[comprehensive] review face into a mystery

Approaching the hand-holding room, the sound of wooden knives colliding came from inside, because the hand-holding was basically organized by them freely, so the inquisitors were not very clear who was in it now.

"Oooooohoooo!!!"

ah.Know one of them now.

Gently pushing open the door of the hand room, it was Yamato Kirihiro and Yamato Mori Andada who were discussing each other. Contrary to the well-behaved appearance, Yamato Mori's attack

He is very aggressive, and almost always initiates attacks on his own initiative, while Yamabukiri is relatively defensive, but this does not mean that he is timid, it just means that he is better at observing details to find flaws and opportunities than taking the initiative to create opportunities. Chance.

"Oh——! Isn't this a good fight?" Tsurumaru, who was following her, also saw the scene in the Tekai room, and praised them a little. "It's also good to have a good eye for picking opponents, and it's okay to complement each other."

"It's good for them to hone their skills, but learning from each other... might be difficult."

Turning his face towards Tsurumaru, the interrogator unexpectedly did not agree with him.

"The habit formed by the former master, and my own personality... There are many factors that have made them who they are now." She said. "It's the same with you, Tsurumaru. If you can...I hope you keep to yourself."

"........." After a brief moment of stupefaction, Tsurumaru moved his face closer to the masked face of the God Judge. "So, what about you?" The light golden eyes looked extraordinarily serious after the smile faded a bit.

"..." The interrogator didn't make a sound. It wasn't that she didn't want to answer, but that she was thinking about how to answer.

But before that.

"My lord?" Yamato Mori's voice came from the hand room, obviously he had already seen the God Judge and Tsurumaru standing at the door.

Hearing Yamato Mamoru's voice, Tsurumaru put on a smiling face again, smilingly pulling the distance between the two of them back to the original normal range, and the questioner couldn't say the answer he had originally thought about.

"Is there anything for us?" Yamabuchi came over with a wooden knife in his hand, half of his face was hidden under the white cloth, but his expression definitely did not contain any unpleasant emotions.

"It's just that I don't have a job, so I came here to look around. Is it bothering you?" The judge shook his head and answered honestly.

"Of course not!" Yamato Mamoru answered first.

"That's good. If you're injured, you can come to me to hand it in." The judge said and was about to leave. After all, their handshake was interrupted by her now, so it's better to continue as soon as possible.

"By the way, Kunimiro." She pronounced Yamabugiri's name suddenly, causing the young man Fu Sangshen to freeze suddenly, and he turned around to look at her a little stiffly. "If it's not troublesome, come to my room after closing your hands." She didn't use a requesting tone, but more like a dispensable proposal, and it doesn't matter if you refuse it at will.

"...Well, I see." It was expected that Yamabuchi would not refuse.

Then the God Judge left with Tsurumaru.

Yamabuchi watched as the figure of the examiner gradually receded. "continue."

He said this to Yamato Mori.

"About the question you asked me just now..." "No, I don't want to know now."

It can be said that the judge who was rejected mercilessly did not show any negative emotions, she just nodded slightly, and then took back what she was going to say.

Realizing that his tone was too harsh, Tsurumaru, who originally planned to apologize to the interrogator, watched the interrogator continue to move forward as if nothing had happened, pursed his lips, and the apology also melted into the air.

Perhaps, his illusory conjecture is not without any reason.

"My lord! My lord!" Although he was wearing single-tooth clogs, but his movements were not restricted at all, Imaiken bounced and rushed towards the god judge. The god judge also opened his arms cooperatively, looking at the thin body. Steadily catches Imaiken's body with strong momentum.

"Today is also very energetic, Jinjian." Stroking Jinjian's hair, the judge nodded to Xiaohuwan who was sitting on the porch holding a plate of fried tofu skin, and then Jinjian regained his attention—— But she did see Tsurumaru walk up to Kokomaru and sit down.

"My lord, are you here to play with me today?" Jin Jian was still in the arms of the judge, looking up at her innocently.

"No. I just planned to take a casual walk." The interrogator, who never lied, replied straightforwardly, and then got Xiaotengu's disappointed expression without any suspense.

"It's okay to join another plan to play with you." Little Tengu immediately beamed with joy, and dragged the judge to run under the tree in the courtyard, and took her to see a flower that hadn't bloomed that he found before. Some of the buds still have the morning dew, which looks very cute under the sunlight.

"I really want to see how it blooms." Jin Jian cupped his face in anticipation. The god judge originally wanted to raise his hand, but after thinking about it, he put it down again.

