[Comprehensive] gift to you

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"The expedition team is back!"

Today's valet is Ranto Shiro, he ran in the corridor, hurriedly threw himself into the arms of the judge, and coquettishly put his arms around the neck of the judge: "Let's go to meet him!"

Although he was a man, but he was wearing a cute little skirt and had long hair, so he didn't feel like he was taking advantage of being close to a female spiritual examiner.

Hearing the words, the god judge nodded to the black-haired boy beside him, and was taken away by Ranto Shiro.

The black-haired boy sat on the spot and thought for a while, then stood up and walked towards the back hill.

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"Welcome back, thank you for your hard work." The god judge expressed his condolences in a business-like manner, and sent out a bunch of Wanwu's new product meatballs in his hand.

When handing the last bunch of meatballs to the captain Tsurumaru, she said softly: "You can go to the back mountain later."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga blinked his golden eyes in doubt, but nodded casually as if he was tired of thinking about the intention of the god judge, took a few mouthfuls of the meatball, then stuffed the stick to his teammates, and went to forge the knife first room.

The judge was a little speechless, she shook her head and sighed, she didn't blame Tsurumaru for wasting her resources - anyway, forging knives is a daily lesson every day, and she was happy that Fu Sangshen took the initiative to move resources.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was at a loss for a while listening to the swordsmith's report on the time needed, and then remembered the confession of the god judge.

Go to the back mountain...

He sighed a little tiredly, suppressed his violent anger, and walked slowly towards the back mountain.

The back mountain is so wide, and I don't know where the god judge wants him to stand on the back mountain.

"You came."

Tsurumaru was startled, and when he looked up, he saw only the red military uniform—and the face of Kuyuki Samonji that he had never forgotten.

Whether it was the aura or the killing intent, it was not comparable to the little Hongxue Zuowen he had seen before.

Tsurumaru's eyes turned red, his white clothes were also stained black, and the bone spurs protruded from the killing intent.

"Hongxue——!!!"

Obviously it was the sword that he had been looking for for a long time, but when Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who suddenly burst into a dark breath, shouted, it seemed that he was at odds with the black-haired boy.

However, he was desperately suppressing something, and after yelling, he didn't move, and even knelt down on one knee trembling.

"It's really embarrassing." The black-haired boy jumped down from the tree and approached Tsurumaru, his black eyes were so calm that they were even indifferent.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his head and smiled reluctantly, the redness in his eyes gradually faded: "The sword... the original soul?"

The dark aura on his body was actually suppressed to the lowest point by the young man—suppressed by the aura of the gods.

Although the divinity is not strong, it can already be regarded as a pseudo-god level-you know, although Fu Sangshen has the word "God", he is still a monster in essence.

The original spirit still has the possibility of becoming a god, and the split spirit is a complete monster. After all, the god judges are a group of people who have spiritual power and can restrain monsters—if they really go to "judge the gods" as the name suggests, even It will touch the wrath of God.

So - it looks so similar to the previous "Hongxue Zuowen", and it still has the spirit of the gods... only the original spirit of "Hongxue Zuowen".

"It's really a big deal..." Tsurumaru smiled wryly, his red eyes stared blankly at the black eyes, and after a while he let out a foul breath.

The little short knife from before...was really shattered.

That red snow should be a test product, but I didn't expect it to break into the dark falling pill as soon as it was released. It is estimated that it was broken and returned to the soul with memory and black energy. This sword soul will probably be angry when it receives the memory. It exploded.

Tsurumaru, who had been kneeling on the ground under the pressure of spiritual power, thought bitterly.

"sorry."

Tsurumaru was held by the boy, and the boy pulled him to stand up.

He blinked in surprise.

"I understand you," said the boy, "but I cannot forgive you."

The swords had no choice but to be in Honmaru's situation at that time, but he was indeed tortured by these swords to the point where he almost lost his life, and most of his memory was wiped out.

It's hard to tell who is right and who is wrong, it can only be said that it is evil fate.

"Yeah," Tsurumaru agreed a few times heartlessly, and handed over his own body knife, "Please."

"Little Hongxue."

His gaze was terribly gentle and relieved. At this moment, the crane seemed as if it had never been infected by the dark fall. It was white and beautiful, and there was an extremely bright and childlike smile on its face: "I finally found you!" gone."

For a while, Otoyu couldn't tell why Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt guilty, or how much he was affected by the dark fall.

The spiritual power crushed the sword.

The red ribbon that was about to break was gone.

"...Let's go back." Otoha put his arms around Fu Sangshen who had lost his anger, and sighed unconsciously, his hands were very steady, not letting Tsurumaru shake a bit.

The black Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who let him go at the beginning, rested his head on the shoulder of the black-haired boy, and his body composed of spiritual power gradually disappeared, and finally disappeared in the boy's arms.

The god judge who watched everything in the water mirror from Tongtian Pavilion knocked on his fan and raised the corner of his mouth: "I admit you—no matter what your real name is, regardless of whether you are a demon or a god, I will regard you as a friend. Here Announcement, my real name is Minato Shiina."

"The conditions have been met."

She looked at the person who disappeared in the mirror, sighed "fate", then turned down a bitter face, and connected to the mirror of her colleague: "Bai Bai, do you know which senior retired recently and handed over the sword? ... Me, I want Tsurumaru Kuninaga... I know I will be the first one to snatch it up, so why don't I just ask and try my luck..."

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came back.

Otoyu breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and purified the black air wrapped around him with spiritual power.

