[Comprehensive] God judges always treat me as a villain

"Good day, everyone."

Hoshino Junxia put his hands on his hips and said to the sword on the ground: "The sun is so good today, don't you guys still want to get up and have a look?"

As expected, she got no response.

……well……

'Are the knives here shy? ' Chunxia thought deeply.

Mr. Tsurumaru Kuninaga, a philosophy sword, said that although the essence of the sword is the same (it is iron after melting), each sword has its own unique character.Even if it is the same vibration knife, it may have different personality traits in different periods, such as one period and one vibration.

[It's a pity that the first phase of Yixing is not here...Master, do you know about Tokugawa Ieyasu burning down Osaka Castle?The first phase of Yizhen was burned in a fire, and was later reforged by Echizen Yasutsu.After amnesia, his attitude towards others is much better than before. ] Tsurumaru Kuninaga said: [And the master is so cute, just like his younger brothers, so he will definitely answer the call hahahahahaha. ]

Tsurumaru covered his stomach and laughed.

[correct. ] He clapped his hands and said: [Some of the knives inside are because the body has been damaged too much, and the soul has fallen into a deep sleep, so it cannot respond to your call.like this. ]

Tsurumaru casually pointed at the sword that was broken in two.

[Some people feel that life is too cruel to accept for a while, so they simply pretend to be dead, such as Sanri Yuezong. ] He touched his chin, [After all, a strong sword like me is a mourning god, a miles, ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha " ]

"Tsurumaruden's words seem to make sense, but they always give people a strange feeling." Hoshino Junxia couldn't help sighing, and said: "I disappeared early in the morning, and I don't know where he went again. "

She sat on the clearing that Tsurumaru had cleared for her before, staring at the swords all over the ground in a daze.

In the two days when the emotions just returned, many things would emerge from time to time: the joy when going to museums and art galleries, the despair when parents died, the loneliness when playing football in the backyard alone, the panic when being reprimanded by grandpa...

Assaulted by all kinds of emotions, she couldn't think with her brain at all. Therefore, she was in a state of ignorance almost from morning to night in those two days, just like a child.

If it weren't for Tsurumaru Temple, she probably wouldn't be able to survive at all.

Junxia Hoshino sighed, and said to himself, "What do you want me to do for you to suddenly restore my emotions?"

[When your blood and your spiritual power work together, you can repair the sword and call out the spirit inside. ]

She understood this sentence over and over again, and slowly moved her gaze to her wrist.

In terms of blood, it can be obtained with a single cut, but how should spiritual power be transported?

She was so engrossed in thinking about this abstract question that she didn't notice that something was moving down from directly above her like a spider on a silk thread.

"Ah, there is."

Chun Xia thought of an interesting method and was going to try it before Tsurumaru came back.

She raised her eyes.

……

……

"Hey, is it a surprise, is it a thrill?" Tsurumaru, who was hanging upside down on the eaves, his face covered in red juice, supported Hoshino Junxia's shaking body, and said earnestly: "Master, remember Well, this feeling is called 'shock'."

Junxia stopped suddenly, stroked Tsurumaru's face with both hands, stayed for a few seconds, and then pulled hard.

"—Tsurumaruden, can you wash your face before talking to me?"

The emotions that appeared in her heart at this time should be called: helplessness, disgust.

"Master, look at me, let's review again."

At Hoshino Junka's request, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was forced to wash off the carefully prepared "makeup".But there was no trace of frustration in his expression. On the contrary, he started his daily conversation with great enthusiasm.

Junxia sat upright across from him, like a primary school student whose homework is being inspected by the teacher.

"Then I'll ask first." Tsurumaru cleared his throat and said, "What is happiness?"

"When I saw Tsurumaru-den." Junxia replied.

"What's a fright?"

"... Just now, I was not only frightened, but also a little angry." She puffed up her face and couldn't help complaining, "I'm thinking hard, you shouldn't scare me like this."

"Thinking?" Tsurumaru raised his brows, and suddenly approached Chunxia: "What is Master thinking about? You might as well tell me."

Generally speaking, Hoshino Junka would not hide her thoughts from Tsurumaru, but——

"There are many problems." The girl who was extremely grateful and trusted Tsurumaru lied for the first time.She pretended to remember, and said slowly: "For example, why did my wound heal automatically without any treatment? Why did I regain my perception after coming here? Why did some swords die when they were broken? Some but not?"

