I'm acting in Yokohama

In the space of Sawagawa, Kuritaguchi's swords are lined up on the steps of the garden.

A comfortable scene was simulated in the courtyard, with a white cloud occasionally floating in the blue sky, clean and bright like jade.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a beautiful sky." Yizheng said with emotion.

Without the spiritual power support of the God-inspector, the environment in Honmaru has also become harsh. Most of the time, the sky is dull gray, as if under heavy dark clouds. Although the courtyard is cleaned every day, it is still covered with dead leaves.

Every corner and every crevice in the courtyard tells the story of decay.

Yiqi looked up at the blue sky that he hadn't seen for a long time, and the little knives who came with him were also very happy.

Although Ranto Shiro had not seen the dilapidation of Honmaru with his own eyes, he could still imagine it. He was silent for a moment, and said softly, "I think..."

"Chaos." Yaoken Fujishiro interrupted him, "I know what you're thinking, but that adult has already helped a lot, so don't trouble him."

Rantoshiro clenched his fists unwillingly.

Although the former aunt was a little cold when he first joined the job, he behaved fairly conscientiously and repaired the swords in a timely manner. However, after a few months, because he could not draw rare swords anyway, the only one-stage one It was still bought from the black market, so he didn't treat everyone so wholeheartedly.

Even if he was seriously injured by a sword when he went out, he would not come back. In order to save resources afterwards, he often left the injured sword aside.

After opening the map suitable for short knives in the later stage, the former god judge completely collapsed, because he loves Taidao and Odachi, and the level of swordsmen of other sword types is very low.

Even if there are high-level swords and big swords, their Honmaru’s map push is still very slow. During that time, the atmosphere in Honmaru was very depressing. Seriously injured swordsmen would often be left aside until Honmaru had no manpower available. To start repairing.

The form of small short knives and fighting knives is the most serious, because of their large number, if one is broken, just use the other.

This situation continued until one day, when they were on the expedition, they were seen by another interrogator. Seeing that they were not in good condition, the other party quietly reported them to Honmaru anonymously after returning.

That's what happened next.

The Government of Time has its own set of procedures for dealing with such Honmaru.

Because such situations are not uncommon, there is obviously not much room for bringing all the swords to the Government of Time for placement.

Therefore, these swords are still placed in the original Honmaru, and all their information will be listed on the bulletin board of the Government of Time until a new judge takes them away.

They don't have rare swords in Honmaru, and the only one, Yizhen, also stated beside the message that they don't want to be separated from the brothers, that is to say, even if there are god judges who fancy him and want to take it away, they must accept his offer at the same time. Bros.

The short knives of Kuritaguchi these few times are very common, not to mention that even new gods would like to have their own swords.

They Honmaru just waited silently for several months. If there is no accident, they will continue to wait until their spiritual power is exhausted and everyone returns to their original form. After that, they will be recovered by the main body and born as new clones.

Although the avatars of the same sword are exactly the same, just like every leaf of a big tree is different, each of them has its own personality, no matter how similar they are, they will never be the same.

The new avatars will not be the current ones.

At present, the best solution is to find a new god judge to take over their Honmaru... But for Honmaru who does not have a rare sword, this is a very difficult thing, it may happen, but the chance is too small, Because there are many Honmaru in the same situation as them under the name of the time government.

It would be much easier to coax an uninformed psychic into joining the team of the God-inspectors and take over their Honmaru than letting the new God-inspectors pick them.

"What's the difference between this approach and the previous god judge?" Yiqi Yizhen comforted Ranto Shiro, he knew that although this younger brother looked cheerful and lively, he actually had a lot of thoughts.

"It is an honor to meet everyone in this new era. Even if I return to the original body with everyone, I have no regrets." The head of Kuritaguchi said so.

As the former god judge's favorite sword, he has always been mixed between the god judge and his younger brothers. No matter how painful he is, the smile on his face has never been removed.

One episode, one strike, a sword that is extremely sharp on the battlefield, but as gentle as water in life.

