【Touken Ranbu】Guide to Cultivating a God Judge

After everyone played around, it was time for lunch.

Fu Sangshen surrounded the judges to have lunch, and Tsurumaru was wrapped in a sack and packed up to the hand room.

Anyway, he didn't come to lunch again.

After eating, the inquisitor refused to go downstairs even if he said nothing, and piled up a large pile of documents in the servant's room, shutting himself in the room to take a nap.

"Sleeping right after eating is not good for your health." Yao Yan walked around the door anxiously, pinching the crack of the door to see the God-inspector sleeping in a small ball with his tail in his arms, bubbling, and he couldn't bear to wake him up Go do some exercise.

Hey forget it, it seems that I have never heard that gluttonous food can ruin the stomach.

Xiaohuwan had the intention to go to sleep with the idiot God examiner, but under the watchful eyes of Yaoyan and Yiqi Yizheng, he honestly entered the staff room to approve the documents, and soon put off his thoughts of sneak attack.

There are just too many files.

The inquisitor curled up under the quilt, sleeping soundly, when suddenly the bubble on the tip of his nose burst, and he opened his eyes immediately.

Foxnosuke appeared on the coffee table with a file bag in his mouth.

"It's too slow." With his chin propped up, the silver-white hair slipped down like a waterfall, he reached for the file bag, opened it with one hand, and poured out the files inside.

"Our family is already fast." Hu Zhisuke complained in a low voice, not daring to say anything more. This time he saw the way those government officials burned their butts on fire. big backstage.

The inquisitor flipped through the documents casually, dropped the document after looking at it a few times, and retracted back into the bed, his eyelids drooping.

Foxnosuke was dumbfounded: "My lord, don't you want to look at it any more?"

"It's nothing to look at, that's all." The judge yawned sleepily, turned over, "Clean it up and put it on the table."

Foxnosuke reluctantly closed his mouth, restrained his curiosity, packed up the documents, squatted in the room for a while, and found that the examiner was breathing steadily and seemed to be really asleep, so he ran away aggrieved.

What kind of judge is this really.

There was only a slight breathing sound in the room for a while, and the interrogator smacked his lips, thinking that he should end the matter as soon as possible.

Well, these two days are just right.

The judge woke up on time during dinner, and Xiao Huwan, who was watching by the side, pulled up and put on his clothes. During the period, he was eaten several mouthfuls of tender tofu, and he was in good spirits. Sangshen, although he didn't know him very well, still nodded and said hello to them after the other party took the initiative to say hello.

Although there is still no expression on the face.

There were a lot of unfamiliar faces on the dining table, and many scorching eyes were projected over them either blatantly or evasively. The judge didn't care, and lay on the table with his mouth wide open to accept the feeding from Xiaohuwan.

Xiaohuwan took the title of a close attendant and sat next to the god judge. On the other side of the medicine research, the tall Fu Sangshen seemed to have a lot of experience in taking care of people, and took care of the god judge comfortably. I almost squinted my eyes and licked my fur.

The matter of taking care of the general was taken away, but the person in charge of taking care of him couldn't find anything wrong, Yao Yan felt a little sad.

Woo, obviously the benefits of feeding the generals in the past belonged to me!

The short knife poked the food in the bowl vigorously, and absently put the punctured food into his mouth, and his whole body was shrouded in a kind of low air pressure.

For some reason, perhaps because Yaken is his closest personal protection knife, the God-inspector seemed to sense Yaken's unhappy mood, and turned to him and asked:

"Yaoyan, aren't you happy?"

"Huh? General?" Yao Yan woke up suddenly, and when he saw clearly that it was the interrogator who asked him, he quickly waved his hands, "No, no."

"Really?" The examiner held his chin, his eyes fell on the broken food in the medicine research bowl, and he consciously understood something, "Ah, is the dinner not to your liking?" His eyes swept across the dining table , grabbed a piece of stewed chicken with chopsticks, "This is delicious!"

A piece of raw chicken was held on the chopsticks that were stretched out. The fingers holding the chopsticks were white and slender, and the wrists were as thin as jade. The person in front of him had a face like a peach blossom, lips like cinnabar, those eyes like autumn water looked at Yaoyan with expectation, and the full eyes made Fu Sangshen clutch his chest in urgent need of rescue.

Yaken had no resistance to the care of the God-inspector, so he opened his mouth foolishly, and the God-inspector fed the food in with satisfaction, consciously that Yaoken must be able to appreciate the deliciousness of chicken, and his appetite would definitely be whetted. Get better!

Yao Yan held his face and chewed the food in his mouth, and the cherry blossoms beside him floated all over the ground. The bubbling look of happiness caused many onlookers, Fu Sangshen, to grit their steel teeth.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

Experienced fusangshen such as Sanriyueyingwan were very calm, drinking a cup of tea silently, thinking that when the god judge would feed them, some fusangshen expressed generously Out of envy, especially led by Dagger and Wakizashi.

"Ah! I'm so envious!" Ranto Shiro was the first to jump up. He was a newborn Fusangshen, and he didn't shy away from some coquettish and cute things to get close to the judges. At this time, he was already pouted. The mouth looked unhappy, "The general is eccentric!"

"That's right!" "Just feed Brother Yaoyan!"

"Brother Yaoyan is so cunning!" "I want the general too!"

"Huh?" When he was inexplicably blamed for being eccentric, the judge was stunned, blinking his eyes at Luan Teng Shiro and a group of yelling little radish heads. With brothers.

"Ah, don't trouble the general!"

Seeing that the judge was in a daze of incomprehension, and even tilted his head to show off his cuteness, he stood up in a hurry, ran over, opened his mouth wide and acted like a baby at the judge, "General! I want to eat too! Ah—”

Ah, so cute.

The inquisitor, who had been on the side of being taken care of all the time, fiddled with his head in novelty, and fed a piece of sushi with his chopsticks.

"Oh! The general is the best!" Chewing the sushi, he swallowed the small sushi in two or three bites, jumped up and smacked the god judge's face.

"General!"

huh huh?

What does this mean?

Before the god judge could figure it out, he was overwhelmed by a swarm of cuties from bee chrysalis.

"General, I want it too!" "General, you can't be partial!"

"The general's dumpling looks delicious!"

In the first phase, he supported his forehead with a headache, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw the judge frantically feeding the short knives with their mouths wide open like chicks, and smiled again.

This is so good.

There is a feeling of marrying the main palace hehehe.

The author has something to say:

Today's trial is still good-looking, with long legs and super good at teasing.

In the first episode, I have already figured out whether I want a boy or a girl in the future.

After Honmaru was purified, the brain supplement content of this group of knife spirits shifted from one extreme to the other.