[comprehensive] review face into a mystery

"Initial sword...?" The words were brought out in an ethereal and illusory tone, and the woman, who was neither sad nor happy, asked the fox-like shikigami with words that could hardly be heard in a questioning tone.

"Yes, please choose one of the five." The shikigami who bears the name Foxosuke responded to her.

"..." The woman raised her hand vainly, a small pale and thin wrist was exposed under the wide sleeve. "Then it's him."

She pointed at one of the knives, using personal terms for humans.

"Yambaba Kiri Kunihiro."

Now that she has made a choice, she can inject spiritual power into the body knife to awaken Fu Sangshen in it.

The young man with dazzling blond hair and a delicate face, which was hidden under a white cloth, introduced himself with a tone that concealed his inferiority complex.

"I'm Kiri Kunihiro Yamabashi. You…………………………"

The long silence that followed came from Yamabuchiri's reaction after seeing the face of his own god-inspector.

The long white turban hangs down to her shoulders, and the judge's hair cannot be seen on the part of her neck that is exposed in the air, making it impossible to tell whether she has completely covered her hair with the turban or really has no hair. Naturally, Yamabuchi would not lose his composure in this way, and what is even more unbelievable is that he couldn't see the face of the judge.

Under the white turban is a black mask that covers the entire face, and it is impossible to get a glimpse of her face.

The clothes on her body were ankle-length black one-piece dresses, with a strong sense of abstinence.

Unbelievably, even though he couldn't see the face of the judge, he could clearly feel that his judge was looking at him seriously.

"Yamabugi Kirihiro, let's go." She didn't care about Yamabukiri's gaffe before, she turned around slowly, and a Honmaru appeared in front of them. "Thank you for your previous guidance, Honosuke, that's enough for now."

Due to the special nature of this god judge, Honosuke explained everything to her from the very beginning, from the time-traveling army to the small affairs of the hommaru, she listened quietly , Did not make a sound in the middle, only nodded after Honosuke finished speaking, indicating that he understood.

Foxnosuke's mission had indeed been completed, so he disappeared in place without saying anything.

"Yambaba Kiri Kunihiro..." He walked to the forging room with the only knife currently in the maru, and the judge chewed his name. "It's a little long...can I just call you Kunihiro?"

"...An imitation like me is fine." The voice of the female judge was gentle and soft. She spoke slowly and carefully read his name word by word, which gave him a kind of I am the illusion of being put in my heart.

Yes, this affirmation is just my own illusion.

Today was just the first time they met, and there was no one who cared so much about strangers as soon as they came up.

"Is your thinking really all right?" Her tone remained the same, still calm and gentle, and her pace was not chaotic. "The sound of your words doesn't make me feel your sincerity."

"Is sincerity important?" Yamabuchi pushed back in a cold tone. "After you get a more powerful knife, you will throw my imitation aside? Do you need to care about my thoughts?"

Even though he was so contradicted by his initial knife, the spirit examiner's emotions did not fluctuate at all. She herself was like a lake sealed by thick transparent ice. She could see her at a glance, but she was excited no matter what. Can't afford the slightest disturbance.

"...I tell you now that you probably won't believe me..." She overflowed the words like a sigh. "Then I'll just say this to you."

"Buddha saves all living beings, and all living beings are equal."

In the forging room, the knife blank put into the forging furnace by a small knifesmith has been formed. According to the length and style, it is a short knife.

The smelting of the short knife was completed at an astonishing speed. Soon, a short knife that had already shown its prototype was handed over to the god judge, just waiting for her to wake up the Fusangshen inside.

Before injecting the spiritual power, the God-inspector suddenly raised his head, and Yamabuakiri, who was standing beside her, could feel her eyes sweeping over him for a moment, and when he reflexively wanted to speak, a small short knife came out Faint white light.

"I am Imaken! Yoshitsune's protective sword! How about it, it's very powerful, right!" The energetic, bouncing and proud little tengu said so in front of the judge, before he could confront the judge. The divine man raised a question with a strange appearance, and felt a faint, not greasy fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose.

"Thank you for answering my call, Imaiken." Although the judge was thin, she was quite tall. The woman who was only a little shorter than Yamabagiri bent down and gave Xiaodao a hug.

Imai swallowed the question that came to his throat, and was hugged by the judge obediently.The embrace of a woman is not wide, but it is definitely more than enough to hold him.