Junxia Hoshino looked calm, but she was actually very nervous inside.

She didn't know why she hid her thoughts about "repairing the sword" from Tsurumaru, but her intuition told her that Tsurumaru might not agree with her idea.

I just hope Tsurumaru won't expose her lie——

"Your injury can heal, probably because of Lord Seimei's formation." Unexpectedly, Tsurumaru Kuninaga answered him seriously.

Abe Seimei, the most legendary Onmyoji in Japanese history.

"I saw Lord Seimei set up this formation with my own eyes." Tsurumaru said, "However, at the beginning I didn't know what this formation would do. It wasn't until later that I realized that the cracks in my body were slowly being repaired." on."

"Does the formation only work on unbroken knives?"

"probably."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga took out the cleaned fruit from his sleeve, and said casually: "It may also be that the damage is too deep, and it will take a long time to repair...success."

Hoshino Junxia took the fruit he handed over, took a bite, raised his head to observe his expression, and asked tentatively: "Does Tsurumaru Temple remember that night? I was thinking, since my wound can heal in the formation , then I might as well try again just like summoning Tsurumaru Temple..."

"No."

Tsurumaru cut her off abruptly.

"It's scary once, come again, are you trying to scare me to death?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga patted her on the head, and said seriously: "No one who wants to see the master get hurt, I No exception."

Junxia could only nod obediently.

However, there was a faint uneasiness in her heart.

At sunset, at the hour of magic.

As usual, after being with her for a day, Tsurumaru offered to go outside to collect food: "Why don't you improve the food? Master, don't you want to try grilled fish? Use the fish in the 'Forest of the Guardian' as raw materials , the taste must be different.”

...does the knife grill fish too?Although holding such doubts, but out of trust in Tsurumaru, Hoshino Junxia agreed.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes lit up, and he vowed that the river was not far from the hut, and he would definitely be able to get back before sunset.

However, seeing the sun set and night fall, Junxia Hoshino still did not see that familiar figure appear.

Her heart suddenly beat violently.

After Tsurumaru Kuninaga appeared, there was a wonderful connection with her.This kind of connection is like the first two ends of a silk thread being wrapped around the fingertips of the two.If the silk thread is tight, it means that a certain party's emotions have fluctuated greatly, or is in crisis; if the silk thread is broken, it means that the contract is terminated, the person dies, or the knife is broken.

Hoshino Junxia closed her eyes and opened them again.If there were still people standing in front of her at this moment, they would definitely notice that her black eyes were faintly mixed with brilliant gold.

The strings are taut.

The girl glanced at the childish ignorance and obedience in front of Tsurumaru Kuninaga. She stood up, glanced calmly at the swords on the ground one by one, and finally picked up the relatively well-preserved one, grasped the blade tightly, and swiped the sword. The sharp point was facing him... and then he stabbed it into his chest neatly.

...Oh, so it hurts so much?

The uncontrollable power turned into white light, gushed out, and enveloped the whole body of the vibration knife domineeringly.Blood poured out from the chest, moving backwards from the tip of the knife in a way that violated the laws of physics, covering the blade and seeping into it quickly.

Junxia Hoshino felt that there was a mysterious power in her body, just like the state of a river upstream, roaring, flowing, and then rushing out——she forced herself to remember this feeling, in order to be able to practice in the future The so-called 'spiritual power'.

"The blood you want is too much..."

Chunxia's face was pale, but her eyes were fixed on the knife in her hand all the time, until she saw a crescent-shaped pattern on the surface of the blade, and then she showed a slightly bleak smile.

I didn't want to call him.

I didn't really want to summon any Yizhengdao at first.

Hoshino Junxia from the 21st century, although she once planned to become a god judge, she did not complete the series of procedures after all—in other words, she has no obligation at all to use this almost sacrificial method to summon the sword to pay the funeral god.

"I, I probably don't want anything to happen to Tsurumaruden."

Junxia Hoshino, who was half kneeling on the ground, gave this reason weakly to Fusangshen who summoned with all her strength.

"Hahahaha, that's why."

The man who seemed to have walked out of the picture scroll of the nobles in the Heian period actually let out a devilish laugh.

"Oh, since it's the main hall's request..." He stretched out his hand, rubbed Chunxia's head, and said meaningfully: "I can't help it, then I'll go and bring back that worrying junior."