How to use the god judge[Comprehensive]

Even though they set off early, but because they hadn't booked in advance, they waited in line for a while before they got a seat next to the woods.

In terms of geographical location alone, this place is by no means good, it is too far away from the entrance.According to the habit of tourists, after entering the door, they will definitely buy a lot first, and when they go inside, the novelty is over, and there is no desire to consume.What's more, they don't go to the end at all, but turn back halfway. Fortunately, there are not many people like this, or the shops at the end don't have to do business.

Fujita was immediately discouraged, and habitually began to mourn, "Oh, maybe even God thinks I shouldn't confess to her, it's completely unfavorable..."

"What the gods are not gods, there are gods bless you around you, so what are you afraid of?"

Yato, who was wearing a purple kimono, let out lazily, and knocked on the pipe in his hand, putting on a reliable look.But when Duanyin tried to wrap the bandage up again, he immediately fled around in a panic.

"Don't bring that kind of ghost thing over here, I won't wrap it around my face even if I die, it's a bit too secondary!"

"Everything must be perfect, you can attract a lot of female customers in this way, just be more believers!" The voice was completely immersed in the fun of pranks, and at this moment it felt like he let out a bad breath and ran after him run away.

——The outfit of Yato is in Fujita's collection. It is said that it comes from a very popular character in an anime. It belongs to a man who will shine brightly at night.

"No, he is obviously a man who is integrated with the darkness, like the Emperor of the Night." Fujita corrected, and looked at Yato's hair color enviously, "Your hair color is just right, you don't even need to wear a wig. "

"That's why you gave me a cosplay suit?!"

He was almost defeated by Fujita's magical brain circuit, and finally found that he couldn't escape the clutches of the soundtrack, so he squatted on the ground panting, and accepted the "bandage of love" to bind him.

Originally dressed normally (except for the collar being opened too much), he turned into a sickly man in a blink of an eye. Even if he didn't look in the mirror, he wanted to bury himself.

——This Spring Festival exists to shorten his life, right? !

"Yes, Yato-kun, to maintain this melancholy feeling, it's best to look into the distance from time to time, with eyes that say 'it's not me, it's the world' and 'I feel like a beast is roaring in my heart' complex emotions." Fujita was still guiding with emotion, as if entering Two-dimensional, his shyness would completely fade away.

"I hope you can maintain this emotion for a while, and confess to the girl well..." He was about to lose his temper after being tossed about, and he complained weakly.

Like a balloon that had been poked several times, Fujita immediately withered, squatting on the ground with him and looking into the distance.

The busy Fusangshen didn't have time to look at these two live treasures at all. After all, their purpose of coming was to make a lot of money, and then to hold a birthday party and give gifts to their master. The task was very arduous.

"I think we can change our thinking. There is no need to wait for the guests to come by themselves." When it comes to ghost ideas, no one can compare with Tsurumaru Kuninaga, so it is very reliable when used in business.Wearing a doll costume, he picked up a prepared small wooden board and hung it around his neck, and handed two boxes of made candy apples to Horikawa Kunihiro beside him.

"It's like this. I'll go outside the gate to attract customers. You can sell desserts and the like. The effect will definitely be much better than waiting here."

"This idea is very good, Mr. Tsurumaru is really amazing." The black-haired Wakizawa was like the first day he met him, wishing to give a thumbs up, but he couldn't move well while holding the box, so he had to give up.

Candlestick Che counted the number of people, and allocated them: "Then I, the first-stage hall and Mr. Taro will stay here, and other people can move freely."

——At this time, I still feel that it is better to have more blades, but it is a pity that the master refuses to call them by their names...

Looking down at the young god sitting on the small bench in a daze, he took a candy apple and fed it to him, and carefully told him: "This one can't eat too much, it's not good for the teeth...and it will grow old too." Not high."

Hearing the three key words, Mayumi Sakurai, who clearly didn't care about his life, nodded earnestly while holding a candy apple as if facing a formidable enemy.

Although the juicy apples are wrapped in crystal clear sugar skin, it looks really attractive, and the imagination alone makes people drool.But he just swallowed his saliva, took a mouthful cautiously, and stopped smashing his mouth.

——Why are sugar apples so delicious...It's sour and sweet, I feel a little hungry...

As long as he is hungry, he has no energy left to think about other things. Now he can only look at the various desserts on the booth, holding a bitten candy apple in one hand.

