There's something wrong with my game

Ryo Ueno offered to play "Tree", and everyone in the class thanked him very much.

It's better to say that the classmates who usually don't have a high sense of presence helped a lot this time, not to mention that he also persuaded many friends to come and help.

This item is already included in the layout of the stage play, and the costumes and props are also well prepared.

The black-haired boy took the things prepared in the class, held them in his arms, and looked at them slowly.

He has no aesthetics, but this tree looks silly.

The clothes didn't fit too well, the black-haired boy changed into them silently, and then came out.

This background board was originally prepared for a boy in their class. Unfortunately, the other boy is 1.9 meters tall, half a head taller than him.

Since "big tree" is called a big tree, the boy wearing this jumpsuit will not...

The nerd who is not very tall feels hurt.

After Ueno Ryo dragged the "big tree's" clothes out, he almost tripped over himself.

Fortunately, he was supported by Kise Ryota very quickly, so he was able to avoid this disaster.

"Isn't this okay?" The blonde model touched his "leaves", "The clothes are too long and need to be modified."

The master wears this jumpsuit, just like a human child.

The Sword Fusangshen saw this scene from a distance, and Qing Guang shook his head as if sighing.

"It would be nice if other swords could see it too," sighed Kami Kiyomitsu, "What a pity."

Of course, their relationship with everyone in Honmaru can't be said to be particularly close, but they won't be hostile either.

After all, they are colleagues who have lived together in this decaying Honmaru for a long time, and now they are still serving a master together.

Horikawa Kunihiro was stunned for a moment, the boy's eyes were blue, and he smiled and said, "They are human beings, they should have a mobile phone, right?"

"I remember the Lord gave it to us before," Horikawa touched his body, "ah, I brought it."

The young boy took out the gift that the lord gave them, touched it lovingly, and called up the page.

Ueno Ryo has put a lot of thought into making the swordsmen of Honmaru healthy physically and mentally, such as letting them have access to modern communication equipment.

"Even if it's a sword to pay the gods, you must learn modern entertainment."

Xianyu spoke earnestly, "Whether the game is not fun or the drama is not good-looking, what's the point of fighting and killing, if you spend money to buy happiness, I will reimburse you."

He insists that the dark fall is not only related to physics, but also to spirituality.

For this serious disease, one must maintain a good mentality, especially after he knows that the sword is enduring the pain of the dark fall every day.

Xianyu may not say big words, nor will he be very close to the swords of Honmaru.

But what he should do, what he can do, treat him as an equal, and treat Anqiu Fusangshen as a combination of gods and humans...

He did it all.

"Ken-san still doesn't like to use this, but it's actually very useful," Kunihiro Horikawa switched to the photography mode, "It will be good to pass it on to everyone in Honmaru."

Turn on the collective cloud suction cub mode!

The heroic posture of the lord should be admired by all knives!

"It's a pity that the Lord has not yet researched the video call across the world, otherwise it would be simpler."

Daojian Fusangshen gathered together to study, and looked at what this small square could do with some novelty.

"Sometimes, human beings are also amazing." California Qingguang made a conclusion.

At least their lord is the most remarkable one, learned from California Qingguang, the lord is...the kind of human who climbs the technology tree?

The stage play is at night, they move the props there, and other things have to be prepared temporarily.

Because of the breach of the contract, the new lines and plots should be simpler, so the effect will be much worse.

"When the time is over, we must settle accounts with that group of people," the staff of the organization were all overwhelmed, "It's too bad."

The clothes on Ueno Ryo's body were pulled over by people from the clothing department, and they gathered together to modify them.

"The shoulders here are too broad, and it's easy to slip off and reveal the school uniform..."

"There is also a problem with this trouser leg. If it doesn't work, it needs to be cut off. The headgear is also a bit big."

"This set of clothes doesn't fit his size at all, how can I make it more suitable..."

Ryo Ueno stood obediently, the green "leaf" above his head was pulled back and forth several times.

For some reason, they seemed to be very interested in the leaves on his head, dangling around.

