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

Umaru Tomosari knew that it was him who made everything tend to this irreversible state.

He harbors sin.

But he also knew that even if it wasn't for him, there would be another Yingwan, the next Yingwan, who would do this kind of thing: would it be a one-stage one strike, would it be the retreat of the five tigers, or would it be Qingguang in California? ...

It would be better for me to be the first to bite the lamb's throat.

The girl judge always confides that Yingwan is obviously a warbler in late spring, but Kiss is very snake-like, without lips.At that time, he kissed her deeply from top to bottom, deep and shallow, like a cold and charming snake without joints, whose body coiled into any shape and entangled itself.

The spring-green hair contained wavy arcs, and there were a few gleams of water in his eyes that were almost magical. The secret and unspoken mood was a shameful but provocative mark.

Like a fable about the farmer and the snake.

But I am a warbler, and mustache is a snake.He continued to kiss her lips, her hands, her feet.Through the skin, it seemed to be deeply burned into her bones, and she refused to give in.

The wild horses run wild, and the wolves share the food.Her bare, white back surged like a whale's back, and when she was tortured to the extreme by lust, she tensed to the full bow.

Before that, she kept herself clean; after that, there was nothing she could do.

"Why...?" The female interrogator who could be suppressed by him without any effort asked him with a wry smile, the corners of her eyes were red.Ying Wan couldn't help recalling it in her mind.

Those rumors about the Dark Honmaru that circulated among the young god-inspectors.

It made Yingmaru the most funny.

To blacken Fusangshen doesn't necessarily mean abusing them, hurting them, or humiliating them. This is a kind of frivolous situation that can be formed if the judges don't handle it properly, isn't it?

After all, it is actually some swords that have no hearts.

The extreme hunger is derived from the extreme desire to judge the mind.From the mouth, tongue, esophagus, to the stomach, they are all expressing the desire to eat something precious.Red grape-colored eyes, creamy skin, well-shaped collarbone, and a girl exuding a sweet scent, all these make a strong appetite surge like a tide.In the afternoon sunlight, Yingmaru was sitting on the cushion, drinking tea, talking and laughing.Occasionally, I saw her smiling face through the gap between Awataguchi's daggers.

Tsurumaru is keen to play pranks on her, Hasebe faithfully fulfills her orders, Candlestick Kiri takes good care of the housework for her, and Kokomaru asks her to take care of her gentle hair...

The Fusangshen, who pretended to be out of their hearts, expressed their affection for her one after another.

Perhaps, as Hikiri said, everyone is subconsciously yearning for spiritual power that has the same origin as the body.

He never fights or grabs.I never thought of possessing a god judge in the past.

The indifferent spring bird is carefully concealing his mind.

As long as the judge can show a smile is enough.

As long as the judge can show a smile is enough.

It's just that jealousy and competition, as catalysts, strongly fueled this qualitative change.The chrysalis cocoon, full of possessiveness, comparison, and emotional illusions, is nurtured by rich venom and transforms into a butterfly-like jealousy.

What makes me beautiful? Theenvy.

Now Yingmaru is convinced that she is becoming more and more beautiful, being nourished and watered, and is blooming a bloody and tender flower.

"I will definitely let Yingwan and Dabaoping live together as soon as possible." The god-judgment girl gathered the sleeves of her clothes, sat down beside him shyly, and said with a little embarrassment.

Only then did he notice that the cheeks of the girl who was being held in the center of the honmaru and loved by the gods were rosy.

Unsuspecting, unaware, unsuspecting...

No one thought that the reason for the worsening of the situation was that Tsurumaru accidentally said "What? Are you writing a love letter?" The girl blushed and made a gesture to hit Tsurumaru but did not deny it.

boom.boom.boom.The sound of ants exploding their guts on a scorching pot.

"It's my lover in this world."

a bolt from the blue.The dagger who was nestling in her arms with the size of a child couldn't bear the blow and screamed——

Shouldn't this story be about the rosy love affair between the sword and the girl?She, how could she have a lover?

Then came the mess, the mess.Jealousy drives those fusangshen crazy.

Arranged by elders?no.titular lover?no.The other party is ugly, but actually has bad habits and doesn't really love you at all?

"If you slander him any more, I'll be angry!" The way she pretended to be angry and puffed up her cheeks is cute, but this relationship doesn't look so cute in comparison.

You are just being deceived by the dog-like appearance of those men outside, and we need to check it out.Said the swords kindly.

"But I was with him before I became a god judge." The sweet god judge girl, her petite lips seemed to be dipped in honey, and warm and fragrant blood flowed under her thin skin.

She didn't intend to show off, but the sweet poison had already penetrated into the bone marrow.

——Ah, the sword men are all a bunch of idiots, right?

Speaking of which, she had only been employed for one year, so what kind of confidence made them think she was the most special?The fusangshen, who were spoiled too much by the judges, suddenly realized this.

"Da Baoping, he still cares too much about the title of Five Swords in the World."

"Da Baoping, he will be very happy about it."

"Of course I was thinking that Da Baoping is also acting stupid today..."

Yingmaru drank the tea with the tea stem upside down alone.

The girl who was busy appeasing Honmaru had no time to reply, and the time spent chatting with him was filled with dust.Fu Sangshen, who likes to wait and watch, talks to himself unconsciously, and the topic can only infinitely return to Da Baoping mentioned last time.

Dabaoping Dabaoping Dabaoping Dabaoping... So, at that time, "Dabaoping" seemed to be a substitute for the word "jealousy" that he taboo mentioned.

Big bag flat.

For the love affair of a god judge in this world, the swordsmen were shocked, commotioned, struggled, understood, and calmed down. This is the bottom line that Hanamaru should have.

So——they all wanted to fall and defect.

Do you feel that it is completely unreasonable and unreasonable logical thinking?Ha ha--

But, that was indeed their last concession, giving her a chance to leave them.Even if it's a bittersweet drama full of calculations, exploitation, and rancidity.

One night when those swords rebelled and were about to leave, she cried and begged them to stay.

So you can't blame them for what they did afterwards.

The Fusangshen returned to her side from time to time, and Honmaru continued to perform the cheerful daily plot, as if nothing had happened and everything was the same as before.

If she doesn't punish her, she will never understand how wrong it is for a woman to pay so much attention to men.Similar thoughts only pop up occasionally.

The author has something to say:

Who said aunts have to be single? (what are you talking about single dog)

Because it is a short story, I want to quickly write the following plot! !Just thinking about it makes me subtly excited!

At first I thought about writing a sweet article and chose the "easy" category [erha], I am guilty, so,

I can still be more sloppy! (you go

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