God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

"...So, in the end, Ms. Todo...you can't call her that. She killed her hatred with your own hands and returned her body to the real Todo Misaki. But because of this, I was entangled by the perpetrator." Barely talking about what happened last winter, I feel that my ability to express is terrible, and I describe a touching thing so boringly.

"You're qualified," the little creature nodded unexpectedly, "If you still have a story, you can come and exchange it with me."

"I wanted to ask just now," Xiao Si blinked, "Is this kid a guest too? So cute! Like a little adult, his tone is so mature!"

Seeing her look ready to move and want to reach out, Keimaru took the knife in his hand vigilantly.

"Don't talk nonsense," Lily reminded her in a low voice, "I'm not sure what it is yet."

"It's a strange tone to say that. What else can it be but a human?" Si slapped Chijian on the back—she hadn't recognized that it was the monster she had slapped before, "Except for your raised Aren't other birds normal?"

...Actually, the only ones here who can confirm that they are human beings are you and me...

The other party's ability of "I don't want to see so I can't see the abnormality" is so strong that even Ritsu can't make her face the reality.

"Okay, then it's my turn, No. [-] Iijima!" Said Iijima, who had boldly killed three cups before, "I'll tell a story of my own!"

"...she doesn't taste very good at wine," Lu explained bravely, "Just listen to it."

Over there, Tsukasa Iijima has already started to talk about her experience of being possessed by monsters since she was a child, recalling the past while talking, crying and laughing, and beating Akama's shoulder with a whining sound. .

"What kind of wine did you take today? Usually, she can drink two more bottles before getting drunk?" Lu glared at the two crows and tengus.

"Today's wine is the spirit wine specially found by the little one!" Wei Bai replied gloriously, "Because it has been offered to the gods for a long time, it is very mellow, even Her Royal Highness can only drink so much."

"Indeed," Taro Tachi held the wine glass with two fingers, "it's a slightly familiar taste."

"It's really an honor for me to wait." Oguro saluted politely.

...I always feel that when I meet them, my style changes?

Ritsu eyed his own monsters suspiciously.

"This story is very good." An Jing quietly listened to the juvenile interrogation audience without any sign of impatience, "In return..."

"You don't need anything, it's free, you can listen to it as you want," Li said quickly, he didn't want to be involved in any troublesome deals, "it's just her black history anyway."

"This is the shadow of my entire girlhood, what does it mean for free?" Xiao Si asked his cousin after venting, "Isn't my story worth a glass of wine?"

"It's worth it, drink it!" Li, who was not yet of drinking age, quickly poured her wine to cover that mouth.

"Then let me tell you some news, just listen to it." Young Jingmo knocked on the rim of the cup, "A brother of your mother is lost in a different dimension. If the timing is right, you can open the passage back here." .”

"My mother's brother is my uncle, right?" Iijima Ritsu thought suspiciously.

Mustache, who had always been bored and poured himself a drink, turned his head and looked at the little creature intently.

... What are you looking at!

The little guy stared back ferociously.

"Huh?" Higakiri touched his pocket, and took out a piece of jerky wrapped in paper, "Ah——"

Ahhh.

The little creature bit off the jerky in one bite, leaving only a short piece of his finger.

"Good boy~" Mustache touched his head, thinking whether to eat the rest when he saw his younger brother looking at him with a complicated face.

"Huh?" He smiled and reached out to feed the leftovers, but Kagemaru didn't intend to eat the leftovers.

"Your brother also wants to feed it?" Mustache said suddenly, "I'll give it to you, it doesn't matter."

Then the small piece of jerky was transferred from Xi Wan's hand to You Shen's mouth.

...I just want to say, isn't it inappropriate to be so intimate with a god judge...

The knee pill who silently feeds the young judge thinks, even if he can confuse others, but sharing the same food is still...

Higakiri, who used all kinds of small details to observe the degree of recovery of the mind's memory, didn't know what his younger brother was concerned about. No, even if he knew, he didn't care.

"So, are you the one who wants the story?" Chima, who had been watching for a while, finally started to speak, his temperament of fearing that the world will not be chaotic is destined not to miss such an interesting event, "If I also tell stories, what do you use? What about trading with me?"

"Strength." The young judge with bulging cheeks swallowed hard and answered clearly.

"This is not a reciprocal transaction," Akama said with a smile, "I would be very embarrassed if there are traps in it, or is there any special requirement for 'story'?"

