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

"I'm so dirty."

The girl who judged God propped herself up with her skirts scattered, and suddenly said such a sentence calmly, indifferently, and cruelly.

Why me?Why can't it be me?

She suddenly felt aggrieved, the ambiguous traces all over the ambiguous place, bit by bit she picked out blood dripping with her nails.

Is it wrong to be gentle?Isn't it gentle?

"God judge." In the first phase, he placed the early cherry blossoms that had been folded off for her in a vase, and then walked over to tidy up her clothes carefully. "Careful to catch a cold."

Gentleness is actually a kind of arrogance.

The behavior of dedicating everything to others without asking for anything in return puts oneself in a superior position.What's more, she is so docile to everyone, she is defiant at all.

That's why it's like this.

Deep bite marks on the neck, mottled muddy marks on the legs, the girl's body is like a colorful fruit platter, with messy colors.Not only the waist, chest and legs were wantonly bullied, but even the fingertips were not spared, sucked to numbness.So just like this, the destructive elements penetrated deep into the body from the outside, infinitely paralyzing the gradually drying up heart.

The hoarse voice of weeping softly, mixed with a little bit of pain and pleasure, black|emotion spreads like a bewildering.

The first phase turned a blind eye to all this embarrassment.He was extremely respectful, and tied the knot at the waist of the priestess uniform without looking sideways, as if there was the elegant and indifferent incense of Heianjing in every move. "The cherry blossoms this morning are very beautiful, and I have already broken off a branch for the god judge."

He narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "If the judge likes it, that would be great."

"Didn't it mean that as long as I become a gentle person, I will definitely become happy?" At that moment, the judge earnestly grabbed the corner of Yiqiu's clothes and asked in despair.

As ever, the teenage interrogator is sincerely dying, wrongfully indomitable.The difference is that this time, the intensity with which her subordinates seized the first issue was laced with compulsion and destructive emotions.

Gentleness is actually a kind of neglect.

How can I be so blind and sure when I keep thinking that "as long as I treat others with gentleness, there will be no problems"?

The man in military uniform with water-colored hair finally laughed, his honey-colored eyelashes and eyes rippling slightly.He raised his pretty hand, and slowly stroked the soft hair of the god judge, "God judge, you are so cute and silly."

The intimate tone was like a compliment, and the strong light of the spring day drowned out the corners and corners of the first phase, showing a bit of a warm blur. "My brothers and I are able to live without worries in Honmaru now because of the care of the God Judge..."

In the first phase, Yizhen seemed to see through the face of the god-judging person, and saw those coquettish short knives in this pill, and his eyes were more vacant and quiet, as if everything in front of him was nothing but beauty, beauty and withered bones, so the girl god-judging person never thought of avoiding it. The man caressed her hand on the side of her face. "So I'm very glad to have met such a gentle judge."

All her crystal tears were wiped away by him, and then he put his index finger close to his lips, lowered his head, and licked away those tears with the tip of his gentle tongue.

Probably because he noticed the gaze of the judge, Yiqi raised his eyes, smiled slightly, then stared straight at her, and tasted his finger from top to bottom very carefully.The handsome knuckles are smudged by the sun, like fresh milk mixed with a little honey, a little bit of luster, tenderness and warmth.

The judge stared blankly, and suddenly blushed, his ears blushing.

"Phase one...?" she called out softly, like soft ice cream.But it was like waking up from a dream.She awoke from a dark, morbid state of mind she hadn't been aware of, and couldn't remember what she was trying to do.

She only knew that she seemed to be lovingly devouring berries and sour berries, which made her extremely shy and inexplicably scared.

"Phase one..." She wanted to stop it, but she didn't know how to speak, her expression was somewhat bewildered and innocent. "I get it, I won't say things like that in the future. So..."

"I was rude to the judge." Yiqi Yizhen lowered his eyes calmly, retracted his hands as if nothing had happened, and stood there with one hand resting on the handle of the knife and the other relaxing in a posture that was both humble and awe-inspiring. One cannot find fault with anything.

But even though it was a preemptive admission of mistakes and concessions, there was not much apology between the formatted words.However, the judge was still the most shameful person to apologize to her, and immediately panicked. "No, no, I shouldn't have said these things to the first-phase hall in the first place."

She humbled herself as if she was the biggest sinner. "It was my fault."

"Let the first period worry about me."

The girl was so soft that it gave people the illusion that she could eat it, so the Fusangshen wanted to make more progress every time.

And gentleness is a disease that the God-judgment girl has never been able to cure, so the Fusangshen are able to make progress again and again.

In the first phase, she was thinking aimlessly, and her emotionless eyes wandered on her bare|exposed smooth skin.The judge, who was still ignorant just now, immediately clutched his collar tightly, "Well, this is..."

