[Sword Ranbu+K] Where the Blade Goes

Munakata Reisi stood where he was, adjusted his neckline, and looked at the girl in front of him.

The long black hair that has been carefully groomed will not be messed up even if it falls from a high place; the delicate skin that can be blown away is even better than the girls who live a comfortable life in this world; the pure eyes that are well concealed, Trying to stay calm yet still be able to glimpse the innocence that lies beneath.

In a word, it is a porcelain doll who ran off the wrong set on this battlefield full of killing spirit.

(The organization known as the "Government of Time" is not an orphanage for charity.)

(As for the "spirit examiners" who work for that institution, the darkness that others need to face is probably beyond the imagination of others in their lifetime.)

And based on the above two pieces of information, the image displayed by the God-inspector in front of him is worth pondering.

——Does this judge really understand the essence of what she is doing?

He couldn't help but have such a question.There are many examples of executors working for the government who do not understand the real intentions of the government and end up causing disasters abound.And the strong sense of disobedience in the girl in front of him is simply impossible not to think about it.

In order to explore this point, he deliberately concealed his strength while sensing the mechanism under his feet, so as to get the opportunity to have a direct dialogue with her.

And then here comes the present.

"Looking at the situation, we have to cooperate." He adjusted his glasses, and said to the girl who seemed a little annoyed by the slack before, "For the convenience of addressing, can I ask your lord Gao's name?"

It seemed that he didn't expect him to skip her previous inappropriate way of speaking, the girl was stunned.

"...No, the name of the god judge is proof of the contract between us and the government, and it is strictly forbidden to inform a third party."

Although her expression was still a little dull, she replied without hesitation, as if she had already remembered it in her heart: "If you think the previous title is troublesome, just call me 'God Judge'."

(Oh yeah oh yeah.)

Feeling that the joints might be more complicated than he had imagined, Munakata raised his hand to rest on his chin, and fell into deep thought.

This sudden silence obviously made the girl a little uneasy, she hesitated for a moment, but still called out: "Your Excellency Munakata?"

"Huh? Ah, sorry."

Munakata apologized for his distraction, thought for a few seconds, and made a decision within a few seconds: "Then, the interrogator doesn't need to call me 'Your Excellency' anymore, just use ordinary terms."

As soon as this remark came out, the annoyance in the girl's eyes increased a bit, and Munakata could almost hear her blaming her own careless words in her heart—in essence, this Miss God Judge is an exceptionally easy-to-understand person.

"...Mr. Munakata." In the end, the girl reluctantly adopted a compromise address.

Reiji Munakata smiled naturally, accepting this somewhat awkward name.As a rare breakthrough, the first priority is to let the judge let go of his defenses, but it should not be too tight. Boiling the frog in warm water is the best.

After drawing up a course of action for the future, he took his eyes away from her and began to look at the layout of the cell: "It seems that it was not an ordinary explosion. Neither Fushimi-kun nor your fusangshin were here. There are still some organs on the ground here."

The big hole in the ceiling was pitch black, and the contents couldn't be seen at a glance. This scene fully showed that they were some distance away from the original floor.

Tsuyoshi also looked up at the gap, and quickly looked away because this action made his neck too tired: "The road above is not the road. Compared with the other side, it is better to walk on the wall."

Now that she had fallen into the building, of course she would not let go of the opportunity, and immediately released her spiritual power to investigate, and the conclusion made her feel mixed.The happy thing is that the abnormal fluctuations are on the level she is in, but the worrying thing is...

(——Without Akashi, I can't knock down this kind of wall alone.)

She raised her hand to cover the wall on the left with some distress, hesitated, and then turned her head: "Mr. Munakata, I don't understand the power operation mode on your side, but...can you open a way from here? "

"Yes, yes."

After hearing her request, Zongxiang went to the wall and knocked on it. This thickness was nothing to him, but he just asked, "Can't you open it yourself?"

"...I can't directly interfere with everything in this world," she curled her lips, and added in an almost inaudible voice, "I can't live or die, what kind of a rule is that?"

