[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

The belated self-introduction made the name column that was empty for a long time have more names that should be there.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stepped out of the stove with a smile on his face, and put the iron pot on his head aside: "It's all because Mi-chan is so rough, my clothes are all stained."

"Speaking of which, Zhen-chan and I learned the term Mi-chan. If you like it, you might as well use this to call Mi-chan. This is a wonderful magic that will bring you closer."

The white-haired Taidao waved his index finger, and his smiling face made people feel close: "As for me, the God Judge can just call me Tsurumaru, Crane—Maru—"

He paused, as if hoping that Komaeda would follow his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart, and even wanted to push the troublesome Tsurumaru back, put charcoal on the fire, and start the furnace to rebuild.

Yayoi Komaeda rejected him, took a step back and looked at Candlestick Kiri: "It's time for dinner, if you haven't prepared, I still have compressed biscuits here."

He is also testing these NPCs, but he doesn't know if this temptation can be perceived.

--dinner.

Or to be more precise, as long as there are related sentences of the word "rice", it will trigger Fu Sangshen's fixed reaction.

"Is it time to eat? You are really hungry when you say that."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga rubbed his stomach with a clearly confused expression on his face.

And Candlestick Cut Guangzhong immediately took off the apron hanging on the wall, put it on in a handsome figure that could be shot into a small video and posted on social networking sites, and a kitchen knife appeared in his hand miraculously.

"……come on."

Even Komaeda himself didn't expect that his casual daily conversation with "rice" would trigger what was described as a dreamlike scene in the forum.

You must know that under normal circumstances, 99.9% of people will only see the scene where Candlestick Che smiles and says that he will serve delicious meals to the God Judge. Only the unparalleled European Emperor will see such a rare scene.

It's just that for the parties on both sides, this luck turned out to be misfortune.

"Mi Jiang, the God Judge has already left."

After Tsurumaru finished speaking, Candlestick Kiri woke up from the frozen frame, he inserted the knife in the center of the chopping board bitterly, there was an obscure emotion rolling in the depths of his pupils, and faint fluctuations even appeared around him.

When Candlestick Kiri calmed down completely, Tsurumaru patted the other party's shoulder pretending to be normal: "Well, there's nothing you can do about it, you can only get used to it."

Even if they have their own consciousness, they are still imprisoned in this body, and naturally they have to be bound by the rules of the game. This kind of reckless action is one of them, because too many people think that Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada is like this People, so the planners are happy to add some extra settings to popular characters.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong looked at the void and smiled: "It's just that our god judge is indeed a unparalleled European Emperor. Not only can he pick up rare swords from a picture, but he can even touch things that have a lower drop rate than you." superior."

Tsurumaru took two steps back, leaving the kitchen for the candlestick to cut one.

After he left, Candlestick Cut let out a long sigh of relief, and held the knife again.

The smooth surface of the knife clearly reflected his expression, which was gloomy and covered with thunderclouds, and the hatred in his heart was clearly revealed, but he didn't know where it was conveyed.

Hypocritical and disgusting.

The sharp white bones were hidden under the clothes, and that cold and pale appearance was the self they had since birth, and the current appearance was just a joke at best.

Yayoi Komaeda took out a small book in the room, and added and subtracted the huge numbers on it.

After leaving the Hero Firm controlled by the government three years ago, his income model has finally changed from receiving a fixed salary every month to one where the entrustment money is fully owned by him after deducting taxes.

This decision was made out of his personal choice, but it also angered the high-level government. Even though he was already No.2 hero at that time, he was still ordered to be completely banned. Grid, most people have forgotten his existence.

But none of this has anything to do with Yayoi Komaeda. He quite enjoys this way of earning money once and for a year. There is no publicity on the surface, and he can connect with hidden lines. The risk of specifically finding his commission is higher, and the accompanying The income to come is even more considerable.

And the SAO incident is just the tip of the iceberg that surfaced after three years of silence.

"Is it Komaeda-sama or Yayoi-sama." Tsurumaru Kuninaga supported the door frame, and the ambiguous atmosphere brought by his deep voice spread, "Or, should I just call you by your name?"

"God judge."

Yayoi Komaeda had a cold expression. After confirming that the final number was correct, he stuffed the notebook into the canvas bag beside him: "Is it time for daily classes?"

Tsurumaru narrowed his eyes and smiled, and his tone became more respectful: "Yes, today's daily class has only completed one item of battle, please follow me to the forging room to complete the tasks of forging knives and making knives."

Putting the canvas bag back in the corner, Komaeda stood up and took two or three steps to the corridor.

White-haired Taidao only realized at this time that this thin-looking god judge was half his head taller than him. In this country, it is rare to see a person of such outstanding height.

"1.9 meters five."

Komaeda reported the exact number: "Are you still leaving?"

"Didn't the forum say that Fu Sangshen had to do the placement of the materials by himself? I thought that was the reason you came here."

"Yes, yes."

Tsurumaru's mood was a little upbeat, and his footsteps were a little brisk. He speeded up and walked around in front of Yayoi, walking backwards: "God judge, do you have a favorite sword?"

"The short sword Taigu Zhong Zhenzong, who is familiar with me and Mi Jiang, can only be dropped in high-difficulty maps now, while other common short swords can be picked up as long as they are out of battle, and there is no need for forging."

He carefully counted the advantages and disadvantages of various knives, and came to the conclusion that as long as he and the candlestick were there, no other knives were needed.

"what do you think?"

he asked with a smile.

The small knifesmith nodded his head a little bit, and there were no changes in the presence of two more people in the room: "Please place the forging materials."

He would just repeat the sentence.

"All fifty."

Yayoi Komaeda raised her chin toward the material storage area: "You can start working."

A small amount of charcoal was thrown into the stove, and an ordinary flame was ignited. Tsurumaru threw other things into it one by one, and seemed to be looking forward to it.

"I don't know who will come out."

——Look who is as "naughty" as him.