After I became a divine judge [Comprehensive]

Arriving at the government office building through the coordinates in the manual, and nervously filling out the three forms such as the number id of the pill, the name of the examiner, and the list of accompanying gods under the standard smile of the office lady, we finally passed the special large-scale The Space Transformer has arrived at the resort island known as 'Paradise Island'.

There are a total of three hotels on this not-so-small island for tourists to live in, and because we came earlier, the room inventory is very sufficient.After Candlestick Kiri and the first-stage brother analyzed which hotel was more convenient to go to the beach and other entertainment venues for ten minutes, we followed Tsurumaru's suggestion and chose a modern-style hotel that everyone had never experienced.

Taking advantage of the early arrival, we booked a sea view room for each of us. Sitting on the edge of the bed, we can see the sandy beach beaten by waves in the distance through the polished floor-to-ceiling windows. The rooms of each other are also connected to the internal line, which is convenient. connect.

But before I could understand why, Luan pushed open the door I forgot to close just now, and happily dragged me to the swimsuit shop next door to the hotel.

It's best to mess around in a shop related to clothing, but now it's unrestrained when you go to a swimsuit shop you haven't been to before, and even obviously brings a subtle excitement.

"In this way, we can achieve the achievement of changing fifty kinds of clothes together with the lord!" Since playing the bunch of games I brought back to Honmaru, Luan now unconsciously uses game language when speaking, and often makes Honmaru include a Others who don't play games are puzzled by brother Qi, but at this time, I, who can always understand his meaning, also feel a little confused.

What, what?But before I had time to ask a question, Luan suddenly disappeared among the hangers full of swimsuits, leaving me alone in the outermost corner of the shop, facing the sexy bikinis on the wall, lost in thought.

This model's breasts...probably have, Ccup.As I thought about it, I still couldn't avoid touching my chest quietly—do I still have a chance to wear that kind of swimsuit in my life?

"Three...?" I froze suddenly, and it took a few seconds to control myself to turn around with difficulty, but I was completely stunned when I saw the familiar and unfamiliar face of the visitor.

This face and that voice undoubtedly belonged to Shizumi Nakamura, but she was completely different from the one I saw before. The dark circles under her eyes in front of me seemed to be without makeup, and her lips were dark. It was covered with scabs of blood from bites, and his expression was neither the tenderness and tenderness of middle school nor the indifference and contempt later, but rather... a mixture of begging and fear.

I suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of absurdity. I am no stranger to this kind of expression, but I only saw this expression in the mirror when I was caught by my hair, whether it was Shizumi Nakamura or the other people around her. Girls should not and cannot show such an expression.

Especially her, no one dislikes her.After looking at each other for a long time, she said to me with a hoarse voice and crying: "Help me, Sanjo, no, Yuka, help me."

The scene from many years ago seems to be repeated again, but the characters played and the lines spoken are reversed.In the novel, it is always written that the person who has bullied me meets again after many years, no matter how miserable the other party is, I will be as happy as I am, but I stared at her blankly, letting her grab my wrist painfully, but it seemed I couldn't feel anything, and after an unknown amount of time, I felt a bit of sadness that made my heart wrinkle up.

"How can I help?" I looked at her bruised hand for a while, and answered her in a low voice.

"Your sister... In the evening, at three o'clock in the evening, you come to the beach behind the hotel." She looked around nervously, hurriedly dropped this sentence and ran away.

"My lord—!" A few seconds after she left, she rushed towards me like flying wildly, her beautiful brows were almost frowned, as if she was annoyed or worried: "I seem to have seen the woman before me just now. Is she bullying you, my lord, again?"

I unobtrusively pulled down the sleeve on the arm behind me to cover the red marks she had scratched, and raised my head to straighten his slightly messy hair from running too fast: "...well, no, no, that , this swimsuit looks cute when you mess around."

Blinking her eyes a few times, she leaned in front of me and looked carefully for a while, as if she was finally sure that I was not lying, so she took a few steps back and turned around in a circle, making the layered pink and gold skirts of the two-piece swimsuit look like flower petals When it bloomed, the big bow tie on the back fluttered softly, making him cute like a little butterfly with orange hair and big blue eyes. It also made me feel a little guilty when I was lying for the first time.

"I tried a few, and I like this one the most, and then I chose it for my lord." Every time he buys clothes, he routinely chooses and tries them on for me. She is still a girl and has no resistance to beautiful clothes, so she accepts them with a moved heart.

But this time, because of the red mark, I don't agree or disagree.

"Well, thank you." I hesitated to thank him, but in the end he pushed me into the dressing room involuntarily, and put on a swimsuit that was very cute just by the pattern of the fabric.

