God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

Chapter 108

"General, I'm coming back.

Are you surprised to say that all of a sudden?After all, it wasn't long before the last letter was sent.

That person went to Kyoto and left me behind.

It was probably the aftereffect of being seen using the spell last time. Since then, he rarely took me with him except on the battlefield, probably because he wanted to observe again.

Yes, for him, this trip to Kyoto is not a battlefield, so I am not among his entourage.

This may be fate. In fact, I also thought about it, what should I do when I stand beside him like this in Honnoji Temple?

But history wasn't going to give me that chance, which, honestly, was a relief.

I don’t know when it started, but the impression you left on me is already as vivid as theirs. If Masaga Hatakeyama hadn’t committed suicide, I might not have been able to reach Nobunaga’s side, and if it hadn’t been for Honnoji, I might not have been able to see you.

This is history. What kind of stories will we leave behind in history?

But one thing is for sure, Yaken Toshiro who got a human body will not have similar anecdotes passed down, because I have already awakened.

It's not enough just not to hurt the master, whether you are desperate or desperate, I will stay by your side and never let what happened before happen to us again.

Haha, that is to say, even if it is your order, it is not allowed to die before me.

Do you feel that I have transgressed the way of monarch and minister?Talking loudly and disobediently.

I am not Hasebe's kind of person who will completely obey the master's orders. Even if I have to bear the infamy of not being able to fulfill the way of loyalty, I still want to protect the master in my own way.

Now, I can act according to my heart's wishes, give me this power, and it is you who make my wishes come true.

For this, I am sincerely grateful for everything. There is no room for change in history, but the future is still promising.

So I will also take good care of myself, not to be broken in any place, so that one day in the future, I can make this body more valuable.

Because it's really beautiful to be alive, especially with you.

Then I'm leaving immediately, please wait for me.

——Going back to you is what I want to do most now. "

At the end of the letter was a smiling face, and the strokes were very stiff.

The juvenile judge read the letter several times, until Yao Yan's expression was as unnatural as he drew.

"Why didn't you send the letter to me?" Young Judge questioned him, then added after a short pause, "The grown-up me?"

"The tone in the letter is too impolite," Dagger sighed, "I regretted it after sending it out, and I was a little worried about the idea of ​​'whether the general will feel that he dared to speak wild words after only a short practice', so I still accept it. All right."

"No," the young Jingmo said firmly, he looked around and found that there were only the two of them nearby who could continue with confidence, "After reading it, I feel very warm here, so I want to watch it a few more times. "

The little paw pointed to his chest.

Dagger opened his eyes wide.

"Why do you say that being alive is a beautiful thing?" The little creature didn't notice this subtle change, but just asked the dagger, "Isn't that a state? Everything is alive before it dies."

"...I think living is a process," Dagger sat on the floor next to the little creature, talking about his thoughts carefully, "On the premise of being alive, you can meet many things, whether it happens to yourself or Outside of oneself, making choices based on these things, and the process of constant change, can be called truly alive..."

He stopped while talking, feeling that these words seemed familiar.

In the past, it was the general who patiently explained this to him and taught him the meaning of living in this form, but now it was his turn to explain it to the young master.

"Can you be considered alive if you have to change?" There was a trace of confusion in the young Jingmo's eyes, "What about the ones that don't change?"

"As long as you have your own will, that kind of situation will not happen," Dagger said, "Maybe it's slight, maybe you can't find it, but it will happen."

"I won't change," the young judge said to himself a little lonely, "I've always been like this, so I'm not alive."

"General?" Dian Dao couldn't hear his muttering clearly, so he couldn't help but want to get closer.

"But I will keep getting stronger." You Shen nodded to himself, "This is also a change, so I am not in a dead state."

"?" Yaoyan, who only heard half of the sentence clearly, was baffled.

"That's it," Xiaobio regained his confidence and changed the subject, "Do you like me growing up?"

"...I like it," Dagger smiled and patted his head, "The first time I saw you, I was willing to protect you and be your knife."

The little creature narrowed its eyes proudly.

"But I also like the current little master," Yao Yan wanted to pinch that face, but he still didn't dare to do it after thinking of the adult Jingmo's expression that seemed to be a half-smile, "I know you who are completely different, regardless of this paragraph For a long time or a short time, I am very grateful to have this experience.”

"Do you like me too?" Youju asked in surprise.

"I like it." Dagger nodded, showing a soft smile.

Then the young Jingmo stood up with a bang, and walked away waddlingly, not forgetting to put the letter in his pocket.

"Your Highness, do you want to go back and play games?" the little fox's voice sounded.

Minghu who found the dormitory nodded and looked at him questioningly.

"I'm going to take a shower and sleep!"