"Brother Yiqi..." Ranto Shiro lowered his head, big teardrops dripped down on the back of his hand, and splashed the crystal clear water, "It was so hard for me to meet everyone again, how could it be like this..."

Yiqi Yizhen gently hugged the little short knife who was out of breath from crying: "That's enough."

Although life was indeed difficult in the later period, but at last there was an extra memory of being with everyone. Everyone played to their heart's content in the Honmaru, and fought happily on the battlefield... It was really enough.

Ranto Shiro finally realized that returning to the original body is inevitable, but this time he can finally be with everyone. Although there are still many brothers who have not seen each other, but as the first phase brother said——

It is a lucky thing to be able to meet you again.

Having figured it out, Xiao Diandao cried louder and buried his head in Yiqi Yizhen's arms aggrievedly, wiping all the tears on him.

In the first episode, Yizhen was a little bit dumbfounded, but he also knew that his younger brother had figured it out, so he coaxed him softly: "Okay, okay, it won't be pretty if you cry again, and no one will appreciate it if you dance like this."

"In the first phase, I lied, hiccupped, lied to others, so I won't, hiccup, no one will appreciate it." Xiao Diandao subconsciously retorted after crying until he hiccupped.

"Hey, I lied to you."

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On the other hand, Sagawa Yoshihiko didn't know the heart-to-heart talk of the Kuritaguchi brothers. The small dagger that showed signs of blackening was washed white and tender again, and he continued the previous topic in Kazuya.

"Death?" Sagawa gently squeezed his chin, as if he was thinking seriously, and smiled after a few seconds, "Yes."

He spoke too firmly, and Chuya didn't react for a while. After confirming what he heard, he said in disbelief: "Shouldn't ordinary people be comforted at this time? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Sagawa stared at him, but seemed to see someone else through him, his honey-colored eyes were clear and bright: "Everything will have an end, people will die, even gods will fall one day."

Chuya: "...Of course I know this, you should understand that I am not talking about this."

"If you are worried about being threatened by power, you might as well master it." Sagawa suddenly held his hand.

Zhong also touched a piece of warm palm unexpectedly, his eyes widened slightly, and then jumped up with a swish, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"What are you doing!"

Sawagawa: "..."

He looked up at the ceiling, and Zhongye Maomao had unconsciously used his powers, and was hanging upside down from the ceiling at the moment.

"Why is there such a big reaction, shouldn't it be shy?" The ancient but not conservative Uruk cup teased.

"Whispering! Who told you to touch it all of a sudden!"

"Since when did Chuuya become so sensitive?"

"It's not all your fault!"

"Come down, I promise you will be comfortable."

"Tsk." Knowing that his reaction was a bit excessive, Zhong also jumped down.Sagawa held his hands again: "Close your eyes, don't resist me."

The power of the Holy Grail invaded the orange-haired boy's body little by little. At first, the strange feeling was not obvious, but as the power increased, dense beads of sweat gradually oozed from Chuya's forehead.

He is very familiar with Sawagawa's ability, but the power swimming in his body is obviously not something that Rashomon can match.

The power hidden in Chuya's body is chaotic and manic, but Sawagawa gives him a feeling that is closer to "nothing", there is no chaos of evil, and no nobility of kindness.

"Hmm—" The strength accumulated in his body gradually reached the critical point, and Chuya's whole body was trembling slightly. He unconsciously groaned in pain, and half-opened one eye to look at Sawagawa with difficulty.

Even though they were enduring the same level of strength, the other party relaxed as if they didn't feel anything at all.

"Sorry, I lied, maybe it's not that comfortable." Seeing this, Sagawa let go of his hand, and the strength gradually became gentler, washing every inch of Zhongya's meridians.

Outside the door, the innkeeper stood stiffly like a stone pillar. Because of the accident the night before, and the guest in this room hadn't been out for a long time, he came up worried to see the situation.

I didn't expect to hear such a heart-pounding conversation.