But maybe people are always smarter and quicker to react than usual in times of crisis. I, who has always been slow and indeterminate, after putting on a swimsuit and being dazed for a while, I actually figured out how to scratch the red mark with my nails The skin in the vicinity suddenly felt a little itchy for a while, so I scratched it perfunctorily.

really weird.I walked in the direction of the hotel, the sun was shining on my body in a swimsuit, and the sea breeze was refreshing, but my mood did not improve because of this beauty that I had never experienced before. I couldn’t tell myself Whether it's because of lying or because of Shizumi Nakamura, it's even hard to tell what I'm thinking now.

I am content now, there is nothing to regret and no one to hurt me, they keep my heart beating fast with joy and happiness.

But the hole that I thought was filled was exposed to me again after seeing her.

I don't feel resentful or bitter, I'm just uncomprehendingly sad and aching in the empty space of my heart.

……

When I came to the beach, I naturally had to go swimming, but after playing water volleyball with them in the shallow water area, I finally used the excuse of being tired, stepped on the hot beach, and ran under the big shadow of the beach umbrella.

I leaned on the side of the chair, the soles of my feet felt a little tingling, looking at the sea and sky in the distance, it seemed that two villains split in my mind, the angel-like one said: "You have to help her, you can't just sit idly by." , she did this all because of you. Although there are many bad memories in the past, of course you have to forgive her. Do people like you have the right not to forgive others? No, it cannot be said to be forgiven. This is what you owe her. Yes, if it wasn't for you, would she have become like this?"

The villain in the cyan kimono said: "Here comes again, you can't do anything, no one can save her, and even if you save her, she still hates you, you are overwhelmed by the joy in front of you." Do you think that by helping her, you can prove that you in the past are also right, so you won’t be annoying? Is it not good to completely abandon the past and only look at the present? "

"Are you kidding? Abandon the past completely? People can never abandon their past!" The angel villain screamed: "Especially you! You are a mistake from head to toe, you must always atone, always! Otherwise You will find that it will be the same again! It is no use deceiving yourself and others, you must redeem your sins every moment!"

I couldn't help shivering, the villain in my mind suddenly merged into one, that blurred face turned into Nakamura Shizumi's soft and beautiful face, and it looked like my mother's pale and glamorous face again. , my sister's sharp eyebrows appeared instead...

"My lord?" I woke up from the fantasy, and looked up to see San Riyue's face.

"Sanriyue, yes, will you remember the past?" I reached out my hand to catch the seawater that slipped down from his chin in confusion, and asked abruptly.

He was taken aback, then sat next to me, and answered my question in a calm tone: "It depends on how long ago, after all, he is already a grandfather."

The drop of seawater that I licked off my palm was as bitter and astringent as the ones I accidentally drank before, and it was harder to swallow than tears: "I... saw someone from before, someone who was once a friend."

"She is very gentle and good-looking, has good grades, and can play the piano." I thought I had almost forgotten everything about that time, but in retrospect, it is still very clear: "Like, Your Royal Highness, no People don't like her, everybody wants to be friends with her."

"But she became friends with me. At that time, I, well, although I am now, I couldn't speak, my grades were not good, I would mess up everything, and I didn't look good, so everyone was surprised, and I also felt that Everything is too good to be true."

"But in fact, the reality is not like that." My hands and feet were terribly cold, and my heart was half happy and half painful, as if it was going to be broken: "In the final analysis, it was I who broke the mistake of the illusion."

I tried my best to maintain a steady tone: "Mistakes should be repaid, no matter how long it has been, right?"

"But, is it really the Lord's fault?" He said suddenly, with an emotion in his eyes that I couldn't understand: "I have always attributed all the mistakes to myself, what are you afraid of?"

What am I afraid of?I'm afraid of the crowd, afraid of being hated, afraid of many, many things in this world, but all I can feel are tears running down my cheeks and crying from my throat.

No one ever asked me what I was afraid of.

The author has something to say:

I am back after changing the outline!This chapter may be a bit strange, but how should I put it... I personally tend to think that the shadow left by childhood will have an undetectable impact on the future, just like the outside of the wound is healed, but the inside may still be inflamed, so we must dig Open the skin and flesh to clean the inside, and now it is to dig out the infected flesh first, and then clean the wound inside.

To be honest, I used to think that many people exaggerated childhood shadows, until I saw a psychological counselor a few years ago, and was hypnotized by the teacher. I recalled the memory of being scolded by my mother when I was a child, and then she said she didn’t want me anymore. I cried for half an hour...and then Reasonably explained why my family is happy, but my parents love me but I always behave very insecure and suspicious of intimacy.Many things I experienced when I was a child really determine my future personality. One of the reasons why I am determined not to have children in the future is that I will say hurtful things like my mother when I get angry. I can’t guarantee that I will be tossed by children Annoyed, will I be like her, and then cause my child to be like me, that would be too sad.