The god judge is the master of Honmaru, and the scenery of Honmaru can be completely controlled by spiritual power, but this time, the god judge who could have easily fulfilled Imken's wish gave up.

Probably, what he loves is the anxious and hopeful waiting time.

It is better to follow the laws of nature.

"By the way, my lord." Jin Jian looked at Hua, but began to talk to the god judge again.

"Ok?"

"My lord, did you have a good breakfast today?"

"……some."

"Really? Didn't you use simple vegetables soaked in hot water to fool you?"

"...No. It's a normal breakfast."

"Ah, that's right, Yaoyan has been working hard on my lord's diet since Yaoyan came here." Jinjian suddenly thought of something, and lightly tugged on the sleeve of the examiner. "In the future, can I also cook for the lord?"

"Okay." The god judge agreed without the slightest hesitation, which made the little tengu very happy, and buried it in the neck of the god judge, giggling happily.

Xiaohumaru sat on the porch, looking at the figures of the God Judge and Imaiken who were playing, showing a little smile—"You can't steal from Xiaohu what the master bestows, Tsurumaru." He Moved the plate in his hand farther away from the Tsurumaru that he wanted to reach out just now, and warned Tsurumaru in a gentle and polite tone.

"Then it's fine if I ask for it openly?" Tsurumaru who was caught was not embarrassed, and directly threw out this sentence.

Xiaohuwan smiled politely at him, then swallowed all the remaining fried tofu skin in one gulp.

"..." Tsurumaru looked at Xiaohumaru's slightly bulging cheeks, with a subtle expression on his face, as if "you don't have to do it to this extent".

After swallowing the food, Xiaohuwan began to ask questions. "Tsurumaruden, is there any trouble?"

"Huh?" Tsurumaru raised an eyebrow and pointed to his own eyes. "It is clear?"

Xiaohuwan smiled and nodded. "And it must be an annoyance related to the master."

"Hey, it is indeed a sword forged with the help of Inari Myojin. In some aspects, it really has a terrifying wild perception." Tsurumaru confided the words calmly. At this time, he appeared a little like a god judge. shadow.

"That's really thanks to Tsurumaru Temple for the compliment." Xiaohumaru also accepted it without any grievances.

Then there was a silence that was neither long nor short. Both Xiaohumaru and Tsurumaru looked at the direction of Imakimura and the God Judge. The God Judge had just ordered Shikigami to make a swing on a thick branch. Jian was sitting on the swing, and the God Judge stood behind him and pushed him.

"...Will you dye your own things with your own breath?" In the end, it was Tsurumaru who spoke first.

"Of course." Xiaohumaru answered without even thinking. "After becoming Fusangshen, I gained a lot of emotions that I didn't have when I was a sword, including the possessive desire that every human being should have."

"Really... Sure enough." Tsurumaru murmured, feeling even worse.

"..." Xiaohumaru squinted at Tsurumaru's expression, and just when he was about to speak, he heard the voice of the judge calling him, so he nodded slightly to Tsurumaru, and then walked towards the judge.

The god judge was sitting on the swing, Imamori was sitting in her arms, and Xiaohumaru was pushing the swing behind them at their request, and it seemed that he was enjoying himself.

He lowered his head and played with the simple grass ring on his wrist. From a distance, he felt a little wronged.

"Master Tsurumaru, this is given to you by the master." Suddenly, a shikigami who looked like the examiner appeared with a tray, and Tsurumaru glanced at the contents of the tray, and smiled after being surprised.

Inside was a plate of fried bean curd skin with a lot of weight, and a small pot of plum wine.

"It's really..." After he took the tray, Shikigami leaned over and left, so only he knew what he said afterwards. "Our lord, the Jedi counterattack is really not bad."

When the god judge came back with Xiaohumaru and Imai, Xiaohumaru was surprised to find that Tsurumaru's expression had faded from the previous displeasure.

Received his questioning look, Tsurumaru just pretended to be stupid and smiled, and didn't intend to tell Kokomaru the whole story.

"My lord, can you really not play with me for a while longer?" Jin Jian held the hand of the god judge, still a little bit reluctant.

"Sorry, Jinjian." The judge didn't back down for him this time. "The rest of the time is Tsurumaru's, so next time."

"Hmm." Jin Jian muffled in response. "Okay. I will be a good boy, so please remember to play with me in the future, my lord."

"Hmm." After stroking Jinjian's head as a small comfort, the god judge straightened up. "Let's go."

Tsurumaru touched the grass ring on his wrist, the smile on his face became more and more comfortable, and he left following the pace of the judge.

We all need time to take a good look, don't we?