[Complete] I'm really a good person

In the end, they didn't really kill the government of time and let them arrange the procedures for returning to the present world.

The reason is that Tsurumaru Kuninaga said that if he went to the time government and waited there to arrange to return to the present world, he might as well go to the time-space converter for repair, and then use the time-space converter to directly teleport to the time point of Honmaru.

"Who knows how many god-inspectors are waiting in line for the Government of Time to deal with the affairs." The white-haired young man helplessly spread his hands and shrugged, "Maybe the repair time of the space-time converter is shorter than the Government of Time's arrangement." Your return to the present world is still short."

Rin Wanzuka thought for a while and felt that what he said actually made sense, so she suppressed her impatience.

However, while it was still early, she still planned to go to the government of Shizhi earlier to complete all the formalities, and then wait for the time to go home with peace of mind.

So she picked up the knife tent on her lap and prepared to input spiritual power, but...

"Master God Judge?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Mikazuki Munechi looked suspiciously at Rin Wanzuka who had picked up the saber tent but did not input spiritual power. After waiting in silence for a while, Mikazuki Munechi asked suspiciously, "Do you have any doubts?"

"...No, nothing."

Rin Wanzuka looked at the knife tent in his hand expressionlessly and fell into thought.

Nima, just remembered...she doesn't have any spiritual power! ! !

Rin Wanzuka, who has no strange powers other than supernatural powers, has a steady face like an old dog, and panics in his heart.

Facing the doubtful eyes of the sword next to him, Rin Wanzuka input the thought power he is currently maintaining with a blank face.

Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor...

In fact, Wanzuka Rinxu did not know what to do in his heart.

But fortunately, this kind of blind operation is really useful.

With the input of thought power, she gradually felt that her connection with this pill and the swords in the pill was gradually strengthening.

The contents of the knife tent also appeared in her mind.

The swords that existed in Honmaru, their names flowed with the brilliance of jade, such as the five-strike swords she had seen before.

However, there was another sword that was shining with light, which she hadn't seen before.

Part of the name reveals a lifeless gray, and part of it seems to have been scratched out by bloody pen marks.

A small part is pitch black.

It should be the sword that has not yet appeared in this Honmaru, right?

She guessed so.

Her guess was confirmed by the two Honmaru swords.The name that is still bright is the sword that still lives in the main pill, and the gray one is the sleeping Fusangshen who has become a sword again, as if scratched by bloody pen marks... It is the Fusangshen who has been broken by the knife god.

Rin Wanzuka breathed a sigh of relief, and after thinking for a while, he said to the two Token Fusangshin who had fallen into memories, "Then, please Mr. Mikazuki to take me to the Tokino Government to go through the remaining procedures, and Mr. Tsurumaru will stay in Honmaru to take care of the others." the sword."

"I know the way too! Why don't you take me with you?"

Tsurumaru Kuni complained dissatisfiedly, "I haven't gone out for a long time."

Rin Wanzuka, who had already stood up, heard his complaints, glanced at him expressionlessly, and replied lightly: "I'm afraid you will be beaten."

Throwing flour at others when you first meet, you are awesome, aren't you?

"..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga pretended not to see her eyes, and looked up at the gray sky.

Rin Wanzuka sighed softly, and signaled with his eyes that Mikazuki Zongjin and the others could leave.

"Be careful on the road!"

Tsurumaru Kununaga, who watched the two leave, waved his hands vigorously, and he turned and walked to Qingguang's room until the figures of the two disappeared completely from sight.

"Is California waking up?"

Mukyoshi Sadamune and Wuhutai, who had been staying in the Shinsengumi's office to take care of Kiyomitsu in California, raised their heads after hearing Tsurumaru Kuninaga's voice. They first glanced behind Tsurumaru Kuninaga and noticed that there was no new judge After seeing the figure, he retracted his gaze in disappointment.

"Mr. California is still awake."

The blond-haired boy answered Tsurumaru Kuninaga's question in a young voice, and hesitantly asked after Tsurumaru Kuninaga sat on the other side: "That...Mr. Tsurumaru, the judge..."

"Oh, God Judge and Mikazuki have gone to the government of Tokino to go through the remaining procedures." Tsurumaru Kuninaga replied after checking the situation in Qingguang, California. He thought for a while and reminded, "Although this Lord God Judge seems to be a very good person, but you should not be too quick to pledge your allegiance."

"It's best to maintain the relationship between the god judge and Fusangshen. The title of master is still very serious."

"...we understand."

Wuji Zhenzong and Wuhu Tui looked at each other, and answered with a little disappointment.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga explained a few more words before leaving Shinsengumi's room.

He walked through the corridors and courtyards that had been restored to their original neatness and came to a relatively remote room.

He lightly knocked on the door frame of the shoji door, "Hello, is anyone home?"

"Is it Tsurumaru Hall? Please wait a moment." The master's voice came from inside the house, followed by a few soft beeps, "Okay, please come in."

Tsurumaru Kunianaga opened the barrier door generously, "I said, you still care so much about our dark aura?"

The light blond man kneeling inside the room smiled softly, "Ah... how can I say that I am also a ghost sword, as a ghost sword, I am about to degenerate into an evil ghost, and my brother who has not yet come to this world is still a ghost." It must be well protected."