The little creature made a gesture on the ground: "This is my place, don't come close."

Then he ran away.

"...What happened, Yaoyan?" The boy rarely spoke, his tone full of doubts.

"I don't know," Yao Yan recalled the conversation just now, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. "It's nothing special."

"..."

It's so red, everything the sun touches is as red as a burning flame.

I...actually still like...

Who is speaking?

The young judge struggled to wake up, his eyes widened to confirm that the surroundings were only the quiet night.

What he likes is the dark night without the glare of the sun.

The even breathing sounds of the surroundings interweave together, which is the sound of the sleeping cubs in the territory.

one, two...

The young Jingmo counted the sound of breathing quietly, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Not one less.

So that's what happened before.

When talking about the death of the person he likes, his heart seems to be touched lightly. What does he like?

After thinking for a while, the young judge who was still not completely at ease got up quietly and quickly.

The paper door of the Japanese room was pushed without making a sound, and the little creature walked out of the room and walked along the long corridor.

Dadao lying on the far side has been watching the movement here, and after the small shadow disappeared from the sliding door, he gently put the fox lying on his chest aside, and silently followed.

There are two people living here.

The young judge counted the corridors one by one, and after making sure that he had seen all of them, he sat down on the corridor with peace of mind. The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the smell of damp water vapor radiated from the courtyard.

It was still raining.

They say they like themselves, but will they also like them when they grow up?How to compensate them?

The little creature who believed in exchange of equal value thought blankly.

And... why do you like me like this?

He stood up after thinking for a while, and went around to the back of the corridor to ask the person who had been watching this side.

"Is there anything you want?"

Young interrogated the man who was not panicked when he was caught.

Da Dao quietly shook his head.

So the little creature sighed sadly. After thinking for a while, he reached out and touched Minghu's chest: "Go back to sleep."

"...Although Fox is not here, Minghu can accompany you if you want to talk."

Da Dao, who didn't even take off his helmet to sleep, said softly, and then followed the young judge without saying a word.

"...how did you get along with the old me?" Youju slowed down and asked, "Is it the same as now?"

"..." The young man thought about it carefully, then shook his head uncertainly.

"So, will I treat you well when I grow up?"

The juvenile judge stood in front of the sliding door and asked.

The answer this time was a nod, and the white-haired boy who wouldn't take off his helmet even when he was sleeping looked at him and smiled quietly.

The vermilion lines at the moment are raised, which is a very beautiful arc.

A little relieved, the young judge tucked himself into the bed, beat the knife but didn't sleep, just sat cross-legged beside him and watched quietly.

I am Naruto, and Kuniyoshi, who made me, used me to cut off the youkai that cast shadows on the door at night, so please sleep peacefully, master.

Da Dao moved his lips, but he didn't make a sound. He just gently stroked the head of the little creature that seemed to be worried, and watched the other party frown and fell into a deep sleep.

Yao Yan turned around and closed his eyes again after seeing Minghu shaking his head slightly.

...What are you worried about?

Except for the small episode of the night, the day was undoubtedly perfect.

The appraiser ate moderately, played happily, slept well, did not run away, everything was normal except for a little melancholy.

If the reliability is judged by the average of the knife school, Awataguchi is simply the best, and there is no one who is holding back.

Some had to say they passed after a day of sneak peeks, while expressing apprehension about the order in which the draw would follow.

Because soon it will be the turn of someone who seriously lowers the average.

"It's our turn tonight." Mustache watched with a smile as his younger brother ran around cleaning up the house, putting away sharp and fragile things, "but younger brother, he is the judge of the gods, not Really kid, there's no need to be so nervous."

Kagemaru paused angrily.

The same is true for Mikazuki and Tsurumaru, and now it is the same for the God Judge. The appearance always brings serious illusions, so that he will unconsciously regard the other party as a real child.

In order to ease the embarrassment, Taidao cleared his throat and asked: "Brother, you said that you already have a way to invite the interrogator, do you need my assistance?"

"Hmm... probably don't need it," Mustache thought for a while, "I can do it alone."

Keimaru, who is full of trust in his brother, just asked casually. In his heart, if his brother said there was a way, it must be a good way.

Until the afternoon when they went to Awataguchi's bedroom to pick him up, Keimaru really thought so.

"Hey, the tea party is over here, come with me."

Like pulling a radish, Mustaki pulled the young judge out of the encirclement at Awataguchi, and after seeing the bewildered expression of the little creature, he explained in a good mood: "You will sleep with us tonight."

Then he took advantage of this posture to hug the young judge in his arms and walk away, leaving behind a crowd of stunned people.

"Brother...Brother," Keimaru asked with a stiff face, "Is it not good to just hug...?"

