[comprehensive] review face into a mystery

"The Osaka battlefield has also been conquered...?" When Yamabagiri, the team leader, reported this to the god judge, the voice of this god judge who was not very concerned was also tinged with a touch of surprise. . "It's so fast..."

"This is the dagger we brought back." Handing the dagger brought back from Wangdian to the God Judge, she drew the dagger out of its sheath, and was about to inject spiritual power into the dagger, which was much thicker than ordinary daggers , noticed a little damage on it, paused slightly, and put the knife back into the sheath.Yamabuchi saw this in his eyes, but he didn't ask, as long as he understood that his master had his own considerations, he believed so.

In the process of quickly conquering the battlefield, they also have new companions. One is Kazuo Kiyomitsu, Kazuo Kiyomitsu, a former companion of Kawataguchi, and the other is Awataguchi's Wakisashi Natsuo Toshiro. Quietly supported by the judge.

"This time I'm honored..." said the judge, and glanced outside. "Sure enough, it's Hotaru." Noticing that the interrogator's face was facing her, Sakura Fukiyuki's small Otachi smiled happily at her.

In fact, since Hotaru quickly gained a foothold in the first echelon, the other members have fallen into a very embarrassing state-there is no reputation at all. Originally, Odachi has the advantages of high attack power and wide attack range , but their low mobility has always been their biggest drawback. However, on the first day of Hotaru's arrival, six golden special sword outfits were rubbed out for the god judge, and then the god judge rewarded this great hero. He directly asked him to choose the saber outfit by himself, and he also unceremoniously simply took away two special elite soldiers and one special light cavalry, plus the only horse in Honmaru that was specially assigned to him by the god judge Ma, he was the first to strike almost every time on the battlefield, and took away three enemies with one strike. It's no wonder he almost always took the honor.

After Yamabugiri reported and left, Hotaru, who had been waiting outside, walked into the office of the judge.

"You agreed with me before~" he said softly. "Give me a reward."

At the beginning, Hotaru thought that when the god judge was about to drive Akashi out of Honmaru, he made an agreement with her on his own initiative. At that time, he didn't specify what he wanted, but said, "If I get a lot for you If you win, give me a reward."

The god judge at that time was not dissatisfied with his presumptuous assertion, but replied calmly. "As long as I can do it, I promise you."

But soon, Hotaru discovered that Akashi's appearance was the result of the connivance of the god judges, not that he was neglected by the god judges, but on the contrary, he was very "favored".After knowing this, Yingwan ran to ask Akashi, and after getting his answer "because I don't want to talk about it", he dragged him to the hand room and had a fight.

However, the agreement between him and the god judge is still valid, but now, he is suddenly not sure what he wants.

The god judge is a very gentle and loving person. Through recent contact with her, Hotaru has realized this more and more deeply. She will carefully observe what they like and what they hate, and then try her best to satisfy them to the greatest extent possible.

...After thinking about it like this, I feel a little guilty.

Originally, as her Fusangshen, it was an obligation to win for her, but he took the opportunity to make such a request——

"Well, I remember." The judge handed Hotaru a cup of tea, and let him sit on the small sofa next to her. "So, Hotaru, what do you want?"

...The more you look like this, the more you feel self-willed and annoying.

"Master has said that she will love me!"

"Stop thinking about it, the Lord will cherish me!"

While walking on the road with a short knife, the interrogator unexpectedly heard a noise.

Following the sound, what I saw was two people wearing one blue and one red underwear pinching each other's faces, and the two brooms that should have been held in their hands were lying on the ground pitifully.

She stood there quietly, without making a sound, until Yamato Shou, whose face was pinched, caught a glimpse of her from the corner of her eye.

"My lord... My lord!" As soon as the surprised voice came out, the two of them let go of their hands at the same time, quickly picked up the broom and lowered their heads to sweep the floor, pretending that nothing happened.

"..." Looking at the two people who were deceiving their ears, the interrogator sighed, and then stepped forward.

In fact, the two fusangshen who had been watching the judge's every move from the corner of their eyes all tensed up at the same time, especially California Qingguang. Fearing that such behavior would offend the judges, he could only secretly goug Yamato Shou with his eye knife.

...I'm definitely not cute like this.

He thought dejectedly, and then felt his face being gently held up by a pair of cold hands.

Eh……?Huh huh huh huh huh huh? ! !

The pure white silk cloth stained with the spiritual power of the god examiner wiped his face lightly, and the cheeks that still had a hot feeling just now cooled down, and the slight pain disappeared, which was very comfortable.

He stared at the position of the eyes of the Inquisitor's black mask, and suddenly felt a little shy, as if he was being cherished.

So from Yamato Shou'an's perspective, what he saw was the wiped face of California Kiyomitsu, blushing at the mask on the face of the judge, then bowed his head, with a shy expression on his face.

stable:? ? ?

He planned to make fun of California for a while, and then he saw the interrogator walking towards him with another clean white handkerchief in his hand, while California stood there blankly holding the white handkerchief just now.

Eh……?

There was a gentle touch on his face, and he wiped his slightly red and swollen cheeks with gentle force, and the burning pain subsided, but another strange heat rose involuntarily.