Tsurumaru Kunian never cared about the other party's words, he just shrugged casually, "Okay, okay, I have no other purpose in coming. I just came to inform you brothers that we, Honmaru, are here to judge the gods."

The gilt golden eyes glanced at a place inadvertently, "If you want to see your brother, you can go to the God Judge. If you stay with the God Judge, you won't be affected by the dark aura, right? But..."

He swallowed what he didn't say, but he believed that the other party could also understand what he didn't finish.

"All in all, the choice is still in your hands. Then I will take my leave first, please say hello to Kagemaru for me."

The man in the room nodded slightly, and watched the snow-white youth leave his and his brother's room.

The man silently took out his brother who was still in a state of sword from the box in the corner.

Looking at his sleeping brother, Higaki sighed helplessly, "God judge..."

The first thing Rin Wanzuka did when he came back was to drag Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who threw flour at them when he greeted them at the door, to the training ground in Honmaru.

After beating Pipihe violently, he threw him to Sanriyue Zongjin who stood aside and had no love from his companions.

After getting the tenderness of Mikami Tsukimune's smile who dragged Tsurumaru Kuninaga into the house, it made people feel a little creepy.

Maybe it was because he was also covered in flour.

Rin Wanzuka thought irresponsibly.

After a little treatment of the flour on the clothes and the wrinkles caused by the violent beating of Tsurumaru Kuninaga just now, he went to the room of California Kiyomitsu following the spiritual power of California Kiyomitsu.

At this time, California Qingguang had already woken up, and when he saw Rin Wanzuka, he subconsciously retreated Wuyoshi Zhenzong and the five tigers behind him.

"Assaulting you was done by me alone and has nothing to do with anyone else."

Perhaps knowing that he was not her opponent, the black-haired boy did not act too aggressively.He just looked at her blankly, "If you want to vent your anger or smash your knife, I won't have any complaints."

Rin Wanzuka looked back with the same expression.

Wuji Zhenzong and Wuhutui, who were sandwiched between the two, wanted to say something, but they were stopped by Rin Wanzuka.

"Wuji, there is still a retreat. You two go into the house and tell Mr. Tsurumaru and Mr. Mikazuki, and go directly to the Daihiro Room to finish the meal later."

The two people who were named stood in place hesitantly, glanced at Kiyomitsu who was sitting on the bed for a while, and Rin Wanzuka who was standing expressionlessly at the door for a while.

"It's okay, you go. If I wanted to kill him, he would have died long ago."

As if he knew what the two young boys were worried about, Rin Wanzuka said calmly.

In the end, the two of them left the Shinsengumi's room.

After they left, Rin Wanzuka summoned the pitch-black [Cheats of Thieves] expressionlessly, and took out a new set of clothes from the bright red furoshiki and handed them to the surprised-looking California Kiyomitsu.

"It's for you. I saw other Honmaru's California Kiyomitsu in Wanwu. He said that although your clothes are given by the Tokiji government, you can also buy them with your own money."

Rin Wanzuka knelt and sat not far from him, so as not to make both of them overly vigilant due to the close distance.

"Since I just took office, it will take some time for Honmaru Touken's clothes to be delivered, so I bought you a set first, as an apology."

California Qingguang stared blankly at the brand-new uniform in his hand, and said indifferently, "Just tell me what your purpose is."

"I hope that Mr. California can assist me, because I learned from the Government of Time that you are the first servant of the God Judge."

"……what???"

California Kiyomitsu looked at Rin Wanzuka with a serious expression in front of him in disbelief. He pointed at himself, "I'm planning to kill you! Are you out of your mind? Let me, the sword that wants your life, do it." Your valet?!"

Rin Wanzuka, who was suspected of being out of his mind, replied calmly, "But you have assisted the first God-inspector, and you have been perfect as a close servant until the second God-inspector's departure."

"Perfect?" California Qingguang sneered, with a slightly sarcastic smile, "If it was perfect, there would be no dark fall in this pill."

"...but it wasn't your fault."

"If I had asked the Government of Time for help earlier, everyone would not have fallen in secret."

The second god judge forced Honmaru's rare sword to sign a soul contract, which already violated the regulations of the time government, not to mention maliciously interrupting the supply of spiritual power to the sword, which was already very serious when the battle was fierce. wrong.

Therefore, the wave of dark swords that continued to participate in the battle in order to maintain their lives was not investigated and dealt with by the government of time.

Rin Wanzuka, who learned about what happened in this Honmaru from the Government of Time, looked helplessly at the boy who had obviously fallen into a dead end.

After thinking about it, I decided to add fire, "And I don't think you fully trust me, do you? If you become a valet, you can also monitor me at close range. Once I make a move that threatens the sword, you can draw the sword at any time."

This time, California Qingguang really looked at her with the eyes of "I'm a fool, it's a stone hammer", but he still agreed to be her valet.

"Okay, to celebrate our consensus, let's go cook with me."

"???"

California Kiyomitsu looked down at himself, then looked up at Rin Wanzuka opposite, with "I'm still a patient!" written all over his face.

"No, you're not, you're not sick." Rin Wanzuka, who personally helped him treat him, issued three consecutive denials indifferently, "You want to cook, and you love to cook."

"No, I don't love..."

California Qingguang faintly retorted, but it was of no use.

In the end, he was dragged to the kitchen by the back collar. _(:зゝ∠)_

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