NABC Chapter 128 The drama around me
Chapter 128 The drama around me
……behave in a spoiled manner?
Is this what acting like a baby is?Are you angry?
Taro Tachi was lost in thought, and his dignified face was reflected by thousands of mirrors around him.
Youshen is secretly observing Odachi's expression from his arms, he looks a little cautious and cute.
If you think about it carefully, the younger brother would sometimes get drunk and slam on him, and the attack was neither serious nor serious, and it was reasonable to understand it as acting like a baby, and the young judge also clearly said it was acting like a baby.
Perhaps this is the coquettish method of the special race.
After figuring it out, Taro Tachi relaxed his face, and said softly to the little creature in his arms: "Your wish will definitely come true."
It's a pity that his reaction was too late, the juvenile judge had already discovered something from the short delay, and angrily drew a conclusion for his first act of acting like a baby in his heart.
No, absolutely not!Not sure who tricked him, but something must be wrong.
I knew it was a lie!
He slid to the ground angrily, intending to pretend that nothing happened before, and began to carefully observe the clues in the Palace of Mirrors, intending to use this to cover up his previous gaffe, but even if it is called a maze, it is still just an entertainment measure, and he cannot help it at all. Experienced juvenile judges are serious, so they quickly passed the level in a quiet atmosphere.
— no entertainment at all.
The juvenile judge holds the reward for clearing the level - the oversized puppet and thinks with lowered eyes, will this really be fun?
- Don't force yourself, it will affect them.
—I influence them?
— Let nature take its course.
The voice stopped ringing, probably because he knew his temper at this time, and it was useless to say more.
It's like this no matter where you go, even if you leave that place, you always have to worry about it. Youjuan pinches the doll with his fingers that have lost his strength, and he feels more and more hateful about himself when he grows up.
Taro Tachi looked at him slightly worried, but finally closed his eyes and remained silent.
"over there."
The Fusangshen team, who came out a step too late, successfully found their target, Yiqi Yizhen hurriedly chased after them, while Gu Kui glanced back at the Genji brothers who were far behind for some reason.
Kenmaru was looking at his brother strangely, not understanding why he was walking so slowly.
"Because I'm curious too." Mustache looked at the little one in the distance and said, "I can't replace it. How long can he bear it?"
Because others lose their power, you will feel bad, and this point unexpectedly resonated with me.
"?" Kewan, who couldn't understand the logical relationship, was at a loss.
"I just think what my brother said is right. You can't always do things that are easy to be beaten. Come on, let's go."
Hidekiri, whose name was changed to such an extent that it took a Bodhisattva in a dream to regain his original strength, walked forward on the shoulders of his younger brother.
Baker Street.
There are tall street lights on both sides of the not-so-wide street, and tourists come and go. The first floor of the small building facing the street is a watch shop, cafe and restaurant, and the door is decorated with holly wreaths and golden Christmas bells.
"I didn't see anything interesting," Higakiri looked around, "Is it just a place to eat?"
"The show here is a drama that is happening around you." Knemaru unfolded the map and looked at it. "It may be a while before the show starts. Find a place to sit and rest first."
Lost power, how much power has been lost, what can be done now, do you need special care?
If these things are not clear, Keimaru always feels uneasy, but in the end, everyone except him looks indifferent, even his brother, so why not take this opportunity to ask.
The young judge walked into a coffee shop with them on short legs - the difference of losing strength came out, he used to walk in the front, but now he is in the middle no matter how he walks.
The little creature who randomly ordered some desserts thought for a while on the chair to no avail, so he could only write down the difference.
"Do you feel tired now?" Kagemaru asked with a serious face, "If it is an ordinary human child, it should feel tired now."
The juvenile judge walked all the way from the maze by himself, the speed was slightly slower than before, but there was no rest in the middle.
"Not tired." You Shen said sullenly.
He just sealed his own power and didn't turn into a human child.
It's just that I feel a little hungry...or rather, very hungry.
But the smells along the way were too complicated, and he tried his best to sniff but couldn't find anything to eat.
"Is it just the loss of spiritual power?" Katsumaru asked, "But we didn't feel lack of power, just now in the locker room—uh..."
Mustache quickly filled his younger brother's mouth with a piece of mango on the cake, which was just big enough to block his words.
Kagemaru subconsciously opened his mouth and ate it. After the question was interrupted, he couldn't continue. He looked at his brother puzzled, but in the end he only got a smile and another piece of mango.
The young judge's tense and serious expression softened a little. It is impossible for him to cut off the supply of spiritual power, otherwise they would have to return to their original bodies in a short time, and the consequence would be that they would be hungry.
The reason was so ridiculous that he wouldn't say it.
Fortunately, I added a little bit yesterday.
