[Comprehensive] Su Nippon Maru

When Fujiki approached Taro Taidao, he really smelled a very strong smell of blood. This Zhenda Taidao didn't even change his uniform when he left the battle, as if he had just retreated from the front line after being slandered.

With such an injury, his movements must be slow, which is why he was completely unable to control his body after being hit by Ranto Shiro, who didn't weigh much, and brought him down the shelf.However, what made this cold-tempered Da Taidao come to Wanwu with all his injuries?

Seeing that the young judge didn't blame the two-strike dagger, Taro Tachi withdrew his cold gaze. When Fujiki passed by him, Otachi leaned on his body and bowed to show respect.

Fujiki paused and nodded to him, then opened the store door and walked in.

In the shop, the boss looked very bad looking at the mess.Naturally, no one will feel happy when their hard work and financial resources have been smashed all over the place, but it can be said that they have a good character if they can hold back their anger at the three-strike sword Fu Sangshen.

"Hello, I'm the judge of 667 Honmaru, and my name is Shu." Fujiki greeted the boss wearing a white turban, "I'm sorry for the trouble, I'll compensate for the loss of the store, I wonder if you can Can you give me the contact information of the Shintaro Taisao God Judge?"

"Master!" Rantoshiro grabbed Fujiki's sleeve and shouted anxiously, "Didn't you say..."

"Don't worry." Fujiki gave Dagger a reassuring look, took out the communicator and dialed the other party's number.

After the communicator rang a few times, it was picked up, and an impatient middle-aged man gave a heavy "Hello".

"Hello..." Fujiki briefly introduced himself, and then recounted the whole story to the unmasked interrogator, but when compensation was mentioned, the voice on the other end of the communicator suddenly changed. Gotta get angry.

In the room of the Honmaru god judge, which Fujiki couldn't see, the middle-aged man squeezed the communicator and yelled at Fujiki: "I won't pay compensation! 20000 Koshu gold is enough for me to forge a few more Taro Tachi swords." It’s gone! And it’s obviously because your knife hit mine, so why should I pay for it!”

"Yes, we are also responsible, so you only need to pay 10000 Jiazhou gold, and I will compensate the remaining half." Fujiki said.

"No! Not even 10000, not even a single point!" The concession made by the man Du Tengshu did not mean any compromise, but was even more arrogant and unreasonable: "What does that waste have anything to do with me! Anyway, I I won’t pay a penny! And I definitely won’t go there! If you have the ability, you can take care of that trash!”

Hearing the man's yelling one after another, Fujishu couldn't help but show disgust in his eyes, but the man hung up the communication after he finished yelling loudly, without giving Fujishu a chance to speak again.

Fujishu stared at the communicator for a while with an inexplicable expression, then put it away, and took out 20000 Jiazhou gold to compensate the shop owner.When the boss was checking the Koshu gold, Fujiki turned his head and looked in the messy shop, and suddenly said: "May I ask, boss, do you still have wine and tomato sauce here?"

When Fujiki walked out of the shop, Taro Tachi was standing against the wall. Blood oozed from the unhealed cut, making his uniform even heavier. His pale face casts a light shadow like a butterfly's wing, as if he really is a god from heaven.

Because Otachi just had his eyes lowered, Fujiki was able to lift the wine bottle directly in front of his eyes.Odachi's eyelashes trembled slightly, his gaze stayed on the wine bottle, and after a pause, his gaze as cool as water fell on Fujiki's face again.

"Are you here to buy this? Is it for my younger brother?" Fujiki shook his wrist, and the wine in the bottle hit the wall of the bottle making a slight sound.Fujishu said with a smile: "I apologize to you for the chaos, take it."

"……thanks."

Taro Tachi looked deeply at the vine tree for a while, reached out and took the wine bottle, holding it in his arms very cherished.

Da Tai Dao's eyes are as magnificent as molten gold, but his eyes are clear and distant, pure and alienated. The slightly raised crimson eyeliner gives people a cold and gorgeous look that dare not look directly at them. It is really sharp and beautiful Knife.

Thinking like this, Fujiki continued, "I've contacted your judge, but he was a little angry and said he wouldn't come. I've already compensated for the loss of the store, so you can just go back, but... ..."

Fujiki looked into Odachi's eyes, and asked Zhuangruo inadvertently, "Isn't it not good for your god judge to have such an attitude towards all swords?"