Odachi was busy hanging lanterns on the booth, and when he lowered his head to get the thread, he saw his master was worrying about his feet, with his chin on the table, staring pitifully at the dessert in front of him.

At that moment, he felt that the foodie from before had come back again, so he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, took a shortbread and handed it over.

"The candle holder said that eating too much sweets will not grow tall..." The young god sighed aggrievedly, his blood-colored eyes were wet, just like a poor little boy who had been hungry for ten days and eight days, staring at him eagerly. He doesn't let go of what's in his hand.

Taro Tachi's mind shook for a moment, he avoided the other party's sight in embarrassment, hurriedly stuffed the shortbread into his hand, and said in a low voice: "This sugar content is not high, it doesn't matter."

"Really?" Subconsciously asked back, before Da Taidao nodded, he swallowed the whole shortbread in one gulp, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away later.

As a result, he ate too quickly, and the shortbread was choked in his throat. He immediately beat his chest and asked for help: "Water... need water..."

Taro Tachi panicked and searched for it in the box he brought, but he couldn't find it for a long time.Only then did he vaguely realize—all of them seem to forget that they had to bring water...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Among them, Hasebe jumped the highest, and the scabbard almost touched the bridge of Otachi's nose.He didn't have time to blame the other party, he just looked around and finally locked on a stand selling juice.

"Just go there and buy it!"

If he was in human form, he would have rushed over to finish the matter right away, but now he can only command the Odachi.But when the opponent strode forward with long legs and steadily advanced at a speed of one yard per hour, he finally couldn't help it, and controlled the main body to try to jump forward, which was really much faster than Taro Tachi.

Fortunately, there were not many people at this time, so no one saw the spectacle of the rapping knife bouncing on the road by itself.

"For the sake of the Lord, I can do anything!" He encouraged himself while jumping, and when he finally came to the booth and was panting, he suddenly remembered...

He has no hands now!How can I go back with the juice!On the head?No, that would definitely ruin everything halfway!

Pressing and cutting Hasebe, I fell into the biggest problem in blade production, and froze in place in embarrassment.Until he saw a small bucket of fruit juice under the booth, probably raw materials, so it has a handle that is easy to carry.

——As long as it can be hung on the cutter head, it can be brought back smoothly!

He estimated the position, and suddenly bent down the knife body and jumped forward. The handle of the knife just passed through the handle, while the knife plate was stuck on the other side and did not pass through.

——Well done Hasebe, it's perfect!I really hope that the Lord can see this scene, if he can praise... No, he can't ask for so much, everything for the Lord should be done without expecting anything in return!

He tried his best to jump up, straightened the blade, and ran back crookedly while no one noticed.Although the barrel itself was not heavy, it would always deflect in another direction when it was pressed against the cutter head, so that he almost lost his balance several times, and just fell directly on the ground like this.

——No, this is the source of life for the Lord!How, how could he fall to the ground, even if he desperately wanted to bring it back intact!

There seemed to be a raging fire burning on the knife, and he returned as quickly as possible according to the original route, and finally managed to see his position before dying of exhaustion!

He was about to burst into tears. If he could let the young gods hear his voice, he must have run over excitedly shouting "Lord, look, I'm here to save you".

But now he can only bounce up and down silently, fighting for his last breath, and returning triumphantly like a hero.But before he greeted the cheers, he saw the blue-haired sword taking out a bottle of water from the corner of the box, shaking his head helplessly, and said, "Fortunately, I was prepared, master, you can't eat it next time." In such a hurry, it is easy to be dangerous."

At that moment, Hasebe seemed to hear the voice of his heart breaking.

——His hard work and desperation are still no match for the thoughtful and thoughtful Sihua Tachi... He lost again...

The brown-haired Dao Dao body stood in the cold wind, shaking like a fallen leaf lost in the wind, and the bucket of useless drink was still carried on the knife plate.

At this moment, he vaguely heard the owner of the previous booth rummaging around, and he said to himself incomprehensibly, "It's strange, I obviously put that bucket of drinks under there, how could it disappear..."

He thought about it, turned around in a lonely way, and jumped back step by step with the drink on his back, his lonely back was stretched very long by the light.

Izumi Mamoru, who was wandering around, happened to bump into him, and asked rather puzzled, "Are you also assigned the task of mobile sales?"

