Dark Fallen Honmaru Strange Talk [comprehensive]

Leaving aside the efficiency of the turnover within the Shi Zhi government system, the department in charge of communicating with the god judges is dispatched very quickly.

Under Horiguchi Chisato's instruction, Honosuke conveyed the news to Shizheng, and then made an appointment to come to check the house before noon the next day.And now the man in a suit and leather shoes standing in front of her on time, bowed slightly, and introduced himself with an extremely polite honorific, saying that he is a clerk in a certain research department.

Chisato took his business card and saw his position and the name "Hideshi Sato" written on it.

"Those things are...?"

Noticing that she was looking at the weird instrument behind him, Sato shook the detector in his hand, "The effect of the one in my hand is similar. In short, test the spiritual power in the main pill first. Please wait a moment .”

He went to place the instruments several meters apart with the other two. After tinkering for a while, bright green numbers lit up on the dark panel.Chisato Horiguchi is just an ordinary high school student, looking at the bunch of uncommon katakana in front of the numbers, he is completely at a loss, and can't figure out what professional foreign language words they correspond to.

"The technology after 200 years is really unfathomable," Qianli leaned against the wall, "Fu Sangshen who travels through time and space and is also a sword. I am not surprised to see this kind of machine that can measure accurately. In the era I was in, people didn’t believe in spiritual power very much—at least not like believing in technology, and most of them went to shrines to pray for blessings and guardians during festivals and festivals.”

"really?"

The tone of Sato's question was rather ambiguous. He buried himself in pressing a few buttons, "Maybe there are just some things you haven't noticed."

"Maybe." Chisato Horiguchi knew he was right, "It's like I didn't realize that I possessed spiritual power until after I died, and I saw the gods with my own eyes. Maybe there are existences in real life that I don't understand. "

The instrument made a long beep.

"There is really no barrier at all," Sato said in surprise, "I thought there was something wrong, for example, although it was not so obvious, it still existed subtly... It was not like this before, but now it is the first time. I'm back."

She was curious about one of them.

"Does this mean that there is a problem with the qualification of the judge?"

"Do not."

Sato replied.

"This pill has been registered under the name of Miss 'Qing', and since the man with the sword in the pill can be successfully awakened, there should be no mistakes in this aspect. Your spiritual power can be detected here, but the barrier cannot be opened. Unknown. As for the mention of haunting in the appointment—we have checked the records of the previous two interrogators, and there is no mention of this situation.” He said, “I want to confirm your registered identity again.”

"That's right." Chisato Horiguchi read the form he handed over, "So it's still related to this?"

"It's possible, but it's only possible—do you have any other clues?"

Chisato Horiguchi remembered the glass bottle.

"Clear light."

"Yes Yes--"

She had warned that this might be needed before Shizheng came. After all, they couldn't do any analysis by themselves. It might as well let the party with more advanced technology try it. California Qingguang took the things over after hearing about it.He handed the glass bottle to Sato, and Sato stared at the black shadow lying at the bottom of the bottle for a while, carefully put it away, and then glanced at Qingguang, who was still standing beside him.

The suggestiveness in that look was too obvious, Qianli said lightly: "It's okay, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"Then let me just say it straight," Sato sighed, "Are you sure you still want to be a god judge under the current situation?"

His idea of ​​wanting to distract California Qingguang was correct, and when he asked this sentence, the latter's expression changed.

Chisato Horiguchi: "...?"

"Are you sure you still want to be a god judge?"

He asked again, then explained.

"For ordinary Honmaru, the significance of the enchantment lies more in how to avoid being tracked and discovered by the retrograde army. If the number of battles increases in the future, the possibility of being surveyed by historical revisionists to the location of this Honmaru and launching a surprise attack cannot be ruled out."

"Wait a minute." Horiguchi Chisato pondered for a moment, "'God Judge' is a very precious talent resource for you, right?"

"That's right," Sato smiled wryly, "the number of human beings who have the spiritual power to support the entire Honmaru and so many Fusangshen is still relatively rare. But what we have to do at the same time is to protect the safety of the god judges. After confirming On the premise of providing a relatively stable and safe residence and sufficient excellent treatment for the god judges, using the spiritual power of the god judges to fight the retrograde army is an equivalent exchange between us and you."

"In that case, there is no need to talk about this aspect."

"Hey?"