It is rare for a dead house to be surrounded by a group of people for measurement, and the whole body is tense and tossed by them.

"Okay. It looks about the same."

A person put down his needle and thread satisfactorily, stood up and looked at it for a while, "Is the headgear on the head a little bit affecting the look... How about changing it?"

The "brown bark" clothing on his body has become a robe, with slightly adjusted shoulders and elbows.

The headgear originally exposed a pair of eyes, but was pulled down by Ueno Ryo, and his eyes were low and sideways. People from the clothing department discussed for a while and ran over.

"Ueno-kun," the girl hesitated while holding a cloth belt and a thick mask, "Which of these two would you choose?"

The black-haired boy looked at her sideways, his black eyes were as clear as gems.

He stretched out his pale excessive fingers, hesitated for a moment, and tapped on the cloth belt.

"That's it."

As long as I cover my eyes, I can pretend that there is no one in the audience!

In comparison, if he stared at so many people in the audience, his psychological pressure would be even greater.

Ueno Ryo is not afraid of other things, he is a little worried about embarrassing the class.

Luoshan University seldom holds this kind of activity, although it is not explicitly stated, it is related to the class grading meeting.

The class he was in wasn't great, but it wasn't bad either.

"Ah, okay."

The girl subconsciously raised her hand, wanting to try to tie it on for him.

"Let me help." A voice as gentle as water sounded, and Yamato Moran calmly accepted it.

"Ah, okay," the girl let go of her hand, stunned, "You... Yamato Shou'an?!"

The young man in light blue haori had a gentle smile, and was wearing a knife by his side.

"The clothing in the clothing department is not suitable," he explained, "but they held a theme exhibition before, and they have some sword clothes, which can be borrowed to wear."

"Hahaha, the traces of game implantation are too obvious..."

Someone next to him smiled easily, "But yours is really similar, girls must like it."

"Really? It's a great honor to receive such an evaluation."

Yamato Moran Ding raised his hand and brought a thin piece of cloth to the Lord to tie it.

Sword Fusangshen is generally taller than the 16-year-old master, and he lowered his head slightly to tie him up.

The field of vision was plunged into darkness.

Ueno paused, subconsciously moved his hands, but was held.

"My lord looks like a small animal." Yamato Mamoru couldn't help laughing.

He was standing next to Ryo Ueno, and Kunihiro Horikawa on the other side also changed his clothes and was shooting with his mobile phone.

The eyes of the black-haired judge were covered by black cloth strips, revealing a pale jaw.

He was relatively seldom exposed to the sun, and he was quite homely, slender and quiet, and under different decorations, he showed a very different temperament.

Daojian Fusangshen leads their lord, his patient and meticulous attitude is hard to believe.

"Ah, found it."

Buried in Doma had already changed into the long skirt that belonged to the heroine, and hurried over holding the hem of the skirt.

"This was made in the backstage just now," she shook with a smile, "I just made it, it should be more suitable."

Handmade expert Xiaobu debut!Having experience in repairing ceramic dolls that his brother loves, Doma Buried is also very versatile in this area.

Oh, it's better to say that she is more versatile in everything... not limited to a certain aspect.

Instead of the small green shoots that originally stood on the top of the head, there is a laurel wreath woven of olive branches.

The top was repaired by classmates buried in the soil, and many lilies and flower branches were added to form a beautiful crown.

The weight fell to the top of the head, the black hair was wearing a green laurel crown, and Token Fusangshin awkwardly fixed it with a hairpin.

"Why are you wearing this? I don't think I'm very suitable."

Ryo Ueno fumbled and touched the laurel crown on the top of his head. After touching it for a long time, he felt that it felt so awkward.

"It's so beautiful," California Qingguang also came over, "It's perfect for the Lord!"

Wearing a laurel wreath, a robe, and a blindfolded boy is a rare appearance.

The jaw line is smooth and sharp, as pale as jade, and the body is slender in robes, which is more in line with the so-called image of a god in mythology.

Listen to the words of the gods, that's why they are called god judges.

