Personality is probably to see a cute one [Comprehensive]

The boy Yuma rolled his tender face over the firm □□ chest muscles full of masculine violence and beauty, and he was so happy that he almost melted in place in the dormitory of the long gun of the Muramasa sword school.

"Huhu, in this way, all the sword men will wake up, master."

The cute little slime that was about to melt into a soft fluid slime was torn away from Tonbokiri's arms by another young swordsman of the Muramasa Sword School behind him holding his armpit like a child, and was wrapped into another An equally familiar embrace.

"Yes, Qianzicunzheng." The sultry spirit in a clingy state enjoyed the intimacy and caress of the knife-fighting young man who had the name of a demon sword but was actually super considerate and pampered.

Ah, his heaven!

It is so wonderful to have the life of a god judge who can be sucked by swords and beautiful blades!

Qianzi Village pinched the face of its own god-inspector with some amusement: "Little pervert."

"Hey, it's okay to be colored..."

"Cough." As soon as he woke up, he was about to face the children who were judged by the gods and swords colleagues who had lived for hundreds of years, and were misleading and misleading all kinds of dangerous scenes that required self-regulated lines. While the uncle was tired, he also had a sense of peace of mind that his own Honmaru should be like, "My lord, welcome home."

"I'm back, Tonbokiri!" The cutie quickly turned to the side of the wifey spear, happily stretched out her hand, and threw herself at the enviable and coveted chest muscles again.

Then he was grabbed by the back collar of the third sword who was quietly waiting here, and slipped away from the two sword men of the Muramasa sword school.

Xiao Youzhen, who was suddenly strangled by fate, lost all resistance: ...

"Master, the workload of awakening all the sword men is not small, please rest in time."

The boy with a height of 1.6 meters 1.9 was lifted off the ground by a man with a height of [-] meters [-], and then fell into the embrace of a soft fabric with an elegant fragrance.

Youzhen boy took advantage of the situation and sat on the opponent's arm, rubbing against the face of the pea-blue and white-haired young man wearing a monocle, not minding the posture in which he was picked up like a child: "Thank you for your concern , ua—”

"Please restrain yourself." Bakata Naginata was expressionless, and he had no real resistance to the fact that he was kissed on the cheek and hugged his neck by his lovely master, and even drifted away with joy.

Qianzi Muramasa: Oh, hypocrisy.

Dragonfly Kirito: ...Holding the forehead.

"My lord, do you want to try new clothes when you come back this time..." The gray-haired, purple-eyed knife-wielding young man held a pile of kimonos cut from high-quality fabrics, and excitedly displayed them with frightening mobility. Sprinting to the door of Murozheng's house, when he almost ran into the tall figure like a blue peacock, he exuded a strong repulsive aura of refusal, "Ba Xing, what are you doing to the master!"

Bakata Naginata was expressionless against the cheeks that were slightly water-stained after being kissed, but the same purple eyes were full of condescending showing off, which should be matched with indifferent and reserved ones. "

Pressed and cut Hasebe:...

Is it amazing that a tall person can hug the Lord like a child!

Same as the chef...I hate!

"Ah, Hasebe, thank you." Yuma smiled and reached out to rub Dadao's head, not worried that he would fall out of Baxing's arms, "When I wake up, I can eat you Did you cook with Mi Jiang?"

Those in the Date group always like to use "little" to refer to each other. For example, Taiko Zhong Zhenzong is Xiaozhen, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada is Xiaoguang, and Daikurigara is Kogara-Yu Ma followed suit and cut the candlestick. Guangzhong is called Mijiang.

And when he said that, the handsome and tall Taisao young man wearing a blindfold would show an embarrassing expression.Very cute!

Ah, heaven.

Yuuma, who was stuffed into the bed with the naginata, almost laughed happily while falling asleep.

Fox's help: ...

Foxnosuke sat silently on the roof of the castle tower, looking at the sky of Honmaru Haruki alone.

Observing all the way, the god judge just hugged and kissed the faces of the swords, which looked like a father-son relationship with the tall swords, and brotherhood with the similarly tall swords.

The relationship is indeed getting closer...but how the hell is it just family affection? !

But why is there something wrong with this family relationship!

It would definitely not be so pure if it were another God judge!It should have been thrown into the labor camp for re-education of the god judges long ago!

Foxnosuke couldn't figure it out, and as a small shikigami, he was suffering from a panic that he couldn't understand.

——How can humans have a similar aura to gods and even be regarded as family members without any sense of disobedience?

Therefore, a young man who can be loved by all the Sword Fusangshen and regarded as his own son by the world must have something special.

Honmaru swordsmen who are just used to enjoying the pleasure of being attracted to each other, being loved and touched by the master satisfies the instinct of swords and swords, so they are very contented on a daily basis: No matter how many he has, the powerful and lovely master is a treasure of blades!It is a mouthful to be able to take a breath!

It's clear that the central air conditioner has already blown me out of my mind

In order to get more time to be pampered by the master, Honmaru's swords are surprisingly efficient at work.

In the beginning, it was necessary for the judge to guide Honmaru's appearance and the details of life. Later, after realizing that the master's air-conditioning wind is more precious than everything else, the men with swords and swords consciously arranged shifts and snatched them under the leadership of the chef. All the internal affairs that need to be dealt with in Honmaru, and strive to save the environment of Honmaru for treasurers who can go anywhere in Honmaru without any worries, which also leads to swords and swords that are praised, polished, wiped and used on a daily basis It was exceptionally dazzling.

At the same time, due to the master's EQ and the strong desire to survive between the swords and swords, the skill of wiping honey with this little mouth is inherited in one continuous line, and the EQ of the swordsmen is getting higher and higher. They are gods, and they are naturally loved so much. The owner is so free and easy and cheerful.

