[comprehensive] review face into a mystery

"Mr. Tsuru!...Really, why don't you just refuse to be Hatatoban honestly...not even wearing the inner fan uniform, it must have been premeditated." Candlestick Kiri continued to search for Tsurumaru while muttering.But Dang Crane sneaked out from behind the hut by the edge of the field, watched Candlestick Cut's back disappear, covered his mouth and smiled like a child who succeeded in a prank, then tiptoed and ran away from the other direction.

Tsurumaru has become more active since Candekiri arrived, and he's devoted himself to teasing—well, he calls it intimacy, Candekiri.Because the judges think that it might be better for former acquaintances to do the inside story together, so the recent inside stories are basically bound by Tsurumaru and Candlestick Kiri, which causes Candlestick Kiri to often have one person do the work of two people.It's not that he doesn't want to catch Tsurumaru back, but that he is far less familiar with this main pill than Tsurumaru, and his own experience is not as deep as this old crane, so he can only swallow these hardships with tears.

However, he never told the judge, after all, in his opinion, it would be too damaging to his image to report such a thing to the lord.

As for whether he thought that Tsurumaru had grasped his focus on image...

When Tsurumaru was trotting past the cherry blossom tree, he accidentally raised his head, and vaguely saw the black corner of his clothes among the light pink.

Oh, it turns out that I am not the only one who is lazy.

Thinking this way, he changed the direction of standing under the tree a few times, and finally saw who the person sitting on the tree was at a tricky angle.

It really scares me.

After he saw it clearly, a strange smile appeared on his face.

The person sitting there was the examiner, her back was leaning against the tree trunk, her uncovered lips curved into a seemingly invisible arc, as if she was laughing, and she seemed to be pursing her lips calmly.

Her face was slightly upturned, not towards him, and he thought she hadn't noticed him.The eyeballs rolled around, Tsurumaru thought of a good idea, he turned to the opposite side of her position, luckily, there were also thick branches growing from the other end of the trunk she was leaning against.

Tsurumaru, who moved lightly, was like a white crane, spreading his wings and falling to the tip of the other side. The cherry blossom tree did not tremble because of the addition of him, and it still stood there motionless. The God Judge still leaned there, He didn't make any movements, it seemed that he didn't realize that there was already one more him here.

Tsurumaru squatted down, facing her back, and then took out the voice changer from his arms that he had been carrying since she gave it to him. He was already familiar with how to tune out the voice he wanted. Fiddled a few times, then brought the voice changer close to his mouth, and spoke slowly.

"what are you doing here?"

Calm and gentle, seemingly containing infinite compassion, a female voice with a slightly lower voice overflowed from his mouth.

It was almost exactly the same voice as that of the God Inspector, and it was the result of Tsurumaru's long-term research after getting the voice changer.

The god judge heard the voice, but he didn't turn his head to look at him as Tsurumaru thought, which made the grimace he had prepared fail.The judge didn't even move her body, she connected very naturally.

"I'm here to watch the scenery."

"Can you see the scenery while wearing a mask?"

"My heart is watching."

"Oh? Do you have a so-called mind?"

"Yes."

The topic is getting weirder and weirder.Thinking that she probably already knew who he was, Tsurumaru turned off the voice changer and returned to his original voice.

"Let me tell you, wouldn't you be curious if a voice like yours suddenly appeared?"

"I already thought it was you."

"Huh? But I've never used your voice to tease other people?"

Although it sounds unbelievable, Tsurumaru, who worked hard to study the method of adjusting the voice of the examiner in the first place, really did not use her voice to tease any Fusangshin.Although he knew that if he used that voice, his success rate would be almost [-]%. In this pill, there is no Fusangshen who can refuse the words of the judge.

However, he subconsciously refused to do that.

For no reason, he just refused to do that.

"Then you can just think that I have a close relationship with you. In fact, your imitation is indeed very similar, and you can already distinguish the real from the fake."

"Wow, it's a bit weird to be praised like this by the Lord—but our hearts tell me that you are sincere, so I will ignore that strange feeling for now." Although she couldn't see it from her current position, Tsurumaru still blinked her eyes mischievously.

The judge was also teased by his exaggerated tone, and let out a light and slow laugh.

"Sit down, your legs will go numb if you keep squatting." The examiner who should not have seen his squatting position said with a smile.

"The mind is really strong." Tsurumaru, who was still teasing their boring conversation just now, also sat down obediently according to her words, and the pure white crane folded its wings and stopped.

"Yeah, have you seen Mr. Tsurumaru who is often lazy and gives Candlestick a headache?" The interrogator who lightly said something that Tsurumaru thought she didn't know had a very calm tone, but he didn't look angry at all.

"This is really... I was very surprised to see it." Tsurumaru was not embarrassed by being exposed, but followed her words and said with an exaggerated tone.

Unexpectedly, that guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, Xiaoguang, would do something like making a small report to damage the image, Tsurumaru thought sadly, and didn't consider at all that he was wrong first.

"By the way, since we met, I happen to have a question I want to ask you."

Tsurumaru suppressed his smile, lowered his eyes slightly, put his hands on his legs, and his aura immediately changed.

"But it doesn't matter."

The god judge naturally gave him permission.

There is such a curtain. Behind the curtain, there is a boy who always comes to a fixed location at a fixed time. After sitting there, he tells everything to another person who has been sitting there for a long time.

Whether it's sweet, painful, happy, or sad, he tells everything, and every word reveals a strong desire for another person to respond to him.

But the other person has always just sat there quietly, like a statue that has never changed, and has not touched the boy's coming, talking, or leaving.