She hurriedly and desperately wanted to explain something, but she couldn't say the next word anyway.

It is true.How to put it, tell the first issue that this was violated by her dearest sword subordinates?Could it be that she is an incompetent judge?

"Don't watch the first episode, okay?"

A second after she finished speaking, she was about to cry again, and her gentle heart felt hot and painful like an allergy.

The face was also eaten with gorgeous brand marks, which were difficult to cover up.Poison bubbles in the ugly old remnants of love.

Although the body has become accustomed to this, in the numbness of love and downfall, she still can't be calm towards the innocent for a period of time, and can only show incomparable shame for her dereliction of duty.

She begged helplessly, shed tears easily, her posture was weak and soft, trying to escape the punishment of shame.

And Yiqi saw that her red-tied eyes were full of reflections, only her helpless but indifferent expression was reflected.

"God judge, didn't you take a look at the body of the sword?"

Yiqi Yizhen picked up the knife, and his fingers in elegant white gloves slowly stroked from the scabbard to the handle, with a soft look in his eyes, as if guessing the famous sharp edge hidden inside.But on the contrary, the arc of the corner of his mouth is unpredictable, and he seems to be infatuated.

The god judge who will silently accompany the knife who is afraid of fire and nightmares all night, and the god judge who will rush to extinguish the candle with his hands without thinking when he sees a burning candle.

"Don't look!" She, whose hands were burned by the flames, stopped talking softly for the first time, but turned around and shouted at them.

Those blazing fires carried too much of their powerlessness and fate, and every time they appeared, they could feel the pain like a needle prick.So let alone get close, she didn't even allow it to be seen by them.

"I won't let you secretly hurt them."

She whispered to herself, but like a little poisonous bee, she stung everyone's heart.It also made the heart fester.

How can there be such a stupid judge, incompetent, useless, and fearless?

This was the first time he saw a human being on fire, instead of avoiding it, he jumped on it instead.

"I can lend the knife to the judge. So please put a smile on my face, okay?"

Very early on, when Fu Sangshen had no dirty and sinister thoughts, the judge who felt that "the famous sword appeared beside me is simply incredible" carefully proposed "I want to touch the famous sword with my own hands." " request.But Fusangshen refused because the sense of the body and the body are connected.

This made her think that her thoughts were too rude, and she looked embarrassed for a long time.

Now, Yiqi Yizhen even more unbelievably offered the body with both hands.

"Eh?"

Full of longing, admiration and unreal mood, she opened her eyes wide, and there were shy dimples on her lips. "May I?"

His hand has slowly touched his knife, and the uncertainty in his tone is getting stronger.

For the god judge, just touching the famous sword with his own hands, he doesn't know what kind of expression the sword with five senses will show.Just because of the memory of being rejected, she was as frightened as a young animal just out of its nest.

"Can I really have a date?" The desire hidden in the slender eyelashes is like a child staring at candy.

Simple, direct, and shy.

Several kinds of intricate but pure emotions dyed her cheeks a subtle color.

Then the finger rests on the knife, just like plums falling on snow, and cinnabar dots on the heart.Everything was silent.

"By the way, if the main body is injured, Fu Sangshen will also be injured." It took a while for the interrogator to react with his eyes open in confusion, "Will the first phase be damaged by me?"

"Of course it doesn't matter."

To him, the fingertips she didn't dare to touch were like a cat's slight scratch.On the contrary, it was the sight of her fragile porcelain neck exposed to the air, which aroused the impulse of the bloodthirsty factor in the sword.

Ah, this is the God Judge.

Even though he is weaker than anyone else, he still cares about everyone all the time.

Don't care about the scars, and don't care about the physical and mental exhaustion.

Inspired by such wonderful feelings, Yiqi Yizhen's face steamed with steam that was hard to dissipate.Sweet eyes seemed to be enjoying themselves, half-closed, trembling.

"It's good for the judge to be happy." In the first issue, a large amount of mist melted in his eyes, and there was a small amount of smile in his words.It seems to be tempting in a low voice, I'm up to you.

Of course, the judges don't dare to judge.The judge will only use her tenderness to make him not like himself.

It's like he would think about not hurting her at first, and then he would think about how to hurt her.

The mere human body is as melancholy and perishable as a flower in a mirror, but it wants to warm the body of steel, so it can't be entangled, entangled, loved, and karma is entangled.

The girl's hand trembled slightly, warm blood dripped from her flawless skin, and the ticking sound was very quiet.

Just as quiet as when she was crying.

Good boy.He sighed with subtle emotions, and the momentary feeling of fullness was immediately overwhelmed by a greater desire.

The author has something to say:

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Enjoy eating_(:зゝ∠)_ (Anyway, if there is no comment, I will starve to death.

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