Inquisitors are not doing their jobs all day

Since most of the swords were out of battle, Yuanguang Orange cooks by himself. The moment he became proficient in cooking, Yuanguang Orange felt that he needed a chef and a housekeeper.

Press cut Hasebe and candlestick cut Mitsutada?

Yuan Guangcheng felt that her little social phobia was actually nothing, it was almost taken care of by Yingwan, it was a trivial matter.When I came back just now, Yingwan also joked that next time I meet that little girl, I can try to make friends. Yuan Guangcheng thinks it’s okay. interested.

However, Yuanguang Orange has more important things to do than making friends. He will return to the real world to attend classes in two days. The one month here has been adjusted to two days in the real world, but the classes still have to be held. It is one of the terms of the contract between all the student god-inquisitors and the government of time.Yuan Guangcheng felt that he would be fine even if he skipped classes for a semester. He lived on campus, and the doctor’s father was the busiest time on weekends.

Yuanguang Orange has no dissatisfaction. During the long wait alone, he has learned to kill his loneliness and enjoy himself.The most important thing is that Mom and Dad actually care about him very much, and will give him full help and support when he needs guidance in life.

Therefore, he is not short of love, he is just often alone.

He was used to being alone, and gradually began to reject too many people around him, and he felt uncomfortable when there were too many people.When he realized this, Yuanguang Orange forced himself to socialize, so he met some people outside the school, but they were all scattered and would not give him psychological pressure.

But Yuan Guangcheng still felt that it was not enough, he was worried that he would become a loner and weird person, although in fact he was indeed a loner, but Yuan Guangcheng knew that he was not a person who likes to be alone, it was the reality that made him He is always alone.Just because he rejects crowded environments doesn't mean he doesn't like excitement.

It is habit, not nature.

It was only when he met Qing Guang that he discovered that he was quite rowdy and had many minor problems that Qing Guang rated as "bad".

When people from the government at that time found him and explained to him a story about god judges, time-traveling troops, and maintaining history, Yuanguang Orange felt that he had encountered a magic stick, but when the other party brought him to the government of time, he I understand, so there really is such a strange organization in this world.This so-called god judge is a profession that can make money, and you can also encounter natural and pollution-free swords, which fits the social problems that his body evades and his heart desires, so he agreed.

Fortunately, he agreed.

Now that he feels that his condition has been relieved, he can start forging the knife.

It was a calm day, but the first team that returned in the evening was a little unhappy, mainly because of the captain Qing Guang.

"Are you hurt?"

Yao Yan shook his head, "No, Cheng Cheng, just clear him..."

Before Yuanguang Orange could ask, Qing Guang raised his hand to Yuanguang Orange aggrievedly, "The nail is broken."

Yuanguang Orange was taken aback, he subconsciously thought his finger was broken, after all he had just returned from the battlefield.It was only after he took a closer look that he realized that it was really just a small piece of broken nail, and the beautiful pattern was fragmented.

Yuan Guangcheng, who had a false alarm, put down his hand angrily, "You should be glad that your fingers are fine." It's dangerous to say, almost cut off the fingertips, does this idiot care about the wrong point, what's wrong with the nails? So sad, that expression made him think his finger was gone!

Qing Guang was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt a little sour in his heart, "But it was drawn by Cheng Cheng!"

"Oh yes, I bought you the latest nail polish and put it in your room." He didn't want to paint such complicated patterns anymore, his eyes were so uncomfortable, and he still hasn't recovered.

Qingguang felt even more aggrieved. He felt that Yuanguang Orange had missed the point. What he wanted to express was that he was very distressed when his nail was broken, because Cheng Cheng painted it for him, and his unique gift was destroyed, so he didn’t want a new one. nail polish!

Yuanguang Orange didn't receive the meandering signal at all, and greeted the swordsmen to eat. No matter how wronged Qingguang was, he could only follow him, stroking his broken nails from time to time.

Song Xian comforted him, "Nails will grow back. Didn't Cheng Cheng say to buy you new nail polish?"

"You do not understand."

Qing Jiang smiled, "If you don't tell, no one will understand."

But it's a bit hypocritical to say it.Qingguang was very distressed, why didn't Chengcheng understand?

Yingwan and Wuhutui had already set the tableware. After the meal, Yuanguangcheng told them that he was going to forge a new knife.

Qingguang was a little stunned, Yuan Guangcheng was so resistant to forging knives, even Foxosuke almost gave up on him, and actually offered to forge knives?

"I'll go to the forging room by myself, just wait for me."

Qing Guang, the number one servant of the forging knife, suddenly felt a sense of crisis. He quickly raised his hand to speak, "Are you okay, Cheng Cheng? Do you really need me to accompany you?"

"Need not!"

Yingwan poured tea for Yuanguang Cheng and praised him for his bravery. No matter how precocious Yuanguang Cheng was, he was only a 15-year-old boy. Yingwan's affirmation was very helpful, and he immediately said that he would forge the knife tomorrow morning.