For Anqiu Fusangshen, they are not qualified to be heard.

The Touken Fusangshin stared deeply at their master, and Horikawa also kept holding his mobile phone.

"The atmosphere of these people is so strange, it feels like they are really loyal to the lord..."

"Ueno-kun is playing the role of the lord, right? I suddenly became interested in the sword game hahaha."

Ryo Ueno took off the cloth belt and looked at the students in the class, "Is the effect okay?"

"Well, it's very good," the squad leader nodded sincerely and praised, "Just use this, thank you for your hard work in today's stage play."

The lines are mainly for the heroine, and everyone else is fine.

As a servant, Token Fusangshin, after being summoned, he only needs to perform a battle according to the order of the heroine, which is very simple.

Although Domabu was pulled over to help, but her memory is obviously trivial to do these things, so overall there will be no major problems.

Ueno Ryo, as a virtual "god", only needs to nod his head slightly.

"I think it's good for me to be a holy tree... the background board of the tree," Si Zhai said in a broken voice. "Gods and the like don't sound very reliable, and I don't think I can afford it either."

"But we are also counted?" California Qingguang raised his hand to help him adjust his shoulders.

This sword is usually the favorite to dress up neatly, and it is also very good at this aspect, especially compared with the master who thinks too much.

"The lord is not the one who listens to the gods," whispered Kai Qingguang, "but the one who guides the gods."

"what?"

"It's nothing~ It's very suitable for the master to wear like this, ah, it would be great if you can choose the wardrobe like this."

Ueno blinked as he obediently raised his chin to let California Kiyomitsu adjust the neckline.

"I don't think it's very important," he issued a mind-set statement. "The T-shirt and jeans are also very comfortable, and nothing else... so necessary."

After all, the clothes in the clothing department were not very comfortable, and the swordsmen changed their own after discussing it.

For these swordsmen, their battle uniforms are the most daily, and they are basically prepared with a few sets of changes and washes, which are also custom-made by the lord.

No. 1229 Honmaru has never been short of capital flow, especially reselling in various worlds to make money, and then flow the materials back to Honmaru.

On the deserted Wanwu Street, there are also many shops patronized by them.

However, some time ago, the lord helped rob a group of noble families, and the life of other god judges was not so difficult.

Of course, such unscrupulous behavior was also noticed by Shizheng.

But it may be that the lesson he received last time was too deep, or it may be because he was too busy to take care of himself internally. In short, no one came to trouble the God Judge.

Not many people know about how to suppress the dark fall as well as the fact that the god judges are running around.

The campus cultural festival gradually kicked off, and the Ueno class became a little more relaxed.

But they all understand that this is the reason why Ueno and his friends came to the rescue.

Ueno Ryo usually kept a distance from everyone in class, so they never thought that Ueno would have such good friends.

"I'll help too." Kise Ryota volunteered to be the background board.

He was not only alone, at noon, he almost called all his junior high school teammates over.

"Hey, Kise, what are you doing here? Aren't you looking for Akashi?"

Aomine Daiki said a little upset, he ran into a daffodil at the school gate, and the two were extremely at odds.

And the opponent seems to be from some kind of tennis club... He himself is the main force of Tonghuang Academy's basketball club, and he is also an ace.

What's so interesting about sports like tennis? It's not as good as basketball.

"Aomine-kun, there is nothing wrong with the other party," Hei Zizhe said softly, "Kise-kun, didn't you say you came to see Akashi-kun?"

"Little Akashi is so busy, how could he be free to come see us now."

Kise Ryota stuffed the clothes into Midorima's hands, "Little Ueno's class is not enough, let's help out during the stage play."

"I can guarantee that before the stage play starts, Akashi will definitely come to find Ueno."

Kise Ryota spoke with confidence, but the other teammates looked helpless.

"That means Akashi isn't here," Midorima stared at the clothes in his hand, "What is this...forget it."

"Are you looking for Akashi-kun?" Ryo Ueno heard their conversation, "You can call him directly, I saw him in the morning."

"No~ If you follow Ueno, you will see Akashi soon."