"My lord, my lord!" The god judge walked slowly holding the hand of a child-like dagger, the blond Da Dao silently followed behind them, and the lively and active Imaken still couldn't hold back, happily walking in front of him. There was shouting.

"Huh...?" The god judge made a nasal sound, which meant to signal Jinjian to go ahead.

"My lord's hair, is it still there?"

Jinjian thought that the face might touch bad memories of the judge, so he deliberately changed the question, but he obviously didn't expect that this question was essentially the same as the previous question, and it might hurt the judge just as much.

Yamabuchi, who was following behind, frowned tightly, obviously thinking that this question was inappropriate, but Imai had already asked it out, if he deliberately raised it like this, it might hurt the god judge even more... and, even though He wanted to deny it vigorously, but he also inevitably became curious about the judge.

"Hair...? Yes." There seemed to be a bit of a smile in her words, and she sounded a little more human than before. "It's all good, here." With her free hand, she lightly poked the white scarf on her head.

"Yes..." Jin Jian muttered in a low voice. "...Why don't you let it go..."

"Did you say anything, Jinken?" Because Jinjian was talking to himself just now, so the god judge didn't hear what he said specifically. Just as Jinjian was about to speak, Yamabuchi suddenly stepped forward Standing side by side with them, he stood on the right side of the god judge, and he took a careful and covert glance at Jin Jian on the left side of the god judge. Okay, so I swallowed the question again.

"No, it's nothing, my lord!" He raised his head and smiled at the interrogator who couldn't see his face clearly.

"Hmm..." The god judge responded softly, and suddenly turned his face to his initial knife. "That's right... let's be fair."

After Yamabuchi heard what she said, she gently held the hand that was hanging by his side.When the bony hand first touched him, he even thought he was stroking the body knife. It was too cold. Is this really the temperature a human being would have?It was clearly the breeze and warm spring, but she couldn't feel the warmth of spring from her body.

The strength with which she held her own hand was very light, to the extent that she could easily break free with a slight movement.

"That being said...it's just my own opinion." She held Yamabugiri's hand and continued walking with the two fusangshen. "If Kunihiro is not used to it, it doesn't matter if you throw it away."

Having said that, it would be really embarrassing if you really let go.

So Yamabuchi remained silent, but the strength in his hand was slightly increased, so that the hand of the god judge would not slip out of him inadvertently.

"Don't you need me to go with you?" Facing the two fusangshen who were about to go to the first battlefield, the god interrogator asked with a little worry.Hearing her question, Fu Sangshen, one big and one small, looked at each other, and with a rare tacit understanding, they spoke one after the other.

"It's okay, it's okay! My lord, just stay in Honmaru and wait for us to come back! But you have to play with me when I come back!" "...We will be back soon."

"Then, take these with you." The judge stretched out her hands, and out of nowhere, three golden balls appeared in her empty palms. "This is what I just made, and it should be able to protect you a little bit."

In the first battle, it was a very rare thing to bring all special sword outfits into battle. Most of the gods in Honmaru would invest a lot of resources in forging knives at the beginning, and the sword outfits would be temporarily forgotten, but Their god judge is obviously an outlier, if you want to ask why.

"My lord, don't you want to forge a knife again?" When Jin Jian asked the interrogator, the interrogator gently lowered his head and said in a hesitant tone.

"...The prepared resources are all used up by me now..."

Yamabukiri and Imaiken widened their eyes in surprise, and looked at the apprehensive judge who was obviously embarrassed in disbelief.

"...It's quite interesting to make a knife outfit... If you don't pay attention..."

Imaken blinked his eyes a few times, said "wait a minute" to the judge and Yamabukiri, and then gave full play to the high mobility of the short knife, and rushed to the storage room of the knife equipment, and took a look at the warehouse along the way.

After returning, Little Tengu's expression was a little complicated.

"My lord!"

A mass of childish daggers became more serious than ever.

"……Um?"

"Don't worry! Yamabukiri and I will definitely bring back new companions!"

"Ah."

"So, my lord, don't make the knife outfit by yourself for the time being while we are out, is that okay?"

"……………………Um."

After getting the hesitant but still promised promise from the God-inspector, Kodanagi smiled happily and started teleporting with the taciturn Yamabagiri.

After confirming that the figure of the god judge was no longer there, Yamabagiri cast a questioning gaze on Imaiken.

"The knife equipment made by the lord has already filled the storage room."

"But it's all intermediate and advanced."

"so……"

Looking at the three golden saber outfits equipped by him, one big and one small suddenly felt heavy.