There are still two months to go before the exam, just do your best to review in these two months.

"Brother Yiyu still doesn't plan to go to Xiongying?" Lugu lowered his head a little bit disappointed.

"Well, but I guess I will go to Xiongying more." Otoha rubbed the little green hair.

He didn't explain much.

"By the way," he suddenly turned his head to look at Baohao, "be careful recently."

"what?"

The black-haired boy blinked and smiled: "My intuition is very accurate."

Minato Shiina's gift - "Vision".

The young man squinted his eyes as he looked at the firmly fixed fate line on his familiar friend.

It's a bit strange.

After the holidays, it is school.

He successfully entered Xijing, and after solving the difficulties of teachers in various subjects, he finally got the privilege of "can ask for leave at will and will not be deducted credits".

Then he was kicked out by the teachers in Xijing, and was given a day off for no reason.

The boy who was thinking about going to class on the first day stood at the door and looked at the doorman for a few seconds, then lifted his foot to leave, and clicked on the terminal's navigation to go to Xiongying.

With Nezu's consent, the black-haired boy entered Xiongying's door.

Now everyone is in class, and there are not many people on the avenue. Otoha asked the principal Xiongying, who seemed to be at a leisurely pace, about the location of Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo, and walked towards the playground under the guide map at the door.

"Die!!!"

Otoha: ...Okay, there is no need to judge the direction.

A group of people in class A are sprinting - after all, this involves personal life and death, and everyone is trying to show their strength.

The black-haired boy stood on the periphery, and smiled at Aizawa Yuta who was looking over.

We all know each other, and there is no need to be questioned...Although we may be reprimanded for not going to class or something...

Soon it was the shot put throwing project that was demonstrated at the beginning, and Otoha looked at Green Valley with a little worry.

Although his physical fitness is stronger than others, Lugu has always been suppressing what he is suppressing. He looks like he wants to make a big move but can't do it, which affects his performance instead.

The green-haired boy took a deep breath, slowly accumulating strength - red lines appeared on his arm - but disappeared immediately, throwing a miserable result of 46 meters.

Green Valley (completely dumbfounded): ...Huh?

The black-haired boy turned his eyes away from Lu Gu, and looked at Yagi Toshinori, who was peeping at Class A in the Orumat state: "...Didn't you say that you can use this state less?"

Yagi Jundian was shocked, and returned to his skinny appearance, scratching his head with a dry smile: "When you get nervous..."

Otoha shook his head, and turned his gaze back to Green Valley.

This kid... When did he have a personality?

He blinked, staring at the extra thick fetters on Lu Gu's body, and silently looked at Yagi Toshinori beside him.

"..." The expression of the black-haired boy was numb from being used to it, "You, can you stop being so messy, the transfer of personality won't have any effect on your body, right?"

Toshinori Yagi:? ! ! ! !

Before Otoyu could ask a few more questions, he noticed that Bakugo's violent temper started to explode again, so he could only sigh first, and quickly ran behind Bakugo and grabbed him.

"Don't pull me!!—Why the hell are you here?!" Bakugo just wanted to blow his face, but his hands stopped abruptly before touching the black-haired boy's body.

"I'm on vacation today." Otoha pulled Bakugo back, and pressed the shoulder of the "evil dragon" whose teeth were creaking, which seemed to push him down.

Lvgu, who was just startled by Bakugo, almost burst into tears when he saw the black-haired boy: "Yi, Brother Yiyu?!"

"Really..." Aizawa Shouta, who was about to mobilize his personality to teach the students a lesson, blinked his dry eyes, "Why didn't I know that some schools would have a holiday on the first day of school?"

"Well, I was thrown out by the teachers." The black-haired boy said solemnly, without the slightest feeling that saying this was like a bad student representative.

"Okay, okay, don't waste time, next one." Aizawa closed his eyes and waved his hand, "Stand quietly by the side, I'll call your homeroom teacher later."

Otoha who was considered skipping class: ...

He dragged the reluctant Bakugo back to the student queue, and smiled at Lu Gu who was cautiously and tentatively approaching.

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If Otoha revealed his divinity ahead of time, the reaction he would get would probably be:

Swordsmen: ...Toyotomi Hideyoshi actually spoils you like this! ! !

Ah, yes, they would think that Toyotomi Hideyoshi doted on Hongxue and even set up a shrine for regular offerings (.

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Most of the heroes and Otoyu are considered to be acquainted, because Otoyu lives directly in the office, and it is not unusual to see a few heroes at ordinary times, and the disaster relief work on the 13th requires everyone to move quickly, and the intersection with the hero is much wider (because Otoyu will occasionally be pulled to help, after all he is quite good at appeasing other people's x

Otoha: ...I don't know how many jobs this is my first job

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Otoyu can now switch gifts naturally, and the personality of the God-inspector has a bit of a law, and Otoyu has also discovered the clues of Class A.

Otoha: ...What's the matter with the fate line of this group of people, it's too stable...It's almost converged into a line

(Looks silently at himself)

(Messy, randomly scattered, numerous intersections)

Otoha: ...

For a while, I don't know whether to be lucky (the number of intersections means that even if the fate line goes to a dead end, there is a chance to reverse it) or sad (the absence of a fixed fate line means that the world consciousness will not protect his fate from being destroyed. Once he violates the rules, he will be punished. punishment is much more severe)

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I won’t do it in the comment area, I still want to write the next chapter with more than 10 words and 30+ comments