The young man was also very strange. Although his every move revealed a strong and overflowing desire to get that person's response, he still kept that distance. It seemed that it was the only restraint he insisted on until the end. He also Never touched that person.

As time passed, the boy grew older, he grew into a youth, and he became an old man.

And the person who has not given any response will occasionally change his posture—from sitting to lying down, but at that time it is always accompanied by a strong and terrible smell of blood, and the soft tone of the man at that time will also change. It was extremely scary, hiding deep anger and helplessness, at that time he would repeatedly mention "I must save you".

There were also times when he was on the verge of collapse, he bowed his body, covered his face and wept loudly like a child who didn't care, begging that person to give him alms, even if he said a word.

But the man didn't, he wasn't moved, he just stood there without any reaction.

Finally, the deadline for the former boy has finally come.

Trembling, he came to the position he was most familiar with, and sat down slowly. As usual, he talked about those things.sweet, painful, happy, sad...

Only this time, after he finished speaking, he didn't leave as usual.

"It's the last time, are you still unwilling to respond to me?"

Expected no response.

He smiled softly, and the body that was sitting upright shook with all his strength, and then fell towards the direction that was not that person.Until the last moment of his life, he still abided by the invisible rule, not allowing himself to touch that person, and spent almost a lifetime restraining himself.

After he fell, the other person who had been sitting there moved unexpectedly.

The man slowly moved towards the man who had lost his life until he reached the side of the man, then bent down and brushed his hands over the man's face, as if closing his eyes for him.Then, the man bowed his body, covered his face with his hands, and tears continued to flow from the gap between his fingers.

After the man passed away, he finally got the response he had been looking forward to.

"What do you think of those two people?" Tsurumaru lowered his head and slowly spit out the question.

"..." The judge didn't give an answer immediately, she braced her face and thought about it. "It's two stubborn people, but in the end, they both let each other go."

It was a very simple answer, but it didn't seem to be the answer Tsurumaru wanted, so he continued to ask. "Other than that, is there anything else?"

"I don't know the past and grievances of those two people, so I can't give more comments." She said calmly.

Tsurumaru's long white eyelashes fluttered a few times, and complex emotions were revealed in his golden eyes.

He opened his mouth, and when he was about to say something, the sudden rainstorm swept away all his words.

The weather, which was still clear just now, turned cloudy in an instant, and a fine rain curtain poured down.

Tsurumaru stood up quickly, jumped to the treetop at the other end, spread out his feathers, and enveloped the god-inspector who was unmoved by the rainstorm under his wings.

"It's so sweet, Tsurumaru." Most of the clothes were wet, but the god judge who was still extremely calm raised his face, and the smile on his lips was so beautiful for some reason.

"The compliments must be said in a while until I get tired of hearing them, and now..." Haori knew that she couldn't resist for long. "Come."

He simply took off his feathers, put it on the body of the god judge, and put the hat on the head of the god judge who was wearing a hood.The judge followed him to play with her like a well-behaved child. After Tsurumaru finished, he squatted down slightly with his back to the judge.

"Come on, get on my back."

The judge in black and white feathers obediently climbed up the lean Fusangshin's back.

Tsurumaru secretly lamented how light the judge really was, felt her body close to him, raised a smile, and said to her——

"Hurry up, the crane will fly away with you!"

"it is good."

At the same time, he could feel her hand holding on to the haori, covering him as much as possible under the haori, the smile on his face became brighter, and he tightly held the hand holding the god judge's leg, He simply jumped off the tree.

Tsurumaru brought the judge back to her own room, and the judge seemed to have prepared for it long ago, Shikigami had already prepared a clean change of clothes in the room, and specially moved a small screen.

"I'm not sure if Fu Sangshen will get sick. To be on the safe side, you should change it first." The judge calmly handed Tsurumaru the white inner suit to him, while he picked up the black suit. skirt.

Tsurumaru nodded, and when he was about to turn his gaze back, the wet turban that was clinging to the skin of the back of the God Inspector's neck caught his attention—to be precise, it wasn't the turban, but the turban covering It was looming, like a flat wound cut by a knife.

His eyes widened suddenly, but before she could speak, she had already turned to the other side of the screen, and the sound of clothes rubbing was also heard, it was not suitable to speak now, so he prepared to—

"Mr. Crane!"

Unexpectedly, the sound of the candlestick cutting came from outside the door.

"Ah, Xiaoguang?"

"Sure enough! Your lord just informed me that you are here with a shikigami! Where is your lord?"

"I'm inside too, but I'm changing clothes, so I can't open the door for you right now."

"Change...change clothes...!" The door was pulled open, and he turned his head away from the candlestick inside the door, grabbed Tsurumaru's collar accurately, and dragged him out of the God-inspector's room.

"Hey! Hikari! Don't be so rude to me!" Tsurumaru shouted dissatisfiedly holding his inner suit.

"Mr. Crane, please pay attention to your image! It is very rude to stay inside while a woman is changing clothes!"

"My haori is still inside!"

"...I brought it for you, okay, let's not bother the Lord anymore, and I haven't settled the matter of Mr. Crane's escape from Hata Dangban again today!"

"Oh, oh, don't be so strict, Xiaoguang."

The voices of the two Fusangshen gradually faded away, and the figure standing behind the screen finally slipped and fell to the ground as if it had lost its support.

While changing clothes, Tsurumaru picked up his drenched haori and looked at it carefully.

"……really."

At the junction of the haori and the hat, it was dyed a light pink.

Maybe there are many things that are not a coincidence.

Thinking so, he showed a gloomy expression.