"Emotional stories can make me grow faster," the young judge replied blankly, "I want to know how you really feel."

...not human, definitely not human!

Lil turned his head to the side indifferently.

"The type who just lives in rumors, you grew up by relying on the fear of human beings?" Akama asked with great interest, "Then do you want to come with me?"

"No." The little creature simply denied it, and there was a logical chain in his head: his body was about to change—he had to grow up quickly—if he learned a lot of emotions, he would grow up.

So you have to start by listening to the story, the kind with real feelings!

It took a long time for Jingmo to learn a little bit of emotion, but it was misinterpreted by the little creature.

"Then let me tell a pitiful and sad story," Chima said, rolling his eyes, "a story about a desperate woman with bad luck being killed."

"Hello..." Qing Lan asked alertly, "Which story are you going to tell?"

"Oh, speaking of it, you know it too, that's the woman who gave the other party a promise to protect her for the rest of her life, but turned back and asked you to kill her." Akama laughed happily, "You are also a witness who."

"You are not allowed to say that!" Qing Lan jumped out of her body angrily, "Snail is not the kind of person you said!"

"Then tell me, what kind of person is he?" Chijian stretched his neck not to be outdone, so that Laochang and Qinglan confronted each other in the air, "I made a promise but couldn't keep it, isn't it because of him?"

"...I probably drank too much," Xiao Si looked dazedly at the monsters yelling at each other in the room, "Lü, I'll go to sleep for a while, don't be lazy, if you don't pass the exam this year... , Dad is going to scold me."

"Go, go..." Ritsu waved his hand feebly.

"We will escort you to the next room to rest," Wei Hei Tai Bai ran away seeing the situation was not good, "this way, Your Highness the Princess."

"Hahaha, the service is so thoughtful," Xiao Si took three steps back and walked out in a circle, "That's right, my lovely child, come and give my sister a hug..."

"Don't be disrespectful!" Keimaru shielded her with the scabbard in a well-measured manner, while watching the youkai who were arguing in the room with his eyes, the meaning behind his words was obvious.

"...Stingy!" Xiao Si muttered, "Even your children don't have to be so careful~"

"Your Highness, let's go this way." Tai Hei Tai Bai hurriedly tugged at her skirt and left this place of right and wrong.

"I've heard this story before." The juvenile judge mercilessly stopped the two monsters from arguing, "It cannot be exchanged."

"Have you heard it?" Chima looked at Ritsu, "He told you?"

"It's not me." Lu, who still hasn't understood it until now, shakes his head, and it's probably because of Grandpa that Qinglan reacts so strongly.

However, grandpa is definitely not the kind of person he said.

"...!" Chijian stood up suddenly, and his body passed through the door like a mist, "Snail! I knew you were still alive, come out for me, if you don't come out, I will go to play with you—"

"I said that grandpa has passed away..." Ritsu stretched out his hand in vain.

Qing Lan closed her mouth resentfully, got back into her body, and drank a big gulp of wine.

He knew that the snail was still wandering around the house, and he could be seen occasionally. Although he had no power, he still guarded his family.

——Is it that important?

Qing Lan, who accompanied the snail all the way, thought a little bit badly, it's because you value them too much that you let a guy like Chi Jian entangle you.

"Let me tell," Qing Lan said after being quiet for a while, but still couldn't help the emotions in her heart, "After Snail was adopted by his uncle, first his cousin died, then the uncle and aunt who raised him, and the only sister got married Later, he cut off contact, so he was called an ominous person, and this house was also called a haunted house since then, and he has never been able to find a marriage partner."

"Later, there was a young lady... I forgot what it was called, that woman, the twin sister who absorbed her survived, but her sister did not disappear completely, but coexisted with her as a part of her, who knew it was a What is it..."

He talked about the blind date between the snail and the young lady who was suffering from bad luck, and his face was full of frustration: "As long as she is a little bit malicious, that **** will take the life of the other party, probably killing a dozen or three people. Look, Snail did promise to help her keep the secret and take care of her for the rest of her life, but on the day of the engagement, that bastard was going to kill Yaeko."

grandmother?

Ritsu, who never knew such old secrets, listened with gusto.