What is shy, what is touchable, what is sensitive, what is comfortable, what is not to resist... It is too embarrassing for the older single boss!

"What's wrong with the boss?" The clerk passing by saw him staying at the door with a dazed look on his face, thinking that something happened to the customers inside, so he immediately rushed to knock on the door.

"Are the guests inside okay? Can you hear me!"

To his surprise, the other party responded quickly, and the door was opened by a good-looking black-haired young man.

"Ah, I'm sorry to interrupt your rest, because of the accident the night before yesterday, we want to check your safety." The clerk said embarrassedly.

"Thanks for your hard work, my companion and I are fine." Sawagawa turned his body slightly to reveal Chuya on the bed, proving the truth of his words.

The store owner had no time to stop the clerk's movement, so he could only look at the room with a stiff expression. Although the orange-haired boy was dressed in neat clothes, his face had an inexplicable blush, his breath was a little unstable, and he seemed to be out of trouble. Look less sweaty.

With a jerk, he immediately pulled the clerk back a step, and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry——! I'm bothering you two!"

Clerk: ? ? ?

The door was consciously and quickly closed by the store owner.

Two people in the room:? ? ?

Zhong also asked strangely, "What happened to him?"

"...Maybe it's related to something else." A certain cup was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized as if it had enlightened.

The pure boy Chuya Nakahara: "What's the matter?"

Sawagawa approached him with a smile, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Chuya's face turned red in an instant and turned into a ripe tomato. Without thinking, he picked up the pillow at hand and threw it at Sawagawa, shouting:

"It's all because you guys wear yellow glasses, so everything you see is yellow!"

In order to prevent the suddenly grown-up boy Chuya from going berserk again, Sawagawa immediately got back to the topic: "You were worried that you might not be able to control the power in your body, right?"

Zhongye's behavior of tearing the pillow stopped immediately, his thoughts were taken away by him, and he said in a daze, "Huh? Um, yes."

"Actually, I have also had this kind of trouble before. Just like you just endured that force, my previous body would not be able to bear it. In this case, I just need to keep polishing the container to make it stronger and stronger. If you have resilience, you'll be fine."

Sagawa, who successfully changed the subject, quietly deepened the smile in his eyes.

Chuya: "Grinding the container...? How to do it?"

Sawagawa: "This is a very complicated and painful process, like a piece of iron being repeatedly beaten."

"You are so long-winded, hurry up and talk about the specific operation." Zhong also said without hesitation.

"It is to test where your limit is by constantly liberating your power, and then break it." Sagawa took the glass beside him casually, and pointed to the thick bottom of the glass.

"The bottom line of this cup is currently filled with water. If you keep polishing the bottom, its bottom line will move down accordingly, and the amount of water it can store will increase." With his voice, the originally thick bottom of the water cup It is miraculously thinning little by little.

Zhong also asked: "But how do you know where the bottom line is?"

Sagawa poured drinking water into the glass: "For the glass, water is the best way to test, and for you, the same is true for abilities. Do you still remember the magic array I gave you?"

His palm lightly brushed across the back of Nakaya's hand, and the dark red magic circle disappeared in a flash.

Sawagawa: "This formation can predict the limit of your body's ability to withstand power. When it thinks your body has reached its limit, it will re-seal your violent power back to your hands."

"But this can only touch the limit, it can't break the limit." Zhong also keenly grasped the loopholes in his words.

"The limit of the body is different from the limit of thinking. You can understand it as a rubber band. Without any external force, the two coincide on a line. This line is the limit of thinking."

"But when there is an external impact, the limit of the body will be pulled down in a limited way. Whether you can break through depends on whether your mind can sink."

This is like when a person thinks that the pain has reached the extreme, life hits his head hard again, and after he gritted his teeth and survived, he realized that he could bear more pain.

Life is like this, constantly ups and downs... There is no bottom line at all.

"So that's how it is!" Zhong also provoked an excited smile, "Then we—"

"Then let's go back first." Sagawa followed his words fluently, "It's been almost two days since we came out, so it's time to go back and report safety."

