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

It is rain.The cold pearls and jade hit the Wuwa, tick-tock, and the gorgeous scabbard seemed to be covered with very feminine and light moisture.

In Honmaru, where the god judge has not yet taken office, there is a long and lingering rain, the blue-gray sky wrings out a handful of sour water, and the vermilion wood in the Lengji Shrine emits a drowsy musty smell.He is waiting for the arrival of the new god judge together with the other four initial knives.

At the same time, she was walking up the moss-stained stone steps step by step, the sound of clogs under her feet was sparse, and she was very careful not to break the water.Tap, tap, tap, one after another slowly and silently, so it took a long time to see the figure.

After entering the eaves, the immature girl first put away the water-red umbrella, and then carefully arranged her long hair that had been drenched in the rain, as if she was embarrassed by her embarrassment.At this time Foxnosuke was already shaking his big soft tail and approached, and the abundant spiritual power of the God Judge made him very happy, so the tone sticking to the corners of his lips was sweeter than cotton candy, "Master God Judge, welcome to Honmaru."

"The government is very grateful to be able to appoint such an excellent person as Lord God Judge."

On the first day, this God-inspector lord came here wearing the government-distributed God-inspector costume seriously, instead of wearing private clothes like other God-inspectors.

Foxosuke thought, bowed respectfully, and chose the most respectful statement, even though it is the same for every god judge.

However, it was the suffix "adult" that easily made her feel at a loss.Her eyes were timid, and there was a sense of being manipulated by others.

"Mr. Foxnosuke, although I'm not as powerful as other god judges, I will work hard for the government."

She said this, as if there was a bright sunshine ahead, with responsibilities and dreams.

"Ah, such a determination surprised me." Fox Nosuke sighed inexplicably in an instant.

——This teenage girl is soft and submissive in nature compared to other god-inspectors with distinctive personalities and self-reliance.

Foxnosuke knew that he only needed to understand this.

So the contempt in the emotion is perfectly hidden in the end of the sentence, "God judge, then choose the initial knife first."

So he and the other four initial knives were waiting for her to choose, like items of the same price in a shop window.

"He will be your good helper in the early stage..." Fox Noosuke took advantage of the expected few seconds of hesitation when the other party was thinking about the choice-the content was to add chips to it, and the demeanor was used to persuade.

How seductive the tone is when he deliberately explains more.

The girl raised her hand and opened her mouth obediently, as if she knew it in her heart, "I..."

Is it California Qingguang?Is it Kasen Kanesada?Yamabashi Kirihiro?Bee must congratulate Huche?Mutsu's good luck?

For a moment, the sound of the rain overshadowed the girl's voice, and the whole world seemed to be left with only the sound of shattering.He moved his eyes away for a moment, choosing to listen to those voices intently.

Then when he came back to his senses, he found that he had already responded to her, which was irreversible.

"I, Kiyomitsu, California. A child of the lower reaches of the river, a son of Kawara.

Although it is difficult to get started, its performance is second to none. Those who use me frequently and will love me and decorate me are welcome. "

All the tiny thoughts were incorporated into the light and bright red eyebrows, and California Qingguang appeared at the door wearing a beautiful human skin.

Just like her, she was slightly wet by the water.

why?

"No... no, how can someone like me choose Fusangshen-sama? I should be the one chosen."

Just a moment ago, her eyebrows and eyes were so lingering and soft, with hair and eyelashes hung with strings of transparent beads, and there was a sense of confusion and melancholy in the drizzle.

The next moment, California Qingguang's body groaned uncontrollably.

why?

It was just that when he heard those voices, he suddenly felt some inexplicable warmth and emotion—like the emotions accumulated by countless "California Clear Lights".

They're saying, it's her, it's her.

It can only be her.

Her wet slightly messy hair, her bright rose-red eyes, her bright red sour lips, and the scent of roses on her skin, it's her, it's her.

But who is she?I don't have any feelings for her.California Qingguang was still thinking about this strange question a second before he laughed and begged for love.

"Did you choose me?" California Qingguang saw the setting sun burning her face, and some gentle outlines emerged.In order to conceal her impatience, she said slowly, slowly, "Can I be liked by you?"

Immediately afterwards, uneasy emotions submerged and flickered in her eyes.

