of the cabinet, and explained with some embarrassment: "That's because... I have a habit of banging my head against the wall when I'm thinking about new recipes."

——Too, too hard!

The rest of the three-strike Dark Fallen Knives in the house were shaken in place at the same time.Unlike Izumi Mamoru, who completely believed in his rhetoric, Horikawa, who vaguely sensed something was wrong, couldn't speak at all, and could only look at him with admiration.

And Tsurumaru really wanted to wipe away the tears of his companion who always pays attention to the image, but when he thought of the frying pan that appeared inexplicably just now, he subconsciously looked at the wall—well, this should really be an excuse, but why did he feel a certain There seems to be a sunken mark...

Unconsciously, a strange picture appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but gasp, feeling that in terms of fright, Candlestick might be the legendary talented player.

Before he could recover, the interrogator beside him who had been quiet for a long time turned his head and cheerfully gave him a bigger shock.

"You lose... um, um—"

Mio, who had no sense of crisis at all, widened her eyes, and couldn't understand why Tsurumaru suddenly covered her mouth, then poked it down with her fingers, and tried to continue talking.But the more he struggled, the stronger the other party became, and in the end, he simply wrapped his arms around his waist and whispered in his ear, "You promised to be obedient before, so now, just close your mouth." Just be a good boy."

The warm breath brushed over the pinnae, causing a slight itchiness, as if a feather had been swept gently.He turned his face, but he could only see the thin jaw of Dark Falling Knife, and the Adam's Apple that was sliding up and down on the thin white neck.

—— According to the database, this kind of emotion of the other party is called "nervousness".

Although he didn't understand why, he still nodded obediently, and followed Tsurumaru's gaze to look out.

When the cabinet made a strange sound, followed by a slight shake, the three people at the low table immediately sensed something was wrong, and subconsciously stood up.

Izumi Mamoru pulled out the main body directly, and all the "ghost legends" popped up in his mind, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and he still showed a sneer behind the blade: "Even if it is not a ghost exorcising knife like Smiling Qingjiang, but this blow If you go on, it will never make you feel better."

In fact, to be honest, he felt that Candlestick Che's strange behavior today was definitely due to being infected by ghosts - after being preconceived by that theory, he never considered other possibilities.

"Wait, wait, it's not a ghost!" As if he had seen the tragic picture of the cabinet being destroyed, the candle holder struggled to find a reason: "It's just that there are occasional rats in the room, I think it should be inside Bar……"

"If that's the case, let me help you catch it out." Ignoring the other party's lame excuses, the young man with a wakizasa stepped forward and stretched out his hand to open the cabinet door.

The person who has been concealed here and again, he already has a vague guess in his heart, but he can't draw a conclusion hastily without seeing the evidence.After all, it is not something worth celebrating that Companion Gui returned to human beings again.

With his left hand concealedly holding down the handle of the knife, he was ready for a direct confrontation.

The air seemed to freeze in an instant, and his movements were obviously extremely fast, but at this moment, they were like a frozen picture, playing very slowly frame by frame in the eyes of everyone.

There was no time for the candlestick to stop it. His instinct as a sword made him subconsciously focus his gaze on the body not far away, and he had already drawn up a path to intercept the opponent's next attack in his mind.

But is it really going to get there?Obviously both he and Mr. He want to protect everyone!In order for everyone to survive safely...!

Just when Horikawa's finger was only a little away from the cabinet door, there was suddenly the sound of footsteps outside the door of Zhangzi——

"Mr. Candlestick Che, are you in the room?" Wu Hu Tui's soft voice came in, it was soft, but it couldn't hide the urgency in it.

"That... Brother Yiqi's condition has gotten worse, so I want to get some more medicine..."

The materials in this pill are limited, so they are all locked in one place, managed by Candlestick, who is best at managing internal affairs, and allocated and used on time and according to quantity.However, there are also special cases, such as difficult situations such as one period and one shock, and the use of drugs can no longer be stingy.

Seeing Candlestick Kiri rushing out, the black-haired Da Dao naturally followed, and even dragged Horikawa, who was good at taking care of people, to help.The boy Wakisashi didn't struggle, but before leaving, he once again set his eyes on the quiet cabinet, with a hint of warning chill in his eyes.

After the three of them closed the Zhangzi door and left completely, the usual tranquility returned to the house, as if it was really empty.