"... Tsk." Chuya originally wanted to try this method immediately, but his heart was burned by the word "go back" in his words.

He is no longer in that dark cage, he now has a home to which he can return.

"Let's go."

Zhong also packed his luggage quickly, and suddenly realized: "Didn't you use your mobile phone to inform them?"

"Did you say this?" Sawagawa pulled out a pile of broken copper and iron wreckage.

Chuya: "...you can borrow the phone from the shop."

Sawagawa: "I don't remember the number."

Chuya: "...Forget it, let's go."

When checking out, Chuya asked casually, "Did you not remember my number?"

Sawagawa: "..."

For some reason, he always felt that this question was a bit dangerous, so he pretended not to hear it, and continued to say goodbye to the young lady at the front desk of the hotel with a smile.

"Sure, sure, no, remember, yes!" Zhong Ye roared, turning to the front desk, "Please give me a piece of paper and a pen, thank you."

He angrily wrote a series of numbers on the paper, with such force that he punctured the paper, and then used gravity to slap the paper on Sagawa's face.

"Here, me, back, down, come!"

"Hey hey——" Sagawa swallowed unconsciously, took down the paper, and made a gesture of begging for mercy.

So on the whole way back, Sawagawa kept reciting numbers without stopping the whole time, and had to be randomly checked by the dean Nakahara Nakaya from time to time.

Sawagawa: "..."

When he returned to Maoca, he had recited this string of numbers no less than [-] times.

It seems a little deserted in the store today...

As if the term wasn't precise enough, there was actually no one in the store.

They came back overnight, the entire cat cafe was empty, and no one else was in their rooms.

The two of them were wondering, when suddenly a person ran in, rolling and crawling outside.

"Who!"

Chuya subconsciously stood in front of Sawagawa and said coldly.

"Finally, I'm back!!!" The man's voice was full of tears, and before he even had time to turn on the light, he threw himself at their feet.

"I'm begging you two, come back with us quickly! Those people are about to dismantle the Supernatural Secret Service Division!"

Sagawa:? ? ?

Zhong Ye:? ? ?

"Because the two of you have been unable to get in touch, the only person who knows where you are is the team leader. However, there have been so many meetings recently, and the team leader went to a meeting, but I couldn't get in touch no matter what. Then...they called!"

On the way to the Supernatural Secret Service Section, the member who was left to block people cried miserably, the more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and in the end he almost burst into tears.

Nakaya glanced at Sawagawa coolly: "Have you thought about how to explain to them for a while, you forgot their number."

Sawagawa: "..."

With all due respect - does anyone still memorize cell phone numbers these days? !

After arriving at the Supernatural Secret Service Division, the scene was indeed extremely tragic. The entire site was shrouded in a golden space, and a lot of members fell inside, but seeing that they still had the strength to cry in pain, it was probably okay.

Others: Do you speak?

This space is Rimbaud's ability, without his permission, no one else can enter.

The member who brought them slammed on the golden wall and roared into it, "People—! Come—! It's—!"

Sagawa looked at the other party like a huge hideous gecko: "..."

Brother, not so not so.

The man's face was directly on Rimbaud's ability, and he seemed eager to take his head off and throw it in.

In a certain room of the Ability Secret Service Section, Rimbaud suddenly sensed something, and calmly said, "They seem to be back."

The golden space suddenly disappeared, and the member lying on it didn't have time to react, and fell to the ground with a bang, but not only was he not angry, but wept with joy as he watched the few people pacing under the moonlight.

"It's okay, it's okay... woohoo, it's okay!"

Sawagawa: "..."

It's really not impossible.

But looking at the scene, he could roughly guess that these three people probably demolished other people's hometowns.Tonight's moonlight may also be frightened by them. The thick clouds cover the sky, until now some white veils are slightly exposed. Under the bright moonlight, the three of them came slowly, just... their expressions looked uncomfortable. Satisfied.

