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Chapter 12

The spring is infinitely good, and the god judge's birthday is approaching. All the swords in the Honmaru are ready to move, and the whole Honmaru is shrouded in an impetuous atmosphere.

After a private discussion, the men with swords decided to hold a celebration banquet for the god judge.Of course, this matter will be kept secret from the judge beforehand.

The blades in charge are Hasebe, Candlestick, Mitsutada, and Kohumaru.

The judge still slept until she woke up naturally that day. To be precise, since she decided to reduce the number of battles, she rarely got up before nine o'clock.

The person guarding the door was Yaki Hasebe. After obtaining consent, he opened the door of the inner room: "Master, good morning! You have slept until this hour again. It is not good to stay up late."

The judge of the gods simply combed the long hair curled up while sleeping behind his back with his hands, his face was still tired and his eyes were squinted into two, and it took him a long time to reply: "As long as you don't line up, you will always live well." Very lazy. It seems that I should consider restoring the previous combat intensity."

"It's fine in moderation, your body is the first priority." Cutting Hasebe replied, and took out a set of shirt and trousers from the closet and handed it to the examiner.

The judge took the clothes, clenched his fists like a child and rubbed his eyes, and Hasebe's breath was stagnant, but he quickly left the room wisely under the displeased eyes of the judge.

The judge went to the outer room after changing his clothes.The weather at the end of April was already a bit hot, and Hasebe chose a shirt with half sleeves for her.

Yaki Hasebe was still thinking about the banquet, but all his thoughts surfaced on his face, and his smirk was a little funny.Hearing the judge came out, he immediately restrained his expression, respectful as usual: "Master, breakfast is ready."

He was wearing a suit that resembled a priest's attire, a Western-style suit that somehow matched the clothes of a god-inspector.

"What were you smirking just now?" the interrogator asked, "It's useless to hide, I saw it."

Hasebe, who was pressed and cut, didn't know how to answer for a while. Although everyone didn't ask him to keep his mouth shut, he hoped that the banquet in the evening could surprise the judges.

"Ah...no, it's nothing, Lord! Just, I think you should dress more solemnly today, but I chose such an ordinary outfit for you." He blinked guiltyly and turned his head away to look at Shenshen the viewer's line of sight.

The judge raised his eyebrows: "Why do you have to dress more grandly?"

"Uh...Because you usually wear plain clothes, you think you should... try a different style once in a while." Hasebe tried hard to quibble.

"If you think I'm ugly, just tell me." The judge frowned displeasedly and looked at him, "As the master of Honmaru, wearing sportswear or a T-shirt is too unreasonable. The clothes you wear are pretty good, and they are easy to move around.”

Yaki Hasebe panicked and knelt down in front of the judge, with a solemn and humble tone that was afraid of being abandoned: "Master! I made a slip of the tongue! I didn't mean to offend you, please punish me. I press cut Hasebe willing to accept any punishment!"

"Oh?" The judge raised his brows and folded his arms, looking a bit stern, but he spoke very seriously, "Then I want you to masturbate for me?"

Hasebe was taken aback for a moment, and looked up at his master in surprise, not knowing how to answer.

The judge casually smiled and leaned over to help him up: "Okay, I'm just joking. If you don't want to see me wearing a shirt or bathrobe every day, you can change some clothes occasionally."

Her tone didn't sound like she was joking at all.

Since the interrogator had a conversation with Mikazuki Zongjin, the servants have been changing frequently for more than a month, and Yakiri Hasebe and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada didn't even have a chance to ask her why her wound healed too quickly.

And because the judges have been exposing their own swords and swords for more than a month, the men gradually began to like making such "serious jokes".

The judge finished his breakfast under Hasebe's stupefied expression, and then went back to his room and changed his clothes.

When she was about to go out to ask everyone to guide her, Yaqie Hasebu stopped her: "Master, I have accumulated a lot of official affairs in the past few days. It's better for you to finish it first, and it's not too late to see everyone in the evening." Those were all the jobs that he and Candlestick cut secretly "saved" from the official files of the God Inspector.

The judge was originally not used to the current attire, but he really should deal with official business first, and he thought it would be troublesome to change it at night, so he sat in the leather chair to work angrily and helplessly.

At 06:30 in the evening, Yaki Hasebe finally slowly checked the documents processed by the interrogator and agreed to let her go out.

The judge stood up and glanced at him angrily.The latter smiled like a gentleman, enjoying the childishness of his master in front of him.

The god judge left the room, and under the leadership of Yaki Hasebe, he crossed the quiet and unnatural corridor all the way, and when he came a long way, he saw the brightly lit hall.

