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

………Is the condition so bad that I need to rely on drugs to maintain it?

Yaken Toshiro pursed his pale thin lips, the spine subconsciously straightened under the white coat, and his purple eyes looked lonely and calm through the thin lenses. "I can't give it to you."

Yaoken clenched the bottle of white pills tightly with his hands, moved his lips, and then slowly paused dryly.

"Sorry. . . . General."

"Why?" On the contrary, the girl who judged God reacted extremely quickly, her eyes were innocent and soft like a lamb, "Why can't you give it to me?"

——"Obviously Candlestick cut also took the medicine from you,"

"Put it in my food."

Tranquilizer?Sleeping pills?Macaine?She lowered her slender and quiet eyelashes, unable to imagine which one of them was in her meal. "Why can't I just give myself medicine?"

It shouldn't be a bad thing to take medicine for yourself, right?

I'm just sick and need medicine.

"?!" Yaken Toshiro clearly felt that his wrist could not help trembling at that moment, and then he felt uncomfortable: only the two of them knew about Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada adding ingredients to the meals. The eternal secret is right.

Even if someone knows, well, it shouldn't be a god judge.

——Perhaps, these self-righteous fusangshen may, have always, always misjudged the judge before. "General." After being speechless for a while, Yao Yan still raised his head.

"The medicine I gave you before, in fact, you took it all at once."

"Your dosage is too high for me to agree to."

Then the dagger knelt down in front of her with one leg, pretending to be submissive and loyal, "Even if you want to punish me, please..."

"Yaoyan...I'm sorry...!" The God-inspector girl immediately apologized to Yaoyan in despair, crying like pearls shimmering and shattering one by one. "But,"

However, I can't sleep at all without taking a lot of sleeping pills!

The prolonged irritability after losing sleep scratched her heart and made her bloody.It hurts so much, it hurts so much... The girl who judged God became nervous, and wailed on the verge of collapse.

"Yaoyan, please, okay?"

…………………………… How did she do it?Still showing a gentle look in front of everyone.

Yaken Toshiro silently thought about this question countless times in his heart.

At that time, "But I seem to have been ill for a while before. Do you know why, Candlestick cut?" The interrogator lowered his head, unable to see her expression clearly, only saw her poking out her bright red tongue and picking it into the spoon. , At the same time, he was asking Candlestick Qie Guangzhong.

At that time, "Okuri still showed that kind of sad expression, didn't he become happy?" "I thought Okuri would like it..." Okuri Jiara suddenly lowered his head, and after struggling again and again Still answered in a low voice, "Okay."

At that time, "Can you protect me?" There's nothing wrong with being liked, right?I'm not wrong to say that, am I?She watched the end of Yamabuki's eyes stained with a thin layer of red, and heard Yamabuki's embarrassing and rapid noise like breathing.

At those times, how did the God-inspector girl still show a docile expression in front of everyone?

Yamato Mamoru Anding turned around, showing a handsome and soft side face, and said in a slow voice. "I want to tell you something you forgot."

"God judge, do you still remember that there is a Fusangshen named Tsurumaru..."

"I remember." She replied suddenly.

crane.pill.country.forever.The tail of the little finger of the God-inspector girl was already trembling.

— She never forgot.

How can forget these?

I can't forget that when I was resisting Huanai, the swords still continued their immoral selfish desires, I couldn't forget that no one reached out to her when I hugged myself and wept at night, and I couldn't forget that all the swords turned a blind eye to her pain and even deepened it.

The restless Datai magic sword, Ishikimaru, was so cunning that he didn't erase her memory at all, but claimed that he had already done it!

The swordsmen all thought that the god judge had forgotten Tsurumaru...but it didn't...

"Please forget about Tsurumaru."

"Please pretend to forget Tsurumaru."

He whispered lightly in her ear, and the transition between words brought out a sense of terrifying tenderness.

Ishikirimaru made such a faithful appearance - he wanted her affection too much.He became a traitor to Honmaru, showing the god judge how cruelly the swords deceived her, and told the god judge that all the gods she respected and loved had betrayed her.

Look, see?

"It's not once or twice to make a decision for her, it's not bad this time, is it, Yingmaru?"

Hell is empty, the devil is on earth.

Why didn't I find out before...?

The sword doesn't need sleep at all—the valet guarding the door has been watching her in the dark all the time. It feels like the eyes of a wolf are licking her body, never letting go.It made the bones tremble.

It was horrible.

How could she have not noticed before, how much greed and ignorance are in their eyes.

How can she bear it?

The girl who judged God couldn't take it anymore, she began to suffer from endless insomnia, and spent every restless and confused night with her eyes open and facing the ceiling.She truly and endlessly missed Tsurumaru and worried about him, but she would not show the slightest in front of Honmaru Tokenfusangami during the day.

In this way, tightly and painfully, he pretended to close his heart.

Bitter tears that almost suffocated her overflowed from her lacrimal glands, and she gasped in embarrassment, unable to speak, there must be something wrong with her.Maybe sick.

Give me the medicine, or let me die.

"Jingsi...Jingsi...Jingsi Jingsi." The girl who judged God collapsed on the ground, repeating her lover's name vaguely, "If you don't come to save me..."

"I'm going to abandon you."

She is so pathetic and so cute.

Dan Dao Yaken silently closed his lavender eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses, feeling himself falling infinitely into the abyss, "General." The feeling of weightlessness paralyzed his usual calm thinking one after another, and the words uttered from his lips Out of control.

"...I'll give you the sleeping pills."

Please continue to live, General.

The author has something to say:

The previous chapters were relatively watery, just to pave the way for this chapter qwq

Live shot medicine he surpasses Su! ! !Too bad I don't know how to write...

Chirp little angels! ! w! !

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