Sawagawa leaned towards Chuya calmly, and said softly: "Oops, I seemed to have used too much strength when I demonstrated to you just now, and I feel a little uncomfortable now."

Chuya raised his eyebrows slightly after listening, instead of worry, there was a slight smile and gloating in his eyes, he purposely said loudly: "What's the matter, Yoshihiko, because you forgot someone's phone number, are you so sad that you want to pass out now? "

Sawagawa: "..."

You have changed Chuya, you were not like this before.

"It turns out I forgot my phone number." The Frenchman approached said with dark eyes, "Is the store manager so unreliable? I am very happy to have played outside for two days. I didn't think of the left-behind children and widows in our store at all." What about the old man?"

Left-behind children: Dazai Osamu, Oda Sakunosuke.

The lonely old man: Rimbaud.

Sawagawa tried to defend himself: "...didn't have a good time, because Chuya suddenly had an accident and passed out."

"So the store manager also passed out?" the Frenchman asked a crucial question.

Sagawa didn't change his face: "Yes, he also passed out."

Zhong Ye: "Liar."

Sawagawa: "..."

What to do if the child is old and disobedient-beat him up and eat it.

"Ah, now that I think about it, it's actually because I cared too much about Chuya, so I didn't notice the passage of time at all." Sagawa immediately gave himself another reason, "I was really worried, and I thought in a trance that I was so worried that I passed out."

"That's it..." Osamu Dazai walked up to him and poked his waist, "The store manager... please report our mobile phone number."

Sagawa showed a king's smile in his heart, and then reported the string of numbers that he had memorized eight thousand times.

Zhong Ye: "Mine, I forced him to recite it on the road."

Sawagawa: "..."

How did this kid become what he is today? ? ?

Under the watchful eyes of a group of left-behind children and widowed elderly, Sawagawa had no choice but to cast his eyes on the members of the Supernatural Secret Service who were weeping happily on the ground.

The member was terrified by the staring sight, stopped crying immediately, and even hiccupped: "You, what else do you need?!"

"I'm sorry, there was some misunderstanding between me and my clerk, which caused you a lot of losses." Sagawa, who just wanted to find a topic, asked casually.

Unexpectedly, that member might be from the logistics department or the finance department, but he wiped away tears stubbornly, said a lot of words in his mouth, and began to count losses with them.

Sawagawa: "..."

He really just asked casually, and you just answer casually, you don't have to be so serious.

The serious consequence is that the other party calculated an astronomical figure for him, and Sagawa looked at him with a truly nuclear smile.

member:"……"

It's strange to feel a little cold all of a sudden.

"Speaking of which, is your team leader here? There seems to be a bit of a mistake in the mission information this time. The other party stayed behind and raised an unknown huge monster, which made us suffer a lot. One of my clerks almost couldn't return. Here we come."

He insisted that Jian Feiwei was a monster raised by the other party, and blamed himself for disrupting the timeline to the Intelligence Department of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Sagawa looked at Nakaya without changing his face: "That's right, that's right."

Chuya didn't know the details, but the appearance of Jian Feiweishi was very coincidental, coupled with the misleading language of Sawagawa, he nodded without hesitation.

Just now, he was very arrogant, as if the member who wanted to steal their family's money suddenly weakened his aura. He dodged his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose, and lowered his voice an octave: "Yes, is it?"

Sagawa successfully fooled the person, and made an appointment with him to discuss this matter in detail when their team leader was free.

Then I went back and recited other people's numbers [-] times.

Sawagawa: "..."

He hates modern times.

This night, he successfully understood the pressure of adults, and finally fell asleep, when he remembered that he seemed to have made an appointment with a group of knife spirits... What was the agreement?

"I promise—see you tomorrow."

Looking back at the end of the beginning, Sagawa gently covered his face with one hand, changed his clothes as if appointed, and entered the space.

The days of looking for the king are so tedious and boring.

Fortunately, the flow of time in the space is different from that of the outside world. When he entered, he just caught the tail of "tomorrow" in the space.