The young judge, who didn't want to try to eat strange things unless it was a last resort, blinked.
"..."
Knee Wan, who was fed piece by piece by Mustache until he had no temper, finally found a way to refuse. While trying to swallow the fruit in his mouth, he grabbed his brother's wrist and forcefully sent the next strawberry back to Mustache Cut front.
"Eh?" Higakiri ate the red strawberry obediently, "I thought it would be very sour, okay, then I'll eat the rest myself."
Kenmaru nodded vigorously, then quickly put the untouched cake in front of his brother, and replaced the cake with only the bottom and cream in front of him.
Yiqi Yizhen, who had just put his strawberries in Gu Gu's place, couldn't help laughing.
The little creature looked at the smiling Taro Taidao beside him, wondering what he should do, should he put his own in the middle of the table?Or do you want to share some?
"Why don't you eat it?" Taro Tachi noticed the young judge's daze, and asked him softly, "Is it not to your liking?"
The juvenile judge instinctively denied it, fearing that they would order a lot of food that they would not be able to eat and expect him to eat it. The memory of his face being sour last time was still deep in his memory, so he didn't want to try again.
Seeing what Odachi was about to say, Youju took decisive action - forked a piece of uniformly sized cake onto everyone's plate.
This unexpected move surprised several Fu Sangshen, but the static pressure cabinet was surprised, so he smiled first and thanked: "Thank you for your kindness."
"Why should you thank me?" You Shen pointed to the two pairs of brothers, "You didn't thank each other just now."
——That's a really good question.
Higakiri stretched out his hand to fork away his younger brother's strawberry and ate it with a smile, looking forward to his answer.
"..." The Royal Imperial Object was speechless for a while, thanking the God Judge was a habit for him, but he couldn't explain why the brothers didn't say thank you.
But if he doesn't come up with a reasonable reason, will the juvenile god judge feel that he is being treated differently?
——No, God-inspectors are different from them, but they are not different from outsiders.
Just as the Royal Imperial Object was thinking hard, enthusiastic shouts came from the street outside the store, and the guests who were resting in the cafe rushed out excitedly.
The young judge then shifted his attention and looked outside.
Yizheng breathed a sigh of relief, but the question that he hadn't figured out just now was still pressed in his heart.
What kind of existence is a god judge?
When they came in, they chose a seat by the window. They thought they could see the theatrical performance outside, but now they were completely blocked by the crowd, and they could only see the crowded backs and familiar faces occasionally flashing through the gaps.
"Guests, you can appreciate the charm of our program only if you watch it from the outside," the waiter stepped forward to talk to them, "After all, it's a 'drama around you', you can only see it clearly when you stand at the front. We won't clean it up."
"Go out and have a look?" Yiqi Yizhen looked at the young judge inquiringly.
The young judge stared at the waiter for a while, nodded and slid off the chair and walked out. The Fusangshen rushed forward to protect him, but the young judge walked very fast, and entered the front of the crowd in one fell swoop. The Fu Sangshen wanted to keep up, but they were always blocked.
"...Huh? Strange, what am I doing standing here..." The waiter watched the group of people walk out of the gate, looked dazed for a moment, looked at the unfinished desserts on the table, and hesitated, "There are so many left, they Will you come back?"
"It's dangerous, I thought I was discovered," the domeki lurking in the corner of the ceiling withdrew his power from the waiter and filled the hole in his chest, "Okay, what kind of show will be staged this time?" Woolen cloth?"
"I saw your guest, Lu." Xiao Si gave his cousin a hand, "Look, it's just across the way."
"Where is it?" Ritsu hurriedly looked over, and caught sight of Taro Tachi, who stood out from the crowd, "We'll go there too!"
"By the way, these people have been following us, shouldn't this be an illusion?" Xiao Si turned his head to look at the people behind him, and asked in a low voice, "It looks suspicious."
"Hehe..." Lu Gan laughed twice.
The trio of Iijima's family inspirations should not go too hard on this road, probably because of the overlapping auras of each other. They met more inhuman things in this amusement park than at home, and they still followed them. Take off the posture.
In the eyes of Xiao Si, who was escaping from reality, it was more than a coincidence that a few strangers had been following them all the time, making them unable to rest assured to reunite with their families.
"Has she always been like this?" Kai smiled meaningfully. He was already familiar with Li, but he suddenly met his niece (mentally aged) older than himself in the morning, and he couldn't accept this reality for the time being. So the two rarely talked.
"That's right..." Li said speechlessly, "This is also a proof that she is quite strong. Now let's go to our guests and see if there are any suggestions to solve these problems."
The things following them can't be considered weak. What's more troublesome is that they are unconscious, unable to communicate, and only act on instinct. He doesn't want to take these things home.