The other swords are very happy to see Yuanguang Orange's changes. They know that Yuanguang Orange is not used to getting along with strangers, and now they take the initiative to forge knives. They all have the feeling that their children have grown up and become sensible.

"Don't worry, Chengcheng, we'll tidy up the room later and let the new sword live. How many new swords do you want to forge?"

Yuan Guangcheng thought for a while, and said a little embarrassedly, "How about two strikes?"

"sure."

"That's two strikes. You're tired today, so don't clean it up. I'll clean it up tomorrow morning. I'll forge the knife this afternoon."

"no problem."

The swordsmen were all discussing which two little friends would be coming tomorrow. Yaoken, who was sitting opposite Qingguang, adjusted his glasses, feeling that Qingguang was still depressed.Waiting for everyone to rest and do housework, Yaoyan took Qingguang to the small pavilion in the backyard.

"If you can, you can talk to me, Chengcheng is stupid."

Qingguang was very unhappy from the moment his nails were broken. After returning, Yuanguang Orange obviously didn’t comfort him enough. In fact, Yaken himself didn’t understand Qingguang’s thoughts very well. He just felt that the crux of his unhappiness was probably Yuanguang Orange. body.

Qingguang began to touch his broken nail again, it was the little finger of his left hand, the beginning of the gradual change, the pattern fell off due to the sudden break of the nail.

"Chengcheng...he doesn't seem to care much about my nails."

"Didn't he say that his fingers are fine?"

"It's not fingers, it's nails." Qing Guang raised his left hand depressedly, "The nails are broken."

Yaoyan doesn't understand at all, fingers are much more important than nails.

"This is drawn by Chengcheng, it's a gift from Chengcheng."

Yao Yan looked at Qingguang's loving eyes and the movement of stroking his little finger, and suddenly understood what Qingguang meant.

California Qingguang is a sword that lacks love very much. He desires the general's attention and love more than other swords.If it was Yaoken himself, he would be very happy to hear that Yuan Guangcheng was concerned that his fingers were fine.But California Qingguang didn't understand it that way. What he cared about was that the gift from the general was destroyed, but the general didn't care at all!

Yao Yan lamented that he could understand such a complicated deep meaning, and was very tired.

"Qingguang, Chengcheng cares about you very much. The first thing he said when he saw us was to ask if we were hurt."

Qing Guang sighed for a long time, "I know, but why doesn't he understand what I mean?"

That's how normal people react!Yaoyan refrained from complaining, the little friend was really sad.

"And he has to forge a new knife."

This is also the normal job of a god judge, okay?Yaoyan really wanted to support his forehead, and his little partner seemed to be more difficult to accept changes than Yuanguang Orange himself.

"Qingguang, Chengcheng won't be afraid of facing new knives all the time, neither can he."

"I know." He just hoped to protect his master more and love him more.

"Qing Guang, Cheng Cheng is not a very careful boy, rather than you being sad here, you should tell him directly."

"But it feels a little hypocritical."

Yao Yan couldn't help laughing, so you know it too.

"Let's go, go and tell him, it's better to tell him honestly now than you pissed him off in the end." With Qing Guang's expression of "I'm very sad", Yuan Guang Orange will definitely feel baffled, and there will be a fuss in the end .

Qingguang struggled for a long time, and finally listened to Yaoken's words, and went to Yuanguang Orange's room, where Yuanguang Orange was reading a book.

"Is something wrong?"

"Orange, my hand hurts."

Yuan Guangcheng gently held his hand, looked carefully at his little finger, the cut was almost to the flesh, "Is it too dangerous to cut, it hurts?"

"Hmm." Heartache.

Yuanguang Orange can't help it, there is no wound, but he still knows the pain of overcutting the nails, and it is really worrying.

"Then I'll blow it to you."

The cool wind blew on the little finger, and Qingguang immediately blushed.His master puffed his cheeks and blows his fingers, a bit clumsy, with varying strength, obviously not doing this kind of thing often, but he was very careful, lest he hurt himself.

"Are you more comfortable?"

"It still hurts, but it's very comfortable to blow on."

"Then I'll blow it up."

Qing Guang's heart was so soft that he was in a mess, tears were shining, Yuan Guang Cheng thought that he had hurt him, and was a little at a loss.

"It still hurts? Let's go to Yaoyan."

Qingguang immediately stopped Yuanguang Cheng from standing up, and ran out with his fingers in his arms, shouting loudly, "I'm fine, I'm fine, no more pain, good night Cheng Cheng!"

Yuan Guangcheng didn't know why, so he didn't think what nerves were going on with his initial knife, and then put the book he was reading on the table into his schoolbag.

"I still want to tell him about going back, it's weird."

Yaoyan found out the next day that Qingguang's whole body was floating, as if walking on clouds.

The author has something to say:

To be honest, ladies are really difficult to serve~ The Okita group is like this~ I'm waiting for stability~

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