The scene simulation here is the same as outside, with day and night, and it was also late at night when he came, but compared to the starry sky in reality, the starry sky here is much brighter.

The stars twinkle in the night, like a black ribbon dotted with diamonds, beautiful like a fairy tale fantasy.

The knives didn't sleep. For them, the time would be less after a day. They sat on the steps and looked up at the starry sky. When they saw the black-haired youth, there was a flash of surprise in their eyes.

"You're here." Ranto Shiro squeezed out awkwardly among the brothers, and slowly moved in front of Sagawa. He took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and bowed, and said loudly, "I'm very sorry, I apologized to you earlier. Had bad thoughts."

He was somewhat beyond Sagawa's expectations, but this is probably the strength of his family, which can easily change his mind.

Seemingly remembering something, Sagawa's expression softened, and he touched the head of the little dagger: "I forgive you."

Ranto Shiro returned to his lively nature, he pulled Sawagawa past him, and introduced his brothers to him bouncing around.

"There is one last thing I want to tell you. Since the brothers have found us, we will go back soon. I have bothered you for too long. Thank you very much for this time!"

Sagawa quietly looked at the little short knife, he already knew from the memory of the former god judge, if the other party just went back like this, what would be waiting for them.

The little dagger in front of him smiled brilliantly, without any trace of reluctance, even knowing the fact that he was about to return to his original body, there was no haze in his smile.

Sagawa secretly sighed, originally it was just to use the other party for the time-space converter, but now he likes this group of swordsmen a little bit.

"Aren't you waiting for me? I will be sad." Sagawa smiled, tilted his head and blinked his left eye at him.

Ranto Shiro was puzzled at what he was talking about at first, but after he figured it out, his eyes burst out with surprise: "Really? You mean you want to be with us!"

"My lord, although I am very grateful that you have such an idea, I still want to explain the situation of our Honmaru to you." Yaken Fujishiro did not agree or refuse, he just calmly explained their situation Come.

Sagawa listened carefully and didn't interrupt him. He didn't speak until the other party finished: "So that's the case? It seems that your situation is not optimistic."

"But even so." Sawagawa touched Ranto Shiro, who was getting more and more frustrated, "I still want to choose this Honmaru."

"If you are out of sympathy, then I advise you to think carefully." Yaken Fujishiro analyzed calmly.

Sympathy is a very unstable emotion. Many god judges brought back swords like theirs out of sympathy, but then regretted their impulse.

"It's not sympathy." Sawagawa retorted gently, "If I have to say it, it's probably your soul that has gone through hardships but can still bloom with brilliance."

Yaken Toshiro, who has always been calm, quietly turned his ears red, and was a little flustered by his sudden praise: "Yes, yes, you are too praised."

Yi Qi shook his head, and this suddenly boyish Yao Boss didn't even run away.

"However, I still have some work to do in this world, and the situation in your Honmaru is not optimistic." Sagawa stretched out his right hand and compressed the spiritual power into an egg-sized spiritual ball, and he handed the spiritual power ball to Yiqi Yizhen, " This should temporarily alleviate Honmaru's situation, you go back first, and if you want to find me, use the space-time converter to locate this coordinate."

Sawagawa used spiritual power to write a line in the air, which was Yokohama 11 years later.

In the first phase, he remembered the somewhat inexplicable non-violation, and guessed some kind of truth, so he took the spiritual power ball and said seriously: "Please don't worry, I will remember."

"Wait, I want to stay." Ranto Shiro grabbed the hem of his clothes, "Please, please, don't master want to dance with me?"

"Yes, yes." Sagawa guessed that the little dagger might be a little uneasy, but, "Master, you can't call him that outside."

"Yeah!" Seemingly acting like a baby calmly, but in fact, the panicked little daggers heaved a sigh of relief, and waved at the brothers without hesitation, "Let's go, everyone."

Other brothers: "..."

However, considering that Honmaru is really in urgent need of this spiritual power ball, the other knife spirits immediately returned to Honmaru.