"……not like this."

Taro Tachi didn't want to talk more about his god-judgment about the unclear question of the god-judgment in front of him, but shook his head slowly.

Since the god judge will not come, there is no need for Taro Tachi to wait any longer.The tall black-haired young man carefully held the wine bottle in his arms, bowed to the vine tree, and then slowly turned and left.

Watching the back of Odachi go away, Fujiki lowered his head and smiled at Ranto Shiro who was aggrieved and wanted to say something but was stopped by Wuhutai, and took the two-shock dagger casually to buy the ingredients for dinner.

On the other side, Taro Tachi was teleported back to the grass outside the Honmaru courtyard.Looking at the familiar scenery, Taro Tachi stepped up the stone steps and pushed open the dark vermilion gate in the courtyard after being wet by the rain. The next second, Odachi was kicked on his knee by a fierce force and rolled down directly stone steps.

"Well……"

The coarse gravel rubbed the wound, and the forehead accidentally knocked against the edge of the stone steps. Taro Tachi sat up on the grass, and met the condescending and indifferent eyes of the god judge.

Blood trickled down the forehead, in order not to get into the eyes, Taro Tachi raised his hand to wipe away the blood, without any excuses or questions, his expression remained silent and indifferent.

Seeing the blood coming out of Taro Tachi's forehead, the interrogator, who had not hesitated to do it just now, felt guilty for a moment, but when he thought of the contact, he couldn't help but burst into anger, and yelled at Otachi Said: "Useless things! Who allowed you to go to Wanwu! Do you know how much trouble you have caused me!"

After the god judge finished shouting, he turned and left without looking at Taro Tachi, but just as he turned around, he was stopped by Jiro Tachi with loose long hair.

"What are you doing!" The middle-aged god judge rebuked with a disgusted expression when he saw Jiro Tachi with his gorgeous makeup and open neckline, frowning.

"My lord, brother is seriously injured, please do it for him." Jiro Tachi suppressed the anger and grievance surging in his heart, bent down and begged.

however……

"Hand in?" The judge's indifferent sneer was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart. Facing Jiro Tachi's low voice, the judge just said: "The trash that can't even bring back the Zhensi Huadao, how can you repair it?" What repair?"

"How can you! How can you—" Jiro Tachi raised his head sharply, staring at the god judge, before he could say anything, the middle-aged god judge had already pushed him away, and turned his head to Walk in the courtyard.

Knowing that the judge would not listen to him anymore, Jiro Tachi bit the soft flesh in his mouth hard, ran down the steps in a few steps, and rushed to Taro Tachi to help his elder brother, but Taro Tachi looked not far away There was a broken ceramic wine bottle on the grass, and for the first time a dazed look appeared on his pale face.

For some reason, Odachi thought again of what the god judge he met today said.

Does the god judge have a bad attitude towards every swing of the sword?

……no.it's not like that.

Even a sword is not a character that will keep screaming for pain when it is injured. If the owner orders it, it will go down even if the knife is broken.Therefore, in the impression of the god judge, it is not a big deal whether he is slandered or not able to get a hand. Compared with the pain that he cannot feel, he always cares more about his own face and authority.

Trialists are just stuffy, quick-tempered and overly self-centered.Therefore, the god judge hates his brother who is tall but likes to wear women's clothes and drinks alcohol, and he doesn't like himself who is always looking at the heavenly kingdom with a cold personality, but the god judge cannot be regarded as a bad person.

"Sorry, Jiro, it's still broken." Taro Tachi stared at the fragments in a daze, and said suddenly.

He didn't care about all the treatment he received, but compared to him, his younger brother was a thoroughly earthly person. Jiro was really unhappy staying here.

Can't let my younger brother show a smile, he is... really not a good big brother.

Thinking of this, Odachi raised his hand and touched his brother's soft blue hair, smiled softly at Jiro Tachi who had tears in his eyes, and promised: "I will give it to you next time, don't cry, Jiro."

The author has something to say:

This chapter Kawenka is very good, because I like Taro so much, I always feel that I can't write the slightest charm of Taro...

In addition, although Taro thinks that his judge is not a bad person, the author wants to say that he is a bastard!He must be taught a lesson! ! (╬◣д◢)

In the end, I know that you guys want to scold Fujishu, but there is a reason for my Shuzai to do so! !