"The snail also called me subconsciously, but when I bit that thing, the eldest lady also died together," Qing Lan's annoyance almost overflowed, "That's why, like Chi Jian said, but That woman intentionally killed the nurse who delivered her, I don't think it's a good thing for Snail to be with her."

"Snail, come out for me—" Akama's wandering ghost-like voice came from afar.

"Half body..." the half ghost hiding in the closet whispered, "That's her half body."

Everyone's attention was immediately focused on the ghost who had no sense of existence after the story was told.

"If the half-body dies, she will die too," the half-side ghost muttered nervously, "it's a part of her, and has its own consciousness... Life and death are connected, and you can't betray..."

"You said that you were also looking for your own half body?" Li asked with a headache, "That is to say, it might be your brother or something, right?"

"I want to bring him back." Half of the ghost went into the shadows wearily, and didn't answer anymore.

Does "brother", "reflection" or similar words come up a little too often?

Kemaru, who felt he couldn't sit still, looked at Higekiri, but his usually perceptive brother seemed not to notice it at all.

"I also received your story." The young judge felt that his half candy was a bit uneconomical. After all, it was two angles of the same story, but the strong emotion contained in this story was different from that of the snail. He is also considered qualified, "Are you going out tomorrow?"

"I have to leave very early tomorrow to go to the raw material site of that garment factory," Ritsu replied immediately, feeling that things would become troublesome, "I will also come back very late, and I have to take the Shinkansen in between."

"Let's go too."

Trouble comes to the door, there is really no escape...

The little creature ignored the look of despair on the opposite side, went to his table and stood on tiptoe to look at the exercise book: "You don't even know how to do this?"

"You won't understand the pain of a student who failed the exam," Lu said weakly. "If, I said, if you have such a day, you will definitely not say it so easily."

"I will," the young judge replied arrogantly, "it seems very simple."

"You will?" Lu said incredulously, "If you can figure it out, I will take you wherever you want."

You Shen took a look at him, picked up the pen on the side and began to write.

Ritsu Iijima leaned over in disbelief, and found that they were all right. There were a few steps in the process that he couldn't understand, but the answer was exactly the same.

"There are other methods." Seemingly feeling that the blow was not enough, the young judge swiped another method, "With your mentality, everything can only be blessed by the gods."

... This child is still so uncute!

Ritsu Iijima, whose self-confidence in life has fallen to the bottom, angrily snatched the manuscript paper: "Tomorrow I will take you to take the Shinkansen!"

"Oh, new knowledge has been added." Higiri sighed looking at the scenery passing by quickly outside the car window.

They are now on the Shinkansen train, and Taro Tachi and Yuin's outfits have attracted the attention of many people. In the end, they don't know how Yuin did it, and the crowd lost interest in them in an instant.

"Hurry up." Mustache said softly.

"Brother?" Kagemaru rubbed his eyes and asked, "Do you need me to do anything?"

"I don't have one," Hichiki smiled, "Did you dream last night?"

"...I did it." The child who can't lie said honestly, and then he was ready to say nothing.

He dreamed that he was holding hands with his elder brother, and it seemed that he was in the dojo, but this time his elder brother did not stop after leaving a few scars as usual, but stepped on him, with the sharp point of the knife pointing vertically at his chest, He could even hear the familiar wind.

Then he woke up with a start, not knowing the ending of the dream.

Although it was between life and death, in the dream he felt strangely at ease and relieved, as if he had been waiting for that knife for a long time.

How could such a dream be told to my brother!

Fortunately, Higakiri just smiled and said "Is that so?" Then he turned his head to look at the scenery without asking any further questions.

Such a straightforward style is indeed the elder brother, but Kekemaru feels a little bit disappointed.

Taro Tachi, who was opposite him, looked over with worried eyes.

The young judge was curled up on Da Tai's legs, sleeping soundly holding his fruit.

The author has something to say: Well... I finished writing, and the two stories mentioned in it were all copied by Hundred Ghosts of the Night. One is called Dreams in a Small Room, and I really can't remember the other... In short, it is a snail blind date Chronicle of failures...

In the previous chapter, a timeline bug was changed. The appearance of the name Ghost Lamp is still in the future. Little angels who haven’t seen it can ignore it~

In the end, I still thank the little angel Mu Qingxuan for 50 bottles of irrigation nutrient solution; 20 bottles of liu; 10 bottles of small flame~

Love you all, I want to see your comments more~ I will try to update tomorrow =v=