——That would be too frenzied, and the knife that is running around selling things will scare everyone to death, right?

As if Hasebe didn't hear him, he still jumped forward "slap-tap-tap-tap-tap", and the entire blade had turned gray.

Only then did he feel that something was wrong, so he rushed back to the stall with his brown hair and knife, shouting loudly: "Master, please take a look at Chang Gubu, he doesn't look right!"

"Hasebe?" The young god subconsciously asked back, still holding the candy apple reluctantly in his hand.

"Puff-"

The black-haired knife felt his shoulders tilted overwhelmed, and before he had time to react, he heard the sound of crying with joy.

"Lord, it is the Lord who is calling me!"

——Is that just a casual call?The world controlled by the master is really...a height beyond Chang Ren's reach.

Unable to feel Izumi Mamoru's full of complaints, the brown-haired sword thumped, staggered to the ground and stood still, trying to put on a solemn expression.

"Master, I will serve you at any time."

Yiqi looked at him, took out a few boxes of peony cakes from under the booth, and said with a smile: "There is a shortage of manpower, Hasebe-kun really helped me a lot, I will trouble you with these."

——Just, just appeared and will be dismissed? !Is it because he is afraid that he will compete for the Lord's sight? This Zhensihua Taidao is full of malice!

There seemed to be a fire burning in his heart, and Hasebe really wanted to hug his master directly and stay away from these blades fighting for favor.But before he could make a move, Tsurumaru Kuninaga in a doll costume popped up next to him, and enthusiastically suggested, "Why don't we have a competition to see who makes more money tonight?"

"Yes, yes, but there must be a prize, right?" Candlestick cut his chin and thought.

In the next second, everyone's eyes were focused on the young god, whose fiery intensity made it impossible for even the most nervous people to parry.

He raised his head and said blankly, "...candy, candy apples for you?"

——No, this expression is completely about to cry, we don't mean to grab your food!

Fu Sangshen felt their hearts were about to melt, and they didn't dare to look at him anymore, so they gathered in a circle to discuss.But the final result still revolves around him-whoever wins will be eligible for a 24-hour valet.

Too many messy things happened recently, so that the rotation system of the servants that had been set before was also stranded.In fact, all the blades understand that with the strength of their own masters, there is no need for guards at all, so working as a servant is completely a benefit!

To be able to spend 24 hours with that kid, including nights!

Right now, Blade, who is only in the main body state, really wants to protest—it's too unfair, they don't even qualify for the competition!

It's a pity that the puppet gods who had already ignited their fighting spirit didn't have time to talk to them at all. Now they grabbed stacks of boxes and rushed around in all directions.

For a while, the booth became deserted again, and Fujita, who had been watching for a long time, finally couldn't help rubbing his arms.

"These people... feel that in a sense, they are quite scary..."

"Is there? I feel very good. This is what an artifact should look like." Yato sighed melancholy with a pipe in his mouth: "If I can be like Si Kang, then I can do it again." Don't worry about the construction of the shrine, alas, how can the gap between the rich and the poor be so big..."

The soundtrack pretended not to hear the complaint, and ran over to wrap his arms around him affectionately, and said, "Master Yato, let's go outside the door to attract guests, it will be very interesting... no, it will make a lot of money .”

——You have exposed your own thoughts!It's all about watching the excitement!

Fujita, who couldn't see the situation clearly, was still yelling at the side: "Yato-kun, keep this expression, you will definitely become the emperor here tonight!"

——No, you will only be the laughing stock here, right? !

Being carried out by two people, one on the left and the other on the right, he just felt that the whole person was not good, but this kind of kimono with high slits on the top and bottom was too dangerous to struggle, so he gave up on himself, like a dead body Let them drag.

At this time, the Kasuga Festival was already faintly lively. The girls were wearing beautiful kimonos, chatting on twitter, discussing their studies or a certain handsome guy in the class, and they were about to step into the gate.

But at that moment, they seemed to be flashed by something, and they couldn't help raising their heads.

...Wait, what did they see, the beautiful boy group? !

"I, I'm not dreaming..." The girl with ponytails rubbed her eyes, trying to wake herself up.But no matter how hard he tried, the handsome guys in front of him didn't disappear.

They were chatting, but when they found that they were being watched, they all raised their smiling faces and greeted them to sell.