Unlike those two clingy spirits, the young judge never wanted to be hugged, and the only few times he stood on other people's shoulders did not show any weakness.

Everyone has regretted the unapproachable nature of the juvenile judge more than once. Even if he is a little bit ready to move, but thinking about the appearance of the god judge, he still dare not be too pretentious.

Leaving aside the future, if you act too recklessly, you may be beaten now.

"... let go."

The little creature who stayed in his arms for a while finally came to his senses, he looked up at the person holding him and ordered.

"Huh?" Mustache looked at him, "Is there any dissatisfaction with the little general?"

"Don't hold me like this."

It will definitely damage the majestic image!

The juvenile judge thought angrily.

"Ah, then let's do it," Higakiri seemed to think for a while, and sat down happily on his shoulders, "Okay, this is the shoulder of Genji Chongbao, only you are here Have you sat down, are you satisfied?"

"Brother!" This time, Kagemaru felt dissatisfied, "I don't think it's necessary, even if you're a god judge, you can't—"

"Oh, I'm just a child," Hideki interrupted him with a smile, "don't be so harsh."

"Brother, didn't you say—" Is he not really a child?

Shocked by Higakiri's flexible switching of double standards, Kemaru asked suspiciously.

"Don't be so rigid, brother."

"……Yes."

The juvenile judge who was placed on his shoulders felt that he had somehow lost the opportunity to raise an objection, but the scenery here was good, and sitting was not uncomfortable, so he didn't act anymore.

So Genji Shigeho, who was swaggering through the market with the juvenile judge, proudly accepted a lot of envious looks, so that Kagemaru forgot all the doubts just now.

Even if he got lost in the Honmaru for the first time... my brother is still the best one!

"Why do I want to sleep in this room?" The little creature who arrived at the destination finally remembered his initial question, "I have my own room."

"That room hasn't been repaired," Kagemaru put the snack plate in front of the little guy—he had already done his homework from unknown sources, "you can't rest in it yet."

"Don't you like our room?" Mustache asked, leaning on the table, and snatched a piece of jerky from the plate by the way, "Although there are not many people playing games with you, I think my brother arranged it very well."

The little creature looked at the tidy room in mint green and creamy white, and at the hair of the two brothers.

"Very nice." He nodded.

"Then let's have a good rest here." After looking at it for a while, Hu Qie stretched out his hand to pinch You Shen's face, "I've wanted to do this for a long time, and it really feels good."

The young examiner touched his face, not sure whether he should be angry or not, seeing the other party's expression of not caring much, he felt that being angry was a bit of a fuss, but not being angry would be a bit of a violation.

—Let him go.

The voice in my heart that hadn't appeared for a long time sighed, it was rare to see him so happy.

"... Were you always unhappy before?"

The young creature suddenly became energetic, and solving the unhappiness could be regarded as a response!

"I don't think so," Higakiri opened his eyes slightly, "brother?"

"That's right." Kagemaru said firmly, "Brother is often unhappy."

The young Jingmo immediately looked at him, wanting to know the reason.

Just get rid of that reason!In this case, is it considered as reciprocating the love?

"Hey, if I have to say that, it's all because of you in the past," Higashiki thought for a while, "Although I don't feel unhappy, I don't feel very happy either. It was only a few days ago that I was really in a good mood."

……I?

"We did it that day, and we suffered similar injuries," Higakiri sighed leisurely, "Did you feel better after that?"

Kagemaru agreed.

After listening to the description of this missing process with neither antecedent nor consequence, the little creature fell into a daze.

...Is it because I was hurt that I am in a good mood?That might... be impossible.

And why did I get hurt here...

The juvenile judge, who is determined not to bow to the weak, feels that his grown-up self is like a mystery that cannot be solved.

"Don't worry so much," Mustagiri rubbed his head again, as if intending to finish all the unsuitable things at once, "Would you like to play chess?"

The author has something to say: I worked overtime yesterday, I worked overtime today, I am going to die...

But fortunately, I still caught up with it...

Knee Maru: Brother, do you want my help?

Mustakiri: No need, I can do it by myself (can move)

Hikiri's double standards are really flexible~ Is he really lost...

Finally, let us shout together with Kagemaru: Anika is going to be polarized!

To be honest, I thought it would be the knee pill that polarized first...but this order is a little bit similar to my setting.

Higakiri, who always says he doesn't care, is willing to get closer to the God-inspector, and Kemaru, who has a stable relationship with the God-inspector from the beginning, cares more about his brother, so the polarization is a step slower...I don't care, I want to dream!

Normal update tomorrow~

In the end, I still thank the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Ke Miao’s double-breasted coat and the cold joke himself~

love you =v=