After I became a divine judge [Comprehensive]

Every Touken Fusangshen will change into a costume called "battle uniform" when they go out to battle. Although everyone's style is different, it will never change. Even if you like to buy and wear new skirts on weekdays, When I go out, I always wear the skirt I saw first.

Wearing a fixed team uniform seems to be an unwritten rule.I thought so before, but when I came to my sister Honmaru, I found out that the uniforms worn by my sister Honmaru and my Honmaru are different. The style is more gorgeous, and even the hairstyle has changed. It's like the career evolution of characters in online games.

If it is messy, I would like more gorgeous and cute clothes like this.As I thought about it, I couldn't help but take a few more glances at the finished product, and sat by the side waiting for the medicine to be researched.

There are a lot of pink ribbons, all pink armors, and bows... I think it will be happier to wear clothes of your favorite style during the battle.

In this way, the battle clothes of Yaoken here are also different from the ones of my own pills. The longer armor is decorated with red strings and reinforced, which is safer no matter how you look at it.

Do I have to go to a special place to buy such different uniforms?I have the impression that although Wanwu has a lot of things and there are many clothing stores nearby, I haven't seen such uniforms.

Is it a custom model?If it is a customized model, it seems to make sense. It is indeed something that my sister would do, but the first phase of Yizhen here is no different from the uniforms of other Fusangshen whose swords are Taidao...

I hesitated for a long time, thinking that I would be able to go home tomorrow, so I had no chance to ask these questions, and finally got up the courage to talk to the random guy on the side: "Hi, hello, random, can I ask you something? ?”

"You don't need to use honorifics to me~ You can ask me anything you want, Mrs. Yuka." He answered me with a smile, with a friendly and easy-going attitude, and his face was exactly the same as the one I knew. There was a familiar yet unfamiliar cute smiling face.

The face is the same, the personality is also very similar, but it really feels like two people.I was still nervous and cramped, and I couldn’t talk to him without honorifics, so I could only avoid his gaze, looked down at the floor and asked a question in a soft voice: “I would like to ask you a question, messing with your uniforms, Why is it different from my Honmaru everyone's team uniform? Do you need to go to a specific place to customize it?"

"Eh? Pfft, no~ It's because Yaoken and I have practiced before, but Yuka-sama and you in Honmaru have not practiced, so the battle clothes are different."

Practice?I know this word, but it is very unfamiliar to me here, I tilted my head and repeated this word in a daze: "Practice?"

"Yeah, for practice, we need practice props, practice paper and pens, and practice clothes. As long as we have these three things, we can travel to the era where our master used to be through the time-space converter, and face our past. Practice has grown into a more powerful blade, and you can do more things for the lord."

I looked up and saw him nodding his head solemnly, with an obvious little pride in the smile on his face, which reminded me of Luan Jiang who also had a little proud smile after combing my hair.This knowledge made me relax a lot and I became more courageous, so I continued to ask him: "Then, are there any other restrictions on the practice? I see that they are not practicing in the first episode here. "

"Yes~ My lord said that due to technical limitations, only short swords and wakizashi can participate in the practice now."

"In this way... um, practice, will it be dangerous? Will it take a long time?"

"It's not dangerous~ Usually you can come back in three days. During the training period, we will write letters to the lord every day."

"Understood, thank you." "Where is it~ I am very happy to answer Yuka-sama's question."

Although it sounds like it's just a school trip, like an exchange student, but it takes three days to go out so far, and it may take many days. The only way to contact me is by letter or something... I can't rest assured about the practice. , or leave it to everyone to propose and decide for themselves.

If it were me before, I would probably pretend not to know about cultivation, and avoid obtaining the props for cultivation.But these days I realize that many times what I think is good to everyone is actually the same kind of 'self-righteous' good as my sister's behavior towards me.I think the battlefield is very dangerous. If you can, don’t go to the battlefield, don’t go out, just stay in Honmaru safely and happily, but in fact, they don’t reject the battlefield like me, or say, they love it. The feeling of fighting on the battlefield, if they are not allowed to go out, it will be torture for them.What Qing Guang once said to me, I hope you will love him a lot and use his "use" is to let him go to the battlefield to swing a knife and use him to fight. Unfortunately, the only thing I can do is the former. My body and martial skills are not enough to let him go. I take them and wield them as swords as their former masters.

I was entrusted with the job of a god judge, and I was given trust and tenderness by everyone. The only thing I can do and what I should do in return is to make everyone feel fulfilled and happy, rather than wishful thinking to do things that make me feel satisfied.

It doesn't matter whether you like peace or war; you like a peaceful life, or you like being used many times;Every heart and every heart is different, and the things they like are also different, but no matter how different they are, there is no distinction between good and bad.

What I hope I can do is to be able to tolerate me like I don’t like going out and I’m not good at communicating, so that everyone can live according to their own wishes, earn a lot of small judgments by myself, and let those who like cute skirts can wear skirts as much as they want.Make a good knife outfit and get ready to enter the room, so that the An Ding Lion King who likes the atmosphere of the battlefield can go out with confidence.Let Jiang Xue, who doesn't like war, be able to refrain from going to the battlefield, chant Buddhism and copy scriptures, and farm the fields with Xiao Ye Zongsan and the others.Mikayue, who likes tea and snacks, can drink tea and eat snacks while looking at the scenery every day.