"Hey, my lady, would you like to buy a sweet and sour candy apple, which is very suitable for you." Izumi Mamoru, who is black and straight, has a very old-fashioned handsome look, was the first to launch an offensive, and heartily raised his hand. Sugar apple in hand.

The girls immediately became dizzy, took out their wallets, and rushed forward to buy them: "I want one...no, I want five!"

The atmosphere became hot in an instant. Seeing the strong purchasing power of the girls, the rest of them immediately started selling what they had in hand, not to be outdone.

"Mr. Lian Jian has worked so hard, I can't fall behind!" Encouraging myself, the black-haired Wakizai raised a smile, like a handsome brother next door (enhanced version), and said energetically: "This Cherry Blossom Cake is made in secret, it has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin, and after eating it, it will become more beautiful than the blooming cherry blossoms."

This is true, after all, it is something that contains spiritual power, and it does have the effect of nourishing the body, and it will keep people's cheeks pink for several hours.

Originally, his smile was very lethal, and he gave a piece of it to a girl to eat, and it had an effect on the spot, and it was almost sold out immediately.

Tsurumaru originally thought that the doll costume was very lethal, but he didn't expect to be left out, so he simply took off the hood and shook his hair. Just as he was about to pick up the prepared shortbread and yell twice, he found himself surrounded by the girls. Surrounded.

——Why do you feel that the situation is not right...

It was rare for him to have the emotion of wanting to escape, but he was so surrounded that he couldn't even see a way out.The girls' eyes were shining, and they didn't pay attention to the shortbread in his hand at all. They squeezed forward and held up their mobile phones and said, "Can I take pictures? If you take a photo with us, I will buy all these shortbread!"

"Ah... but, yes..." He put on a smiling face with difficulty, and was caught in the torrent of girls, taking pictures one after another.

Compared with his situation, Wuhu Tui is much happier. He is also surrounded at the moment, but everyone is buying the wagashi in his hand with the attitude of coaxing children and tenderly.

In a thriving scene, there is only one corner exuding a heavy atmosphere.

The brunette held a peony cake with a knife, and kept building his heart—everything was for the Lord!He can do it, he has to work harder than others!

"That, that..." A girl with a high ponytail stepped forward, trying to talk to him.

Hasebe, who hadn't prepared his emotions yet, opened his eyes and yelled reflexively, "What are you going to do!"

Originally, when he wasn't smiling, his expression was very fierce, but now there is still a murderous look in his eyes (?), which made the girl run away in a panic.

"It's scary, I feel like he's so fierce..."

The girls who were still about to move took a few steps back collectively, and after discussing in a low voice, they scattered and went to other people to buy snacks.

The brown-haired man who was left alone knelt on the ground, looking at the untouched peony cake in his hand, wishing to bury himself in it.

——Is he really... such a failure?He can't even do this well, and he always brazenly says that he wants to fulfill his mission...

Just when he fell into self-doubt, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and then a hand handed out a coin, and said in a gentle voice, "Please give me one, do you know if this money is enough?"

He raised his head, and saw a girl in a cherry-colored kimono with a decent smile, but when he was looking at her, he still couldn't help but brush the broken hair by his ear.

She doesn't seem to be as outgoing as she looks.

Before he handed out the peony cake, someone next to him suddenly yelled "Yuyi", the girl straightened up, stretched out her hand to press the hem of the skirt in a breeze, and said with a smile, "Well, I am... May I ask who you are?" ?”

After calling out, the other party seemed to regret it, wishing to dig a hole to hide.The purple-haired boy beside him stretched out his hand mercilessly and pushed it, no matter how he looked at it, he felt a little gloating.

"Fujita-kun, come on, show off the momentum you just had!"

——If possible, he would like to give this set of high slits to the other party as a shirt.What kind of emperor of the night, what kind of sick and delicate boy, play it yourself!

Fujita almost fell to the ground, managed to stand still, and when he looked up, he was only a few centimeters away from the girl in the cherry-colored kimono.He was so nervous that he couldn't even speak, his whole face was flushed red.

——Yes, as long as you say it!

He tried to open his mouth, and stammered, "Yu, Yui, I'm Fujita Fujita who is in your class...that, I want to say, I..."

Just when he was about to die, a gloomy voice suddenly broke in from the side.

"I said, do you want more peony cakes?"

Hasebe maintained a kneeling posture, holding a peony cake, and asked solemnly.