Kise Ryota put his arms around his shoulders with a smile, her golden eyes were dazzling and determined, as if she was so sure.

"...I don't think it's possible, Kise-kun, you should call."

Ueno Ryo was a little helpless, and he didn't understand why Kise had to stare at him, as if he could really do something.

——Don't touch me, don't hit me, I'm just a dead house.

"Ah, don't you think?" Kise Ryota stared at him, "Little Ueno, how about we make a bet?"

"Thank you, I don't think it's necessary..."

"Whether you win or lose, I will give you this month's Shonen Weekly. For work reasons, I can also get the autograph of Mr. Miko Kuwa."

Teacher Miko Kukawa!He is great at drawing horror comics, and is also Ryo Ueno's favorite teacher.

The shameful heart of the dead house was moved, "Then what if I lose?"

"If you lose," Kise Ryota didn't think it was a big deal, "just go and say a word to Akashi, and promise not to embarrass you very much, do you dare?"

Kise, walking well all the way, dared to jump on top of Akashi's head.

His teammates all had such complicated eyes that even Midorima, who was opposed to helping at first, was a little loose.

"Let's bet," the signature gained the upper hand, Ueno Ryo readily agreed, "Akashi's temper is actually pretty good... he won't be angry."

Is the temper in the dream okay?Are you talking about Akashi Seijuro when he was a child?

From junior high school to the present, even if Akashi's junior high school period was not as scary as it is now, it is definitely not "good temper".

He's the kind of person... who doesn't pay attention to youthful affection, and doesn't care about "team friendship".

Akashi didn't show up until two hours before the stage play started.

The black-haired judge secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Although it was wrong to think so, he really wanted to win the autograph more.

Because of this signature, Kise-kun looks much more pleasing to the eye than before.

Because of her modeling work, Kise Ryota often comes into contact with some celebrities, cartoonists and so on, which is really exciting.

"The party is in the auditorium. Before that, you can move around freely and have something to eat."

After changing the clothes, Ueno Ryo breathed a sigh of relief and put back on his uniform.

"Let's go, I'll take you for a stroll," he turned his head to look at the swords, "If it's appropriate...you can also bring some back to Honmaru."

The disadvantage of only playing one team at a time is very troublesome at this time, and Ryo Ueno has not figured out the reason so far.

Rather, he still hasn't fully explored and understood many aspects of this game of becoming a master.

Luoshan University is open to the public for a limited time, and the food stalls on campus are also bustlingly set up.

"This octopus ball is good, but this tempura restaurant doesn't seem to be good..."

"The sushi seems to be okay. Take a picture and let Candlestick cut it. He will definitely make better ones."

Sword Fusangshen rarely get along with humans, let alone Dark Falling Fusangshen.

So for them.It is also a very novel and interesting experience to be able to go shopping and eat night markets with your own spiritual judge.

However, even so, they could not escape the fate of being watched.

"Sorry, I can't agree to take a group photo." California Qingguang clasped his hands together, "I can't help it, our lord is going to eat."

"Can everyone understand?"

Fu Sangshen, who was wearing a black uniform and a red scarf, was smiling, showing no signs of aggression.

It's just that the knife on his waist is real, the bloody smell on his body is also real, and the black mist behind him is also real.

"Ah... alright."

Another wave of students returned home without a feather, and looked enviously at the boy walking in the middle.

sy is so serious, not only the makeup and clothing are so similar, but also the voice and coquettish tone.

The most important thing is that they even chose the master!I don't know what the selection criteria are. This boy seems to be from Luoshan school?

"Ah, isn't this Ueno?"

Ice Emperor's student council president saw him at a glance, with a low and lazy voice.

"I couldn't say hello when Akashi was here," White Peacock raised his eyebrows, "Let's go together?"

Like Akashi, Atobe, strictly speaking, can be regarded as the childhood sweetheart of the dead house.

The circle in country r is just that big, Atobe, Akashi, Suzuki, and Shinomiya Kaguya who I saw today, actually saw them at other times.