"This is a complex of desires. It's very powerful, but it's a pity that it doesn't have intelligence." Kai looked back uninterestedly, "otherwise he could be accepted as a shikigami."
"Shikigami..." Ritsu squinted at his uncle, "Are you still thinking about this?"
Let’s just talk about why I suddenly had a strange dream. In fact, it was because my grandfather wanted to convey something to me.
"...What are you whispering about?"
—I always feel like I’m talking about something terrible.
Looking at the expressions on the faces of the other two, Xiao Si felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat: "Why is that kid standing at the front by himself? Let's go quickly, otherwise it will be difficult to get through the show at the beginning."
"The play?"
"Ah, neither of you have been here before..." Xiaosi thought for a while, "There will be suspenseful sitcoms staged here at a fixed time. Acting, it's quite interesting, it's rare to be selected..."
"--stop!"
A shout came from the end of the street, followed by an uproar from the crowd.
"Ah, it's started."
Fog appeared on the street at some point.
A man wearing a long black coat and smelling of blood walked quickly from the end of the street.
Followed by several men in retro police uniforms, yelling at him to stop.
The man turned a deaf ear until he reached the middle of the street—that is, near the law. He turned around and looked at the chasing man provocatively, with a wicked smile on his lips.
"What's the matter, Mr. Inspector?"
The people around were unconsciously silent because of the tension of the performance, waiting excitedly and curiously for the next development.
"...a show I've never seen before," Xiao Si said in a low voice. "At first I thought it was Jack the Ripper, but it doesn't quite look like it. Could it be Jekyll and Hyde?"
Li frowned, always feeling that the smile just now would bring some bad associations, and I don't know if it was an illusion, but there seemed to be vague shadows overlapping on this actor.
"You just came out of the alley over there, right?" Several police officers looked at each other, and one of them said.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"A woman's body was found in the alley over there! What do you have to explain?"
"The female body? I didn't see it." The man said casually.
"..." Several police officers looked at each other again, and said in an uncertain tone, "Stop making excuses, raise your hands, and go back with us to investigate!"
"... I always feel that the acting skills of the two parties are not on the same level. The policemen are not in a good state."
There were whispers among the crowd.
"Sophistry?" The man snorted, "I only saw the corpse of a dirty animal in there. Are you going to imprison me for slaughtering a sow?"
As soon as this merciless line was uttered, the audience became restless, and expressions of hesitation immediately appeared on the faces of parents with children.
At this time, the policeman in the scene was already in a dazed state.
They don't know what's going on with their colleagues. The way they walked before didn't look like they were escaping. Let's just pretend that he was improvising, but none of the following lines match what's going on. We're an amusement park for family fun. It's not Midnight Theater, what you said will definitely attract countless complaints!
Could it be caused by too much pressure recently?No matter what, hurry up and go back to be scolded after the performance.
According to common sense, the next step should be the murderer jumping over the wall to take the hostages, and the police justice heroically rescued the people, leading the legend of Baker Street, Sir Sherlock Holmes, to uncover the mystery.
But I think Holmes also has nothing to say backstage.
One of the policemen thought silently, and then shouted righteously: "Maybe their occupations are not honorable, but life is equal. No one can wantonly trample on the law and life. Your indifference and contempt for life will eventually kill you." To the gallows!"
—Oh, you rob Holmes' lines.
His colleagues all looked sideways, and then you and I divided up the lines of Sherlock Holmes that were supposed to appear on the stage. Seeing that it was a performance accident, why not take this opportunity to play it brightly, maybe you can change to a better role next time Woolen cloth.
A good character. Seeing that there is no chance to play again. Sherlock Holmes: "..."
"You want to send me to the gallows?" The man laughed wildly, "Then let's see what you can do."
Then he stretched out his hand, and precisely pulled the young judge who was watching coldly closer to him, and then a shiny scalpel was compared to that slender neck.
"If you follow, I don't know what will happen."
Amidst the exclamation of the audience, the little creature looked up at this bold man coldly. Although the knife was small, it was very sharp, leaving a slight red mark on his body as he raised his head.
As early as when this person appeared, the juvenile judge could smell the smell of blood keenly.
It's not a prop, it's the smell of real human blood. Although this person is so weak that it's not worth mentioning, the Iijima family who promised to protect him is right there, so he can't let it go.
For the time being, the young judge, who has no strength at the moment, intends to stand in the front and take a look, so that he can adapt at any time, but he didn't expect that the other party's goal turned out to be him.
When they came into contact, the young judge made an instant judgment.
——There is something edible on this person, do you want to just go with him like this?
The author has something to say: something happened in the past two days... so I couldn't update OTZ
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