[Sword Ranbu] The Inquisitor on the Tip of the Tongue

The girl in the snow-white blouse and scarlet hakama, the sacrificial attire squatted on the ground, her waist line was clear.The white sandalwood paper bundles of hair have long been scattered.At this moment, she was holding a branch and fiddled with something on the ground, besides were discarded foot bags and clogs with bells on them.

Occasionally, she will show a gentle smile towards the horizon where the sun is shining and cannot be seen clearly.

"Come to me—"

The ends of mustache-cut hair are full of graceful and noble hazelnut gold, just like Ferrero wrapped in golden tinfoil, the taste is silky and mellow, and the price is not cheap.

It seems to be implying that the price paid for controlling "Genji's Great Treasure" is not small.

Hearing the ambiguous call like teasing a pet, the god-inspector turned his head and ran over barefoot. The feet covered with dust and flowers were as beautiful and fragile as dew.

"Mustache cut."

She lay in his arms, and there was a bit of shy and wonderful color on her slowly blooming cheeks.

"Good boy." Mustache's dark golden eyes were full of tides, but there was also honey that had been brewed for many years, which was astonishingly clear and bright.Because of the well-behaved response from the judge, he narrowed his eyes and showed a slightly pleased expression.The eyeliner, which is thick and black, flutters at the tail, showing a well-drawn beauty, which is a soft and beautiful iris perched.

He then kissed the hair of the god judge, the ultimate but cold tenderness was natural, but at the same time mixed with an unconscious blade.

Or in other words, deliberate excessive coercion.

"Then," the breath belonging to an adult man surrounds the girl's body, following the slightly shy growth curve downwards, the aroma of nuts, biscuits, and chocolate are all fused together.

It is said that Ferrero's production is covered with chocolate chips and nuts on the outer layer, and the inner layer is wafer, soft chocolate and a whole hazelnut.The high-calorie chocolate captures the girl's freedom in a sweet and irresistible gesture.

"Does the judge want to reward or punish?" The soft and slow voice was thinking about something, and because of its melodious tone, it could even be regarded as weak and harmless.

Today's key words are rewards and punishments.

"But—no matter what I choose, the result is the same, isn't it?"

A girl with bright eyes does not linger on false choices, and besides, she doesn't even have the qualifications to deceive herself.

The extremely stupid "God Judge" actually released such fierce beasts. After that, everything is at your own risk.

What a cruel and heavy word for a beautiful girl who is like a newborn lamb.This caused her voice to tremble uncontrollably and hoarse.

Because everything is what you want, Hishikiri.

"That's true." The blond Fusangshen thought for less than a millisecond before answering without hesitation.During this period, there was only a little elegant smile and lingering affection on his face, like a ray of honey mixed with water.

He turned sideways, lightly put his palm on his right heart, paused, and nodded reservedly. "I am willing to serve you." But it was a tone without any sincerity.

The precious sword has no sense of loyalty: "Are you the master of this generation?"

And the judge who can't really be seen in the eyes is sadly self-righteous.When they first met, they were completely defenseless against the murderer.She sighed softly, and smiled slightly, "Having, is really a very happy thing."

The beauty she showed to Hikiri at that time was a sin in itself.

"Oh? Is that so?—It seems interesting." Token Fusangshin, who was a dead thing in the past and possessed a human body for the first time, has "curiosity" about everything.

Each piece of Ferrero chocolate has 70 calories.

The noble Ferrero, the lonely Ferrero, fattened the maiden fatally.

Excessive sweetness, under the skin, in the blood vessels, crawls like tarsal maggots, pours into the body, and invades shamelessly.

The brain was dizzy, trembling, and warning.

But the girl still gave the sinner a smile as always, and the jerky eyebrows and eyes were full of autumn-like richness and beauty. "Every time I feel that I can be recognized by the famous sword in the history books,"

"It's simply unimaginable."

"I think it's incredible that we met."

A girl like a soft puff, filled with cream, a sin of nothing.

Talking innocently, stretching his head and neck innocently, and blinking his eyes, his cute expression makes people laugh.

Is this posture seductive?

Mustache didn't know what kind of expression he had now, he licked his lips subconsciously, and there was a weng sound like the hissing of a snake from under his gorgeous skin.

After so many teasing and provocations, I have almost reached the limit of my patience.

"Please let me go." It was just a moment of absence, and the judge was grabbed by the wrist and leaned back.

The girl looked sideways, and saw the more sharp-featured Kewan, who pursed his lips and seemed awkward for some unknown reason.