But there was a rustling sound in the cabinet, followed by a "squeak" and a gap was opened, revealing two pairs of red and blue eyes.Fortunately, the lights were still on in the room, and the eyesight of the Taichi Sword could see clearly. Tsurumaru finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Horikawa Kunihiro had no intention of killing him back.

It's best not to have this kind of fright again, otherwise he will really have a short life.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the boy in his arms raised his head and looked at him with a very obedient expression. He could express that feeling without words--patting his head, just once or more~

The feeling of being bound by the puppy as the owner became more and more obvious, so without realizing it, he once again complied with the other party's wishes, stroking the warm brown hair from top to bottom. Smooth long hair.

His mood strangely eased a lot, he lowered his eyes, and pretended to complain in distaste: "It's a good thing you didn't find out, otherwise, if you mess up, no one will be able to protect you."

"Are you able to talk now?" The god judge's focus was obviously different from that of ordinary people, and he only asked about the things that had attracted his attention after he received a weak nod from Dark Falling Knife.

"Who is Brother Yiqi? He needs medicine, is he injured?"

"It's better not to learn that kind of intimate name, or the group of daggers will be very unhappy when they hear it." There was inevitably a bit of selfishness in the words, and Tsurumaru deliberately exaggerated, but it wasn't too much. Rumors, because Awataguchi's daggers really don't want to see a human being, let alone a normal conversation and chat.

After seeing Mio's half-understanding expression, he coughed dryly and got down to business.

"The situation of one stage and one shock is very special. It is the backlash left by him after he resisted the former owner. Well, it is difficult for ordinary drug treatment to keep the wound from getting worse, let alone heal it. But think about it, you know, Who would buy it for such a fusangshen, so it has been left there, and it should not be far from the automatic shredder now."

He spoke lightly and quickly, with an attitude that had nothing to do with him.But the artificial man who still doesn't understand complex emotions can feel that his hand on top of his head is unconsciously clenched, pulling a strand of hair, causing a slight tingling sensation.

——Probably, sad?

"I think he should be able to save him." After looking up the meaning of the hands in the database, the warm-brown-haired god-inspector turned around, looked straight at the surprised Dark Falling Knife, and seriously proposed a solution Proposal: "In this way, I need to temporarily close some facilities in this pill, and concentrate on using spiritual power. Even if I can't recover at once, it's still not a problem."

"...Ha, you don't want to use this to close the relationship with Awataguchi, do you? I advise you to save yourself, they have long since had nothing to do with humans..."

Before the habitual sarcasm was finished, Tsurumaru felt the warmth of his palm.The other party held his hand with both hands, and looked at him with puzzled and sincere eyes, "I just don't want to see Tsurumaru look sad, besides, isn't that something within the scope of the scrutiny's responsibility? So whether it's for Friends, if you are loyal to your work, I will do my best.”

After speaking, the young man put on a soft and warm smile as usual, with two pointed canine teeth protruding from his lips, which looked extraordinarily lethal.

Dark Falling Knife froze, and then dodged his eyes in embarrassment, for fear that the other party would see his red ears.

——This guy is indeed the secret weapon of the Government of Time, he must have specially trained sweet talkers and the like!Otherwise, why would the situation be reversed smoothly every time in this situation? !

Completely unaware that she had shot a straight ball, Mio stepped out of the cabinet, grabbed Tsurumaru's hand in a very dynamic manner, and said as she walked out: "Now go over there, find the one called Yiqiyi Vibrant Fusangshen!"

"Even if you really want to do it, you can't go now." Tsurumaru hurriedly rolled up the person who was running naked again with the sheet at hand, then picked him up with the other hand, and compromised with a headache: " Go quietly when the short swords change shift tomorrow, and I will be with you when the time comes."

Although I thought from the bottom of my heart that this was a nonsense, it would definitely not be a good fruit to be found out.But if you let it go unchecked, the inquisitor with a strange (single) and different (pure) thinking circuit may make something wrong again, so he would rather watch it under his own nose.Another point is, in fact, he doesn't think it's a bad thing that someone is willing to heal and heal, and he's even slightly grateful.

A certain part of his heart loosened more and more, his eyes fell on the young man, as if he saw light, and even his red-dark eyes splashed a ray of gold.

If it was the person in front of him, maybe he could really bring a new life to this Honmaru... right?

As if aware of his sight, the inquisitor who was lifted into the air turned his head, and smiled happily as usual, nodding his head violently, while turning his invisible tail into a small windmill.

Seeing this face, Dark Falling Knife felt that he might have thought too much before.