"Personally, I don't care about safety issues, but the bargaining chip for equivalent exchange—" She looked down at her pearly white fingertips after materialization, "Someone offered me quite attractive conditions gone."

"If you don't insist on driving me away, I will continue to stay here as a judge."

"...We will respect your decision. Then," Sato held up the glass bottle, "we will take this back for inspection, and we will inform you of the result later."

After surveying around again, several staff members of the Government of Time packed up their equipment and left.Watching their figures disappear into the whirlpool, Horiguchi Chisato looked away.

"You don't need to tell anyone else what you just said."

"Eh, why?"

"I stayed for my own reasons, and there's nothing to say about that."

"No matter what the reason is—" California Qingguang put his arms around his head, "is it true that the master chose us?"

"...I can't see that you are still a resultant."

"Speaking of it." He remembered something, "Before Candlestick Che told me that when he was cooking yesterday evening, some semi-finished ingredients disappeared."

Horiguchi Chisato frowned, "It disappeared?"

"I heard that it was freshly made tempura and fried chicken. It happened that there was not enough rice at that time. He went to the warehouse next to him to pick it up, but when he came back, he found that the quantity was not what he remembered. Candlestick cut also Not sure if his memory is wrong or something is really wrong. So let me pass on to the master, if there is any situation-"

Meanwhile the kitchen.

Candlestick stared at the sliced ​​sashimi on the plate, lost in thought.

He just went to get an okra, and when he came back, he found the same situation as the day before.

Tuna...has it been this rare before?

"A ghost who can steal food?" Luan said with a blank face, "Is there such a ghost?"

"I looked at the candlestick and cut the tuna out."

Fu Sangshen's recovery ability was not a problem after all.Hasebe, whose waist was almost healed, pointed to the plate on the dining table, and said with a serious face.

"This amount is at least half less than that at that time."

Excited for a while.

Haunting can be tolerated, scaring can be tolerated, but stealing rations cannot be tolerated!

"Could it be the one Mr. Candekiri said," Goto wondered, "the one who grabbed the bowl in the cupboard?"

Yao Yan: "Well, only hands?"

"I can't even see my hands," Cattail gestured towards his head, "Maybe there are other parts, it's entirely possible to steal something to eat."

Even Chisato Horiguchi joined the discussion.

"I think it's probably limited to cupboards," she said.

"My attention may not be the same as yours," California Qingguang reminded, "It's noon now."

Everyone was silent.

They had previously reached a consensus that most of the supernatural events occurred at night, and the only other thing was at dusk, when day and night were handed over.

"Could it be that," the five little tigers huddled up behind the five tigers' chairs, "isn't it safe during the day, too?"

"It's still not sure what its purpose is, deliberately avoiding human ghosts... I don't think it will have any lethality."

As a god judge, Horiguchi Sensato made the final decision.

"Next time, try to stay on the side as much as possible. If the candlestick needs to go to other places, remember to let another person stand on it."

dinner time.

In the pot is the broth that is slowly simmering, and the dough is cut by the candlestick and placed in a basin aside to wake up.In order to avoid the situation where the ingredients were missing again, he specially chose noodles to make.

He opened the lid of the pot and scooped up a spoonful of soup. After tasting it, he always felt that the taste was bland.

Candelabra reached for the spice bottle—empty.

"Hasebe-kun," he walked out the door and greeted Hasebe who was weeding in the yard, "please help me look at the kitchen. The seasoning is used up."

"I see."

Hasebe glanced at the lawn mower that was being pushed.

He turned around and pushed the small machine that was finally dug out of the debris pile back to the warehouse, washed his hands by the way, and then walked to the kitchen.When passing by the window, Hasebe saw the shadowy figure inside through the window paper.

Came back so soon?

he thinks.

"Candlestick cut," Hasebe pushed the door in, "You—"

The people inside were drinking happily with a bowl.

No matter how you look at it, the outfit on her body is not a candlestick cut.

The man froze when he heard his voice.

"Ah, so Guangfang is here too?" He said with a smile, "Sure enough, Guangfang's cooking skills are still so good."

This title, as well as the white clothes, and the saber on his waist——

Hasebe frowned tightly.

"You are--"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga?

As if he already knew what he didn't say, Tsurumaru Kuninaga tilted his head and raised his other hand that wasn't holding the bowl.

"Yo."

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Hasebe: ... "Yo" big! !