As soon as he entered the main hall, the sound of crackling gun salutes sounded in front of him, and the startled judge fell back a step, and was supported by the shoulder by Hasebe behind him.

"Yo! Are you scared?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked her curiously while holding a salute, and a bunch of short knives on the side also stared at her.

The judge looked at them pretending to be displeased, but his eyes were doting: "I was scared, it seems that my practice is not enough."

She glanced at the hall full of banquets and some of the men with swords and swords who were already seated, and asked, "What's going on today, it seems to be very lively?"

"It's a birthday party for you." Tsurumaru Kuninaga replied.

"You are beautiful today." The gentleman praised without hesitation.

At noon, the judge changed into a set of dark modern Hanfu. The fluffy skirt was covered with green bamboo with ink patterns, which swayed with every step, as elegant and chic as the wind passing through the bamboo forest.The long hair was tied in a bun at the back of the head, revealing the slender swan neck, with the unique femininity of a woman.Appropriate makeup was applied on the face, which further brought out the cold and dusty temperament of the judge, and the beauty of the eyes was eclipsed by the world.

Elegant like the breeze in the forest, deep like the sky in the dark night, with undeniable solemnity and majesty in the cold, quiet and beautiful like an ink painting.

"Thank you." The judge smiled and bowed his head as a salute, and sat down at the seat prepared for him.Sitting in the nearest positions on the left and right hands are Xiaohumaru and Mikazuki Munekin respectively, and it feels similar to the last banquet.

"Oh, my master is dressed very grandly today." Mikazuki Zongjin said with a smile, and turned to look at Hasebe, who was next to him, "It seems that Your Excellency Hasebe has completed his task very well. "

"Thanks to the approval, I just did my job." Yakiri Hasebe said, and then looked at Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada who was opposite him, "I should be most grateful to Candlestick Kiri for preparing such a sumptuous banquet for everyone .”

"It's thanks to everyone who helped cook together. I can't do so much by myself." Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada replied with a smile.

The gaze of the god judge went from Mikazuki Zongjin to Hasebe, and then from Hasebe to Mitsutada Candlestick. After half a circle, he habitually continued to look to the right, and met Xiaohumaru and looked at himself. gaze.

There was a little grievance in that gaze, but more of the wildness and concentration of a beast staring at its prey, as if it was going to eat her.

The judge silently looked away, and made a ritual speech: "Thank you for preparing this birthday party for me. It's really unexpected. I know that you may not like my unnutritious official speech every time." ', so I took this opportunity to say one thing concisely—from the day after tomorrow, we will increase the number of battles, and we can no longer be so idle. I will give you a buffer of one day."

"Huh? It's about to start again..." There was a little short knife who expressed his thoughts straightforwardly, but the judge didn't say much, and let the men with swords start discussing.

The birthday party was worthy of being a birthday party, and the dishes prepared were all the favorites of the god-judging person. Candlestick Che even wisely did not pour wine for the god-judging person, but prepared her favorite carbonated drink - Coke.

Although it doesn't match her usual serious aura, it is indeed her favorite.It is also something that is always forbidden by Hasebe and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada because it is not good for the body.As for coffee, which is also bad for health, because the inquisitor likes to drink it to refresh himself when dealing with official duties, there is really no other way but to let her ignore it.

When it comes to holding a banquet, the happiest ones are the short swords and Jiro Taidao. Of course, the latter is happy because there is wine to drink.

The god judge watched the swordsmen start fighting for wine, and after a while, Jiro Tachi had lifted his hem and stepped on the small table in front of him, intending to pour wine for Taro Tachi on the opposite side.

After drinking for three rounds, the swordsmen began to drink to their heart's content. The judge had already guessed that they would just drink, punch and play games for the rest of the time. He felt that he had nothing to do, so he quietly left the table.

She came to the courtyard not far away, and the late cherry blossoms blooming by the pond were painted a warm yellow color by the bright lights in the hall, emitting a faint gleam.And behind her, a tail followed as she expected.

The god judge turned around, and Xiaohuwan was standing under a bunch of branches, the pink petals in his hair looked a little out of place.

"Master...I'm very sorry for doing something beyond the rules to you that day, but please don't alienate the little fox. You know that the rabbit will die if it is too lonely. It is a great torment for me to be ignored by you " Xiaohuwan looked down at the judge, and frowned aggrievedly.

"I'm also sorry for saying such harsh words, but I don't think there is anything inappropriate about my actions." The judge said, gathering up his thin coat, "Can you make it so that you don't behave in the same way again? "

"I..." Xiaohuwan hesitated for a moment, and just this moment of hesitation made the examiner sigh helplessly.

"I already know that you don't want to make unsure promises." The judge said.

"I also understand that you are a bloody and dangerous fox."