Returning to reality, Sawagawa wanted to arrange a room for the little dagger, but the other party said seriously: "Now I am the only one with the master, so of course I have to shoulder the duties of a servant. I can become a prototype to protect the master."

As he said that, he disappeared immediately, but a short knife appeared in Sagawa's hand.

"It's very late today, master go to sleep."

Sawagawa: "... Let's change the name."

"Good lord!"

The night was full of ups and downs, and the dream was also in a trance.

When he was woken up by a loud cry the next morning, Sagawa was rarely dazed, and he pressed his forehead.

Last night, it was rare to dream of the distant past, and there were always vague and invisible voices ringing in his ears.

"Come back, come back to me..."

A certain cup: It's so annoying, why are there always people making such noise in his dreams with the king, it's rare to have such a hard-won dream.

Gaia, who has been screaming all night: "..."

"What's wrong, it's early in the morning." Sawagawa realized that the weight on his body seemed to be wrong, he lowered his head slightly and met a certain short knife, "..."

"Morning, master." Ranto Shiro nestled under his quilt, hugging his waist tightly, and his pajamas were loosened with his head.

Sawagawa: "...how did you..." suddenly changed back to human form.

Before he finished his question, the door exploded immediately: "Master, master!"

Zhong also noticed that Sawagawa, who always got up early, didn't get up until noon. Although he said he didn't care, he was secretly worried about the other party, afraid that he would indeed hurt his body when he showed his strength yesterday, so he came up to see To see him.

I never expected that as soon as the door was opened, there was a super cute girl lying on this guy!The two actually agree!one!bed!Quilt, after Sawagawa woke up, that girl still called Master!He didn't even object!

Sawagawa, who finally woke up after being yelled at by him: "...It's not what Chuya thinks, please listen to my explanation."

"Sleeping in the same bed with such a young girl, and the other party calls you master—" Chuya approached eeriely, gnashing his teeth, "You, explain, explain! I'm listening."

Sawagawa: "...you have something to say, you put down my bedside table first."

He looked at the bedside table floating in the air under Zhongya's gravity with trepidation.

Rantoshiro hugged Sawagawa, although he had a sweet smile on his face, but he was also secretly observing his master's companion. Now it seems that the other party's strength is not weak, and he feels a sense of crisis.

"What, what, the store manager actually slept with the little girl all night, and let her call her master, it's too much, store manager." Osamu Dazai, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, stood at the door, covered his mouth, and laughed exaggeratedly twice.

Rashomon appeared instantly, trying to wrap the young black mud spirit around its ankles and hang it upside down in the air.

"It's useless, store manager, have you forgotten my ability?" Osamu Dazai, who had perfectly eliminated Rashomon, said coolly.

Sawagawa: "... Luan, cut him off."

"Hey, hey." Ranto Shiro was a little excited when he received an order from his master for the first time, and he rushed to the door quickly.

So fast!

In less than a second, the opponent appeared behind Dazai, and the scabbard of the short knife directly smashed him to the ground.

Those who didn't know the details of the dagger at the scene were all feeling sorry for his speed.

Oda, who just went upstairs, squinted his eyes. This girl felt very familiar to him, just like his gun. Although the other party smiled brightly, it still couldn't conceal the cold feeling of a weapon on his body.

Knowing that the master was just joking, Ranto Shiro did not kill him, and immediately returned to the master after pushing the place "lightly".

Sagawa praised: "Good job."

Then it was interrogated by the four parties.

Those involved in the trial: Chuya Nakahara, Rimbaud, Osamu Dazai, and Sakunosuke Oda.

Tried: Sagawa Yoshihiko.

In addition, the girl who eats melons outside the court, to be precise, the boy who eats melons: Ranto Shiro.

Sawagawa: "..."

Why did things become like this.

The author has something to say: I was squeezed dry, no more.

Thanks to the big baby Jujiu for watering the white squishy x10 duck!

Thanks also to all the cute little ones who supported

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