[Comprehensive] Tsunayoshi in the Dark Benmaru

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The "practice field" is adjacent to "ten thousand houses".

Perhaps it should be said that the majestic practice arena built in imitation of the court's open-air sumo wrestling venue in the Heian period is located in the bustling central area of ​​Wanwu, surrounded by shopping malls and streets of Wanwu, and the streets extending in all directions lead to it.

Wanwu has eight teleportation points in the southeast, northwest, and only four in the practice field.Sawada Tsunayoshi and his Honmaru Tokentsusangshin and Tokens arrived at the less crowded "West Exit".Looking up and looking around, it was the largest shopping mall in Wanwu that he had visited before, and the clothes he was wearing now were bought there.

The god judges that Gein worked for all signed contracts with the government at the same time. During this period, if they want to return to the present world, they need to be approved by cumbersome procedures.Therefore, at the request of the god judge and Token Fusangshen, the government of the time built ten thousand houses, and after years of development, it has now formed this prosperity that resembles "Shinjuku Street in Tokyo".

Wanwu is divided into districts, and the north and south imitate the traditional Japanese style of "Hanami Koji" with walls painted with gorgeous red shell lacquer and fences woven from bamboo. The environment is quiet and the natural scenery is the mainstay. Tranquility, with teahouses and shops lined up with curtains, and simple lanterns hung on the columns; the east and west are paved with granite slabs, which is quite elegant and luxurious like the Champs-Elysées Avenue, and the never-night sky of fiery trees and silver flowers makes the sky dark dark.

Behind Tsunayoshi Sawada, on the mahogany bridge erected on the gurgling river and extending into the inside of the training ground, are the god-inspectors coming and going, followed by a team of six Token Fusangshin.Not to mention that most of these god judges wear veils or runes to cover up their appearance, but there are more Fusangshen who lead than young god judges.

It was the first time he came to this kind of place, and the cautious and curious young judge looked around, and by the way, Yiqi Yijin and Daedian Taiguangshi who accompanied him stood in an inconspicuous place.Absently asking Fu Sangshen beside him to participate in the rehearsal process, the young interrogator was childishly distracted by the shiny objects under the covered bridge—they were tortoises that climbed up the wet sections of stones and broken logs by the stream, their shells were in the Glittering in the sun.

"There is a registration office at the entrance, just report the information of Honmaru and the God Judge, and then fill in the entry to pay the Sangshen."

In the first issue, a brief and concise explanation was given for the young god judge, and then more detailed information was dug out from the terminal.The young god judge who understood the rules and requirements nodded, looked sideways slightly, and his eyes flickered back and forth.He raised his face and looked at the fusangshen who pulled out a black hooded cloak from their luggage.

"Eh?"

The young god judge didn't understand why he did this, doubts were written all over his face, and short questions jumped out of his throat.Covering his body, Ohen Tai Mitsuyo, who put on a hood to hide his entire face, waved his hand to comfort him.The young god judge leaned over, with a little tiptoe in his actions.

"You don't have to."

"It's just that there are a lot of people here, and the dark sword Fusangshen is not welcome."

The period Ai Ai on the face of the young god judge was too obvious, causing the cabbage-gray-haired Miike Yatachi to draw his lips.The evanescent arc was covered, and the young god judge didn't see it.Seemingly understanding the situation of the god of mourning, the young judge thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to tug on Tai Guangshi's soft robe.

"Then you guys have to dress like this to fight in the rehearsal ground later? It will be very inconvenient... Otherwise, forget it, and you can do other things. I mean, it doesn't matter if you don't complete the rehearsal daily class ..."

He faltered and faltered, stopping his words with a single stroke.

"You'll be in trouble too if you don't finish your daily lessons."

Those who can’t even complete the daily classes arranged by the government of time are poor households who can’t even get the subsistence allowances. It’s okay if there are only gods in Honmaru, but if there is a team of swords with more than six strikes...it’s hard to maintain Honmaru basic expenses.Although the salary and benefits of the job of a god judge are very high, it is also based on the premise of being able to do a good job in government work.

Based on various considerations, the daily workload accurately calculated by big data can be completed by every dedicated minder and Honmaru—the young minder came here, and the first three days without work were done by hard work. The bonus for taking office, plus he is the only one, so he doesn't have to worry about being full.He was injured in his first battle, and it didn't cost him much to heal his injuries in other people's Honmaru, but when he returned to his own Honmaru, he added a round of Yijin and Oden Tai Mitsuyo, as well as maintenance of those swords that had not yet been transformed.There are many places to use money, and the sum of the zeros and zeros is already beyond the means of the young god judge.

"But!……"

Although Fu Sangshen stepped into his life and took charge of family affairs and finances, Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know how many small sentences he had in his account.But he was not the kind of person who would worry about such things. When he was at home, he didn't do much planning and restraint with his pocket money. These are all thrown to the men with swords.

Not worrying doesn't mean he doesn't have calculations in mind.Originally, his finances were tight. After shopping for clothes, he chose cheap food (also because he can't cook).And from this morning, the sumptuous breakfast and lunch...