Naturally, Munakata would not remind her of breaking down her mature, stable and knowing persona. On the contrary, it was his goal to let her gradually reveal her true self, so he just took a few steps back, and put his right hand on the hilt of his waist.

"Munakata, draw your sword."

The clear blue light filled Tsuyo's field of vision in an instant, and there seemed to be a clear and clear sound when a sword was unsheathed, as if expressing the joy of seeing the white blade again——this sword named Sirius , seems to obey the holder from the bottom of his heart.

She took a deep breath, the aura in this world was thin, it was not a comfortable environment for her.At this moment, even though she was not at the other end of the enchantment with sufficient aura, she felt a rare feeling of relaxation all over her body.

(The nature of power is not deceiving.)

(This person...maybe, unexpectedly, is not bad?)

Even though she was secretly thinking this way, she didn't show it. She looked towards the split wall after the green light had dissipated. As expected, there was a well-decorated corridor after that.

This time it was Munakata's turn to be surprised.

"Oh, did the interrogator know there was a way behind this from the very beginning?"

"Well... After all, perception is also one of my priorities."

Not wanting to reveal too many things related to the work of the god judge, Tsuyoshi said vaguely, and then caught a glimpse of the Sirius star in Munakata's hand flashing menacingly from the corner of his eye - that means, translated into human language, it probably means "respect to the owner of this uncle Click!" or something.

(With such a good-looking appearance, but a bad temper...)

She thought a little darkly.

The remaining person in the cell was unaware of the interaction between this person and the knife, so he focused on the previous sentence: "That is to say, what you are looking for is right in front of it, can you tell me exactly what it is?" What is it? If I accidentally smash it, it will be very troublesome."

The black lines on Tsuyoshi's face suddenly exploded exponentially. Although Munakata's words were impeccable from the tone to the wording - isn't this really a threat? "Destroy everything over there without telling me"?

(This kind of bad place is exactly the same as his knife.)

Thinking of this, she sighed.

"Mr. Munakata knows the nature of my work. It is to restore the history distorted by external forces, or to stop those who try to change the past."

Having said that, she stopped for a while, and looked along the corridor outside the wall. The eyes that were still a little emotional just now were filled with desolate calmness: "I can't interfere with everything in this world, except sinners."

At the moment of trying to touch the track of time, that living body is no longer protected by the rules of time.

"Change the past...?"

As if savoring these words, Zongxiang read it slowly: "Even if that 'sinner' has a last resort reason?"

"Like saving lost lives or something? That's not the reason."

The girl's voice suddenly cooled down, and she lost the heat of life that had been revealed to him—whether it was a fake or accidentally exposed—the pure black eyes were full of indifference, like a god of judgment holding a scale , can no longer reflect the feelings that belong to people.

"I've heard arrested criminals yelling 'Why do the people I love have to die!' and stuff like 'Why can you take away what we've worked hard for!' ...Thinking about it, it's ridiculous. Before they said such things, they probably never thought about other people's feelings. Everyone is trying to live from the past to the present, and the result is based on the "obsession" of one or two people. Do you want to come back all over again?"

She smiled without any emotion/color, and the simplicity of nature and the values ​​held by a spiritual judge once again contradictoryly blended together in her, making Munakata look slightly sideways.

"—that kind of selfish obsession, let me cut it off."

She said, and stepped into the corridor first.

The author has something to say: Zhudai is a contradictory body. While she has the little emotions that all girls will have, at the same time, her duty as a god-inspector teaches her to look indifferently at the pain of those who try to reverse the past. As a result, she is a bit split.

In fact, it is not only reflected in this aspect, but also includes that she can discuss the topic of sex with Tsurumaru openly, but she is a blank sheet of paper that doesn't even understand love.

The director thinks this is very interesting (don't believe it), but actually thinks her state is very dangerous, because her goal is instilled by the government, if she can't completely abandon those human-like parts of her nature, sooner or later she will Crashed. (Actually, he saw it when we met for the first time, so he was wary of the existence of the Government of Time.)