The hair that covered half of the face was light turquoise, like mint soda, evaporated into strings of refreshing and light air bubbles.A man with thin green is a beauty that is still thin and fleeting like spring green.

His mouth is open, and the over-sharp canine teeth are a symbol of being able to pierce the owner at any time.

"God judge, you can't monopolize your brother."

The reputation of "Genji's Great Treasure" must not be tarnished in any way.

Kagemaru was very dissatisfied, and the strength of his subordinates was also deliberately increased, which caused the girl to secrete physiological tears.The girl who judged God, her tears were as full and soft as pearls, and the corners overflowed with traces of spring water, "Promise me, don't always pester my brother, okay?"

So, after the taste of mint is exhausted, it is rich matcha, and it is the most greasy matcha mousse.Thick and thick green, with unknown depth of depression, bitter and fragrant.

In the sight of Sakura whirling, the God Judge saw Kemaru wipe away her tears bit by bit.The slender eyelashes are light and clear, with the ends curled up. Because of the topic at the moment, there is a sense of oppression between the eyebrows of the knee ball.

"Who is it that wants to monopolize it...brother?" Hidekiri pulled the other wrist.His harmless and gentle face was cast with a light shadow, and his words were as ambiguous as ever.

"Jealousy can turn people into ghosts..."

"Brother?" Facing Higakiri, Kemaru could easily lose his composure, and he shouted urgently, "Such an incompetent and weak judge will damage my reputation!"

The ferocious eyebrows set off the beautiful and thin hair color, and the unscrupulous sparks born from the thrilling impact devoured all reason.A restless knife, besides the pain, always makes people feel a different kind of hesitation.

His whole body was tense while holding the knife, obviously he couldn't bear it any longer. "The Genji brothers, the Genji brothers...!"

Is it not allowed to get involved?

The girl lowered her eyebrows excessively.

"...It hurts so much." She wanted to show her strength as much as possible, but the tears condensed by the moonlight fell one after another, "It's not because of sadness," at this time, she still wanted Try to comfort each other.

The broken beauty on the ground.

"I just feel that after I said that to Hikakiri just now, I was completely denied by Keimaru." The girl was caught with her hands, and she couldn't even wipe her tears with her water sleeve.

She could only rest her head on Kagemaru's shoulder, letting the soft tears soak it slowly, "I am so unwilling."

The water pump made unwillingly sucked out the tears from the girl's body.

Brother Fu Sangshen was stunned, and the dark aura on them disappeared like a child in panic.

The most feared thing about the cold sword is the girl.

Will be at a loss, will avoid its edge, will be overshadowed.

Then, "I lied to you—" As if she had finally made enough preparations, the girl who judged God raised her head, she couldn't tell whether it was a crying or a laughing expression, but her eyes were still bright and unaware, sunshine and morning dew. breath.

She never knew that crying was useless.

"Hidekiri's lips are like cherry blossoms, making people want to kiss them," the girl thought for a while, and said suddenly, "Kemararu's eyebrows are like blades, easy to scratch people." At the same time, she stretched out her hand After a gesture, the unstoppable straight line was formed under her pale pink fingertips, but it seemed that a butterfly would stop on it with pity.

"This is what I think of you."

The judge worked hard for a long time, and finally freed his hand from Fu Sangshen's imprisonment, then stood on tiptoe, and slowly stroked his mustache-cut blond hair back and forth in a way to appease a small animal.

"If everyone is together, there will be no sadness."

Facing Fu Sangshen's inexplicable sneer, the girl blinked her eyes, letting the last remaining liquid in her eye sockets disappear, pure and innocent, "The secret recipe for everyone's happiness, isn't it?"

Hidekiri bent down, obediently accepted the gift from the girl, and then suddenly his smile became a little subtle.

"Then will you bear the price of making everyone happy?"

Then, from the sight of the God-inspector, Mustache saw that honey had precipitated out of his eyes, which were sticky and rotted to the bone, crawling close to the ground like a poisonous snake.Ingesting the rosy lips of the God-inspector, caressing her skirt, and undoing the shackles.

He realized that the wound soaked in the rainy season for many years finally began to tingle and rot, and was truly infected with a terrible virus of unknown origin.

very hungry.

The author has something to say:

A new pit to lick in a bad mood, maybe aunt is sweet?Anyway, the plot is sweet and sour.The author is an incompetent senior high school dog, the master updated "Honmaru Questions" quq This article is ready to write depending on the mood w

No hand speed, no manuscript, no outline, but the author is idiot shameless (. If you like it, let's play together w

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It would not be said that this article was originally written for B (driving) female (car).

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