And I can get the same happiness as long as I sit beside him.

Living like an idealist's imagination, it must be difficult to achieve such a life, and there may be various problems and difficulties, big and small, but ah... just imagine that future, I suddenly Have a big big can face the present

real courage.

Or rather, hope.

……

While we were preparing dinner, Kiyomitsu from this Honmaru happily ran to the kitchen to inform our sister of her return.So in the next second, Candlestick cut directly changed the recipe with a wave of his hand, changing the clear porridge into lobster and scallop porridge. The saury already on the chopping board was also put back into the refrigerator and replaced with large pieces of bluefin tuna. Even the kitchen knife was replaced Put it away, hold the gleaming body sword in your hand, turn your wrist a few times, and half of the fish meat becomes a thin sashimi, revealing an attractive color under the light.

Half of the fish is used as sashimi and placed in a fan shape on a porcelain plate.The other half was cut into slightly thicker slices and placed on top of sushi rice pinched to the same size.Next to the stove, Mr. Gexian turned the iron pot, and the egg liquid mixed with milk, carrots and corn kernels quickly solidified and rolled into long strips of jade. Watered broccoli and halved tomatoes.After finishing these, the previously hot oil reached the temperature, and the prawns wrapped in thick breadcrumbs were fried twice in a second in the hot oil pan, and then they were caught on the wire mesh.

Fresh turnips, fresh leg of lamb, potatoes just dug out from the field...All kinds of ingredients are carefully cleaned and peeled, cut into cubes of equal size and put into a porcelain pot of boiling water. Tumbling, even the seasoning, sugar and salt leaked from the fingers and blended into the soup.

I planned to help out in the kitchen tonight, but after seeing the kitchen fighting with the gods, I retreated with self-knowledge, and sat obediently in the corridor waiting for my sister to arrive.

My sister's valet, Hasebe, came a step ahead of her, with a briefcase and pen in his hand, passed by me and nodded as a greeting, then sat down at a seat in the restaurant, took out a document and wrote it down. looked up.

Really, really serious, if you switch Hasebe to the present world, you will probably be that kind of workaholic type.I was so secretly emotional, thinking that Hasebe is here, and my sister should be here soon, so I hurriedly looked away and turned my eyes to the corridor where he came.

After waiting for about ten minutes, my sister in a bathrobe appeared at the corner of the corridor.Probably because the corridor was made of wood and it was always clean, she just walked over like this. Her bare feet were as white and slender as her calves and full of strength.

"Have a good time." She came to me, pushed me back to the ground when I was about to stand up, and sat down beside me.

"Ah, um, yes, everyone takes good care of me, sister..." I lowered my head for a moment and answered her question, but for a moment I forgot what I wanted to ask her, and I didn't panic for a few seconds. Continuing with the incoherent words: "Is sister hungry?"

"...I'm pretty hungry, are you hungry too? It's probably a while before dinner." She held my head and rubbed it: "Hasebe, cut half a watermelon here."

"Yes, my lord!" Hasebe moved quickly, and after a while, he ran over with half a watermelon with two spoons inserted in it, and then put down the watermelon and went back to the restaurant with his sister waved in disgust.

I watched her dig out a large spoonful of watermelon and put it in her mouth to chew, and suddenly remembered the banquet prepared in the kitchen: "If you eat too much watermelon, you will have dinner later, what will you do with dinner?"

"Anyway, I can eat it." She swallowed the watermelon and replied casually, her chin was pointed and thin, because she had just taken a shower without makeup, I sat next to her and raised my head slightly, and I saw her clearly The faint indigo at the moment.

She's really busy recently... It must be very serious to keep my sister so busy.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to eat dinner, so I will eat a few more mouthfuls of watermelon." "Okay, okay, yes." She turned her head to look at me, I hurriedly looked away and nodded in response, picked up another spoon to dig The next piece of pulp was stuffed into his mouth.

The weather in the evening is not very hot, even if there is no evening breeze, it feels cool. The temperature of the watermelon washed in cold water is just right, the taste is crunchy, and the taste is sweet. When the unique sweetness spreads in the mouth, it produces the feeling of being in summer illusion.

The memory of sitting together in the corridor digging watermelons like this happened twice when I was a child, both in summer, when my sister and I were wearing suspenders and skirt pants, and there was no one else in the house, we just played the TV like this A fan digs a watermelon chilled in ice water

I ate bite by bite, basically didn't talk much, but was very at ease and happy.

At that time, it was just the two of us.

"I'll take you back tomorrow afternoon." After eating the last bite of watermelon, my sister put the spoon into the hollowed out watermelon, and suddenly said this.

"Eh, um, good." I put the spoon in, looked at the two overlapped spoons for a while, and then raised my head hesitantly, but only saw her face looking into the distance without showing any emotion or anger. Face.

"Thank you, sister."

"what."

"I……"

"It's time to eat." She stood up, held my hand, and pulled me up from the ground calmly.

I was dragged into the restaurant by her, looked at her back, and nodded slowly.

The author has something to say:

Sister: You stand here and don't move. I'll ask Hasebe to cut half a watermelon, and I'll be here soon.