[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

This day is the Qixi Festival among traditional festivals.

As far as the origin of the Qixi Festival is concerned, it is a festival custom that came from the Tang Dynasty next door in the Nara period.The beautiful legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl is one of the most moving fairy tales even in Japan.

Completely different from the rules of the place where this festival originated, Japan/Japan has a special activity on the day of Tanabata.They will write their wishes on a paper stick with a thread, and then tie the written paper stick to a bamboo branch, so that their wishes will come true.

"So my lord! Don't you have the heart not to grant such a small wish of mine?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga knelt down in front of the god judge with a serious face, and the golden eyes that were usually quite unscrupulous at this time were full of enthusiasm. full of earnestness.

The blond interrogator was leaning on the couch, lazily stroking the hair of the oversized white tiger in front of him.This tiger is huge in size, with one golden and one blue pupil of different colors squinting slightly, it lay obediently in front of Tian Yuchuan, allowing him to ravage/ravage its soft hair at will.

"Tsk..." The god judge listened casually, and the bright light of jade and gold flowed out of his slightly closed eyes. Since he swallowed Xu last time, he has always maintained this look.

It has to be said that he appreciates that guy, whether it is him who plunders everything, or another personality who represents a momentary smile in his long life, he feels extremely sorry.And things like Altana are really delicious... almost catching up with his Απολλων.

Amomikawa glanced at the face in front of him, trying to maintain a serious face, but the depths of his eyes were full of Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was eager to try, and laughed abruptly.

"I can give it to you," the God Judge said with great interest. He gently stroked the hair of the white tiger under his hand, and flicked his right hand in front of him, a small golden bow with extremely delicate shape appeared in front of him.

Tian Yuchuan's fingers caressed the strange and complicated ancient Greek characters engraved on the bow, caressing it lightly, a pink glow flashed on the golden bow, as if responding to him.

"But, Tsurumaru, you have to promise me a request." The blond interrogator smiled meaningfully, and Tsurumaru felt that something was wrong, but he nodded after thinking about the plan he had planned for a long time I agreed.

"Then, I'll wait and see, Crane"

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A quarter of an hour later, the dejected Tsurumaru Kuninaga walked out of the interrogator's room with difficulty. He poked his head out, looked around carefully, and was relieved when he found no one passing by outside, and quickly left the room. drilled out.

Tsurumaru seemed to have exerted the greatest mobility value in his life, and ran to the room of the sword fighters like a gust of wind. At this time, almost everyone was not in the room, and no one was in the room.

Tsurumaru heaved a sigh of relief, he sneaked into Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro's room, found an unused white cloth from his closet, picked it up and shook it, and smelled the faint fragrance on it In an instant, he realized that Gexian must have secretly washed the sheets for Yamabuchi Kunihiro again.

He silently draped the white cloth over his body, covering his whole body tightly. The two small wings behind him trembled impatiently, as if dissatisfied with being covered by a white cloth.

"Fortunately, no one saw it. This kind of fright is really... really very lord-style." Tsurumaru blinked, and gathered the white cloth on his body, although he knew that the lord would never let it go easily He, but this time it really made him a little at a loss.

"...What are you doing?" A slightly indifferent voice sounded behind Tsurumaru, almost jumping up in fright.Tsurumaru felt the white sheet wrapped around his body, turned around in shock, and saw Okurigara's indifferent face.

"Ahaha, it's Xiao Jialuo, I didn't do anything." Tsurumaru smiled dryly, stepped back half a step, and waved at him pretending to be relaxed under the sheet.

"...I'm not interested in talking to you." Okurigaro stared at him suspiciously for a while, and Tsurumaru saw cold sweat dripping from his back before letting go of the matter with a cold snort, "Don't get too close to me."

As he said that, he lowered his head coldly and walked into his own room next door, with a towel in his hand, and the expression on his face was a bit disgusted, which made Tsurumaru Kuninaga feel a kind of bleakness inexplicably.

Tsurumaru thought for a while, then sneaked under the window of Okurigara, and looked into the room secretly through the gap between the windows.The room was a bit dim, and Okurigara was sitting on the stool alone, motionless, as if in a daze.

"Little Gala is too miserable!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga held his chest, with a sad face, as if the person he was talking about was not the big Kurikara who happened to be staying in the house, but someone who was about to die. Like terminally ill patients.

"Oh" Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada took out a pastry for the knives from the oven without looking sideways, and carefully arranged them without looking at Tsurumaru who had a rich expression on his face.

"Guangbo! How can you be so indifferent to little Jialuo!" Tsurumaru's eyes widened, and he snatched a piece of pastry from Candlestick Kiri and put it in his mouth. Are you lonely?"

"... Qixi Festival..." Candlestick Qieguang Zhongzheng's head trembled, remembering what some god judges told him when he went to Wanwu just now,... If you don't call on this kind of festival with important people Little Jia Luo's words, even if he didn't say it, he would be sad!

"Mr. Crane" Candlestick Qie Guangzhong clenched his fists, with a firm expression on his face, "If this is the case, call Xiaozhen, and let's find Xiao Jialuo for the holiday together!"

Tsurumaru rolled his eyes, looked at the candlestick and said solemnly, "But it's very difficult for Xiao Jialuo to go out."

Candlestick Che paused for a moment, his face a little depressed, Tsurumaru was right, it was really very difficult for Okurigara to go out with them for Tanabata.

"Don't worry! Kobo, I have the secret weapon given by the main hall." Tsurumaru Kuninaga showed a successful smile, and took out a small golden bow and arrow from the white cloth sheet he was wearing.

"...Mr. Crane"

"Huh? What's the matter, Xiaoguang?"

"..." Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada looked at Tsurumaru's proud expression and silently closed his mouth. Although he didn't trust the toy bow at all, but Tsurumaru said so, it would be better if he didn't tear it down.