From the perspective of Qingguang in California, An Ding lowered his eyes in embarrassment at the black mask of the judge, and dared not "look" at her again.

Shame or shame, he thought, without realizing that he was not qualified to say that at all.

After helping them eliminate the redness and swelling on their faces, the judge didn't say anything, and left lightly with the dagger in his hand.

Yamato Mori and California each held a white handkerchief, and unknowingly, faint smiles appeared on their faces until their eyes met—"What are you looking at!" "What are you laughing at!"

"General, you are here." Yaken was not surprised to see the god judge in the knife forging room, but when the god judge called by him turned around and revealed the scene in front of her, Yao Ken His eyes widened with incomprehension.

A short knife was placed in the center of the table, surrounded by several short knives of different shapes—however, their shapes were gradually becoming transparent, and the short knife in the middle was constantly flashing with sharper and sharper lights. The light seemed to be absorbing those short knives.

He also knows these knives, the one in the middle is one of his brothers, and the others are short knives that are already in Honmaru. However, these are duplicates they picked up from the battlefield, so they have not been used again wake.

"When he was brought back, he was slightly damaged." The judge explained to him. "If he is awakened immediately, it will cause his Fusangshen body to be incomplete, so now we are using these repeated knives to repair it for him."

This is for the consideration of the brothers who have not yet woken up.

"But general, I remember that you should be able to repair it directly?" It's just like doing manual work on their body knives, which is more direct and faster. What Yaoyan can't figure out is why she has to spend so much trouble to do so.

"He hasn't been awakened by me as Fu Sangshen. If he repairs him directly with spiritual power, there will be side effects." The judge turned around and stared seriously at the dagger that was still being repaired. "For example, if I use it as Fusangshen awakening to open the door with a key, directly using spiritual power to do other things on it is equivalent to directly destroying the door."

"If the door connected to me can no longer be closed..." Yaken, who was looking at the back of the mind examiner, froze. He tried to say something, but his lips trembled and he couldn't make out a complete sentence.

"It's going to hell."

"Hey - Hotaru - where are you going?" At night, when Lai Lai sent three people in their bathrobes to go to the room after taking a shower, Hotaru waved to them and ran in another direction.

"Secret-secret!" Hotaru didn't answer, but ran happily.

"Don't stay out late at night—" the elder who came to send lazily instructed, and then took Ai Ran back to the room, regardless of whether Hotaru responded to him or not.

"Hey National Bank, why don't you ignore Hotaru?" On the way back, Aizen asked Akashi puzzled.

"Haha..." Akashi yawned. "Look at the direction Hotaru is going, and you will feel at ease."

The residence of the God-inspector is separate from the dormitory of the Fusangshin. When Hotaru trotted near the room of the God-inspector, he saw a woman standing there with a small oil lamp in the corridor.

When he asked the judge for a reward before, he didn't say what he wanted, but kicked the ball to her directly-"You can give whatever you want, I'm very happy."

At that time, he had already prepared the plan for the judge to take out a box of candy as a reward for him, but it turned out that the judge thought about it for a while, and then asked him to come to her at night. He was full of surprise and anxiety. Here it comes.

"Isn't it cold?" was the first sentence of the judge who saw him. The night in early spring was still quite cold, and Hotaru was wearing a thin bathrobe now.

As fusangshen, they are actually not sensitive to temperature, but Hotaru deliberately said softly. "a little cold."

The judge nodded slightly, then walked into her room, and came out quickly, but in his hand was a fluffy blanket with messy stick figures embroidered on it—a pink heart, a pair of glasses , a little tiger's head, and a catfish, it's easy to see who made them at a glance.

The blanket was tightly covered on his shoulders, and the interrogator asked carefully. "How does it feel?"

"Hey hey, it's very warm." He replied to the judge.

The judge nodded to express his understanding, then bent down and reached out his hand to Hotaru. Although Hotaru didn't know what she was going to do, he still held her hand very simply.

In the next second, they were already standing on the roof.

"Come, sit here." The judge sat down and pointed to the position beside her. Hotaru sat down next to her as he said, looking up at the sky at close range. The night sky in Honmaru is very beautiful, with twinkling stars Looming in the distance, the bright half moon hangs high in the night, illuminating the earth slightly.

At this moment, the God Interrogator stretched out his hand and gently covered his eyes.

"Huh?" He made a short questioning sound, and his long eyelashes fluttered up and down in the palm of her hand, but he didn't reach out to push her hand away.

"Wait a minute." The judge said so, and after about ten seconds, she let go of her hand.

Hotaru, who had closed her eyes obediently, opened her eyes, and was stunned after just one glance.

In the night sky, countless small blue-white light spots were flying, and many light spots gathered around Hotaru, flying around him intimately.

"Fireflies..." he murmured in surprise.

"It's just simulated with spiritual power... Do you like it?"

"I like it!" He replied loudly, stood up suddenly, and covered her with the blanket on his body under the puzzled eyes of the judge, then got into her arms, took her arms and hugged her. Take care of yourself, and then continue to look at "Pseudo Firefly" with your face uplifted.

"That's good." The interrogator didn't have any objection to his actions, and sat there quietly with his arms around him.