The sense of happiness and satisfaction that comes from the inside out is fine in the Honmaru, but once you leave the Honmaru and go to Wanwu, a place where countless god-inspectors and Token Fusangshin gather, it will be very special.

The swordsmen who are loved are completely different from the swordsmen who are simply used as tools.

Many god judges use rarity to classify the quality of swords and swords. Common swords are definitely not as popular as five-flowered rare swords.

But Yuuma Honmaru is not like that.

No matter how many flowers and swords you go out to buy, you have the confidence and confidence to be proud of all your colleagues. Even your own beauty and sharpness unreservedly release the charm it should have. Gentle and courteous, humorous.

Every frown and cluster is dazzling and eye-catching without any blind spots.

That frank and upright happiness and satisfaction, let alone the sword that you can't ask for, will make people jealous enough to want to possess or even destroy it.

"This is the reason why the master suffered an unreasonable disaster."

"People's hearts are really scary."

"Will the lord be very sad——"

In the Dahiro room, after calling all Touken Fusangshen for a meeting to explain the whole story of the dismissal, Yuma, who was sitting in the main seat, was immediately overwhelmed by the chittering knives.

Yuma was wearing a dagger pendant, put down the teacup calmly, stroked the curly hair of Akita Toshiro who was closest to him, and hugged the dagger shorter than himself into his arms.

Sitting in the arms of his master, Akita Fujishiro suddenly felt that he was the most beautiful kid in the audience!

Rantoshiro quickly fell down on his master's lap.

Jinjian immediately took over the other side.

Taigu Zhong Zhenzong decisively turned himself into the master's back pendant and hooked it around the neck of the god judge.

Yuma: Ah, here is the family happiness of Sun Mantang huddling around his knees.

The young man's expression was extremely loving, even a bit serene like "Sajia's life is worth it".

Seeing that their contented and happy judge was about to sit down in place, the swordsmen couldn't help laughing.

Naluoshizi's Mary Su laser black suddenly became a dispensable waste gas, and was left behind by all the blades.

"Master really likes short knives."

"What, I like everyone!"

"Then who does Master like the most?"

Appeared, death proposition!

"Of course I like whoever likes me the most—"

Central Air, Rebound Mode, Start!

"My lord, tell us what kind of people you have met in this world?"

The topic gradually changed.

"Ahem." Young Youzhen took out his bone fan and fanned himself gently like a storyteller, "Okay, I'll explain to you in detail—"

As the juvenile god judges enjoy more and more swords and swords while telling books and stories, they forget the essence of the meeting and go to serve tea and water to make snacks, making fun of the topic, and the cheerful atmosphere of the tea party is gradually filled in the large room.

Mary Sue?

whocare.

Their master is the source of happiness, who wants to use that bad passerby to destroy this wonderful atmosphere.

To make a blade is to be happy.

Anyway, you can settle accounts at any time, and there is no rush.

If the Lord is too lazy to worry about it, then they will solve it directly.

It seems that the judge who kills other people's house does not conform to the code of conduct of Honmaru, which is healthy, happy, harmonious, democratic, civilized, just and rule of law.

They decided to line up and go to Wanwu to show off the thousands of favors of their own Honmaru swordsmen, mad at that stupid Mary Sue, and let her self-destruct in the tragic reality of being incomparable, incomparable, and useless.

perfect.

Just do it.

The swords smiled brightly, and the blades hidden in the sheaths were cold and radiant.

Killing is the only solution for the time-traveling army, but for complex people, they with extremely high emotional intelligence understand that the way of killing without blood is often more appropriate and effective.

Let them almost lose the hatred of the happy treasure treasure... How could it be possible to simply swing a knife and forget it.

compared to this...

"Did the Lord build a shrine for us in this world?"

"Yeah, although it's in the name of absurdity."

"What kind of god is the wild god?"

"It's just a legend."

Youzhen told his swordsmen all about how he built a mountain range on Leibo Street, met a cute little partner, and almost made the ultimate goodness in the world, which breaks the balance of yin and yang.

"Master, is he still living in the house of that Atobe classmate? It feels inconvenient for us to enter the real world..." Yaken Fujishiro fell into deep thought.

"Why don't we move out!" Xiaolong Jingguang raised his hand, "I've been curious about the world where Master lives for a long time!"

"Second, so that we can do all kinds of... well."

Yamato Mamoru put a smile on his face and covered Kiko Shinmune's mouth kindly.

"Father, I really like the shrine made by the master himself, it sounds very quiet." Xiao Karasuma smiled with narrowed eyes.

"I also like that kind of quiet environment." Mikazuki Zongjin nodded.

"I like the lively world!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga excitedly dangled his master's sleeves, "Let's buy a big house to live in! It's like a gorgeous big castle in the West!"

For some reason, the swords took it for granted that Yuuma, who planned to live in the present world, smiled bewilderedly.

However, since everyone wants to go to this world to experience life so much, as a good master who loves knives, of course, everyone's wishes will be satisfied.

"There should be no castles, but big villas are still possible."

The swords immediately cheered.

——In the stories told by the Lord, there are too many goblins in this world.

You have to go and see it with your own eyes to feel at ease.

nuclear good smile jg

The author has something to say: Yuma Honmaru sword men's motto: refreshing and happy Shura field.

Yuma: What Shura field?

From the perspective of central air conditioning, this is not a problem

Knives: ...

No comparison, no comparison, your master is still your master, just lie down and enjoy life happily.

On the Important Influence of the Judgment on Honwan

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In short, it is a happy and powerful Honmaru!

Lili shed tears of envy...

At the end of the month, I'm trying to show off my cuteness and beg for a wave of nutrient solution irrigation!

[While showing cuteness, he ruthlessly coded up Gagen]

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!