The girl looked into Qing Guang's eyes, unwilling to miss the slightest change in it.Just like a believer repeatedly affirms that "heaven exists" before returning to the embrace of the Lord, she is affirming that "gentleness is valuable".

There must be nothing wrong with her beliefs.

"The God Judge is so gentle..."

Of course you can win the love of the sword.

Of course it can be supported by everyone.

Fox Nosuke took the lead in sweetly consoling.

Listen, what kind of "fate" and "love" is this story of a girl's tenderness touched by a cold sword with a human body——

But then she is a "God Judge", just a "God Judge".

But then she is a "girl", just a "girl".

Some formatted vocabulary.

So is she any different for "California Clear Light"?Does California Qingguang have to be different for her?

California Qingguang himself didn't know why, but at that moment, he was hit by a heavy and sudden disappointment.

Then he smiled indifferently, "That gentle judge must love me well."

——"That, that, can I call you 'Qing Guang'?"

Clearly feeling that his actions were transgressive, the well-behaved and beautiful judge couldn't help biting his lower lip and paused.He lifted it up secretly and glanced at him cautiously, then lowered it down again, twisting the corner of his clothes...

"Of course, yes~" California Qingguang propped his face with one hand, deliberately elongated the tone and acted coquettishly, with a little beauty mark because of his smile, he looked even more charming and seductive. "The whole handful of the lovely Qing Guang belong to the God Judge."

"Being called out by name tenderly is even more desirable."

There is a nihilistic smile on the thin slightly turned lips, California Qingguang wantonly shows the slender white and tender fingers and the bright red fingernails, the half-closed eyes are rippling, bewildered like yearning for love.

She should be different obviously, but she is like every ordinary judge, like every ordinary girl.

Worried about calling his name.

Full of joy for him.

"Clear, light."

At first, the soft and sweet voice, the soufflé-like name, accidentally overflowed, and she immediately realized that her tone was a little sweeter, so she changed her tone.

"Qingguang." When she called out for the second time, her slender eyelashes were quietly drooping, and black hair was scattered on her soft neck. It was as cool and sweet as cold tea, mixed with sadness, and delicate and lingering.

"Qing, Guang?"

After deciding for a long time, she finally split him into several warm pronunciations, which were scattered in the sun, like a spring breeze.

"Clear light. Clear light. Clear light."

Qingguang is her first knife.

She is so sweet and satisfied, as if her whole world is only "Qing Guang".

She secretly said, "If I am gentle, I will have the qualifications to expect happiness."

Under her ingratiating in every possible way, California Qingguang clearly felt that his soul was being gradually torn apart by "California Qingguang" and her "Qingguang".

But in this world, there is no Honmaru with only one sword, and there is no judge of God with only one sword.

"Let me go out and try for the first time." The slender and beautiful boy held the handle of the knife and paused for a second in an unclear tone.

So the girl who judged God was surprised to see that, in just ten minutes of back and forth, the glamorous famous knife quickly became dilapidated, cracked, and damaged.Viper-like cracks and gaps were all over the blade, and Fu Sangshen was tortured, the tiny wounds swallowed his whole body, and the pain filled his hands.

But Qing Guang seemed to be watching himself coldly on purpose, his slightly sarcastic and indifferent eyes, beautiful and alienated eyes, were like a toon flower suffering from the cold, and the shadow of the moon was shattered, as if to kill himself.

Qingguang, you look like you're going to crumble.She should have spoken, but she couldn't make any sound.

Feeling suffocated, feeling unable to think.

She panicked and grabbed his hand instinctively, "Don't break it."

There was no time to think, but her brain was running wildly, forgetting the existence of Honosuke, she picked up "California Qingguang" and scratched it on her arm almost paranoidly. "...Qing Guang, if you have spiritual power, you will be fine."

The blood full of spiritual power merged into a pool on the ground, and crawled all over the ground like a snake.She is still greedy.

"The arterial blood in the neck can also give you."

When she had nothing, it seemed that her whole life was only the spiritual power cherished by the government, which was her selling price.

But now she said, here you are.Qingguang, I will give it all to you.

The author has something to say:

I, I actually rewrote a chapter! QQ

It is always difficult to write the taste in my heart

Alas, it’s just, how can I be willing to let me who is not good enough stay by your side?

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