Unconsciously twisting his fingers, Sawada Tsunayoshi thought that he might have caused troubles and troubles for the Fusangshin unconsciously.After all, he didn't want such a mother-in-law either.But he felt that the more gods he received, the deeper he would be trapped in that honmaru, and eventually he couldn't maintain it—he was a little shaken now, but he tried his best to persuade himself not to meddle in his own business.

"nothing."

The cabbage-haired, cold-faced and reticent Fu Sangshen didn't like to entangle on this issue any longer.

"The rehearsal field originally arranges opponents according to the level of the God-inspector—three different God-inspectors will be arranged each time, two of which are no less than five levels apart, and the last one will be randomly assigned."

"Among the three opponents, the final one will be chosen by Lord God Judge."

Perhaps because of the cloak, the voice of the Miike family tachi was a little dull.

"Oh, Ming, I see."

The brown-haired juvenile god judge nodded like a chick pecking at rice. He took a deep breath, accumulating enough confidence and courage to stride towards the practice field.Walking on the brick-red covered bridge, the afternoon sun in the west reflects the gurgling water into a dazzling mirror.

The shadow of Sawada Tsunayoshi was followed by two black shadows.

When walking to the register, everything works fine.Except for the strange and inquisitive eyes of the passers-by and Token Fusangshen, Sawada Tsunayoshi is fine, but compared with the accompanying Fusangshen, the costumes of Ikki and Tai Mitsuyo in the first phase seem more cautious and low-key. Human judge.The God-inspectors recruited by the Government of Time from all walks of life are quite capable and different, and most of them have very different personalities—wearing this kind of robe during the day, maybe they are the God-inspectors of the vampire race?Passers-by guessed wildly, most of their gazes were curious, and some were mixed with malice.

The young judge is very sensitive to other people's emotions, and he subconsciously looks back at some guys who are facing each other or standing on the side of the road with sarcasm in their eyes.It's a pity that Tsunayoshi Sawada has so many vicious friends around him. He has been with them for so long, but he hasn't learned half of the essence of his expressions and eyes.

Looking blankly and softly, the guys he swept over were even more malicious.

"Ignore them."

After noticing this situation, Ohen Tai Mitsuyo and Ichichi cheered each other up. In the end, they didn't know why, but the Miike family Wujian Bentian, who was closer to the young god judge, bent slightly and held the shoulder of the brown-haired human boy.

"Just some rogue bully on the practice field."

Just like not all Sword Fusangshen are friendly and normal, there will be some scum in the group of god judges who are valued by the government of time-abusing sword men, hurting fellow god judges... as the government of time continues to develop its own power At the same time, these negative shadows are also expanding simultaneously.Light and darkness always coexist, and there is never only one side at any time.

When the number finally reached Tsunayoshi Sawada, the brown-haired boy was surprised to find that the workers at the registration office turned out to be Foxosuke whose fur color was different from the color of the painting on their body...they.He watched these foxes intently, but none of them was the one who went to the battlefield with him and called for rescue for him.

"My lord, Soranosuke No. 8897 is at your service."

One of them licked its front paw and greeted him gently.

[Even the voice is different...]

The young god judge hurriedly returned greetings, and then with the help of Soranosuke No. 8897, handed over the battle form that had been filled out during the equal sign, and then let the little animal scan the identification code of his personal terminal.He no longer made a fuss because of the fox's utterance, but he still couldn't help looking over it again and again.

"Do you have any questions, or do you need help? Lord God Judge."

Not annoyed by his disrespectful behavior, the fox shikigami with a pink star painted on his forehead asked in a soft voice.He was very polite and distant, respectful.

"……nothing."

The brown-haired human boy who received the ticket blinked his eyes. All the procedures were completed. He squeezed the admission token and stuffed it into his pocket.Only then did he realize that the tips of Soranosuke 8897's ears were also bright pink.It's different, Mr. Foxosuke who led him to Honmaru has beautiful pure white fur, a bright red swirl pattern painted on his forehead, only the big fluffy tail is light yellow - it's completely different.

But they all have the same big wet eyes, and they also like to tilt their heads to look at him.

"..."

Nodding his head to Sora Nosuke 8897 who said goodbye to him respectfully, the young interrogator stopped making a sound, and lifted his foot to the outside waiting for his sword to pay him off.In this registration hall, the voice of Foxosuke, who served dozens of god judges, chirped and chirped in his ears, all of them were shrill and respectful, with a cute and cute gesture to please people.

It's just that I'm a little concerned after the farewell on the battlefield, but it's okay if we don't meet each other.The young god judge breathed a sigh of relief, no longer thinking about Fox's help, if there is a destiny, he will always see him.He told it to himself, putting it all behind him—it wasn't until they met again that he would bring the memory back and make it alive again.

"It's a field."

The young god judge who returned to Sword Fusangshen gave them a soft smile, and told the results to the gods wrapped in cloaks in front of them.