drunk snow

Kasen Kanesada was very displeased.

Now there is a weird stranger sitting in Honmaru's seat and talking freely.

And everyone still doesn't know why, only the protagonist can talk to him freely.

Reminiscing not long ago──At that time, Song Xian just wanted to write a poem for that beautiful little rain, but happened to meet this guy and disturbed his good interest.The slamming of the door and the frantic wailing were frightening, and the mood was lost immediately.

However, this person who was outside the door two hours ago on the Ghost Crying God is actually able to chat with the interrogator in high spirits and high spirits, and the appearance of being so frightened just now is like a dream.

The man's name is Setami Migure, and he claims to be a future man from the 21st century.

He has short, crisp ochre-colored hair and wears a modern look called a casual suit.

Semi Migure's appearance and word choice made him incompatible with Honmaru, especially when he was sitting with the lord. Kasen thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a word that was particularly suitable to describe this scene.

spoil the scenery.That's right, a pure spoiler that completely wipes out the elegance!

It's fine if he doesn't understand romance at all, but unexpectedly he talks a lot, and he can't even get to the point after talking for a long time, and he still needs some points from the lord.

"My lord, let's not talk about smartphones for now. Please tell me why you are here with an injury?"

"Oh, not to mention I almost forgot. In fact, I was ordered to come here by the judge..."

"God judge."

"Uh, yes. I am the new interrogator of Honmaru next door."

"But I remember that the Honmaru has been abandoned. There is the so-called Dark Honmaru."

Song Xian couldn't help interjecting with a suspicious expression.

"I don't know the details. In short, the swords there are really fierce. Not only do they keep people away from thousands of miles away, but the wounds on my body are also their masterpieces! In order to avoid their pursuit, I fled here."

"That's right. I heard that their previous masters were violent and inhumane towards swords. It's understandable that you will be treated like this. It's just that they have already managed the Honmaru independently. Why is the government appointing a new master now... ..」

The lord's eyes rolled around, talking to himself.

"Please, take me in. Be it a servant or a pet, I have nowhere to go, please don't let me go back to that hell!"

At this time, Seti suddenly leaned forward and held the Lord's hand tightly, making a very mournful pleading sound.

"Speak up when you have something to say, why are you so fussy?"

Gexian resisted the urge to almost drop the wakaji on his head, and stretched out his hand to pull him away.

But Setian was unmoved at all, and continued to use the pathetic offensive to get the God Judge to agree to his unreasonable request.

The bad premonition soared, Ge Xian frowned.

"My lord, don't be seduced by his evil words. How can you let someone of unknown origin stay in Honmaru? If he plots something wrong──"

Song Xian leaned beside the lord and whispered.He whispered, staring at the man in front of him who couldn't see his real intention.

Seto Jianyang smiled slightly, in the eyes of Ge Xian, those eyes seemed to contain a group of demons dancing wildly, extremely suspicious.

How could he allow such a weirdo to live in their Honmaru?

"Singer, don't worry."

The judge looked back and whispered in his ear, and the four words passed by his ear along with his warm breath.

As usual, a calm smile rolled in Ge Xian's eyes, he didn't know whether to believe the self-confidence that came from nowhere, he pinched the waka anthology hesitantly, the paper was slightly stained with sweat from his hands.

"Semi-sama, I don't need any servants. If you want, you can stay with us as a guest."

Before Song Xian could answer, the lord had already agreed to the other party's request.

"Really? Thank you so much!──Speaking of which, you can just call me Migure. I think no matter what era you are in, calling each other by name is the first step to becoming friends. We are so congenial, Definitely can be best friends."

"Haha, best friend? Sounds good. But I don't have a name to call you."

"If you don't have a name, let me come up with a nickname! In fact, I've been thinking just now that this white dress and extraordinary temperament really match White Jasmine, so I just call it Jasmine and translate it into Jie Siming. What do you think? "

"I have little talent and little knowledge. If it is convenient to call me Mimu, I can do whatever I want."

The lord covered his mouth with his sleeve and laughed lightly, as if he was amused by the fact that the strange language was about to become his synonym.

Only Gexian didn't take it seriously, and he was even quite picky about it, who claimed to be a writer.

The nondescript foreign language does not match the protagonist at all. Compared with it, the protagonist is more suitable to be interpreted by the title of the song.Besides, when it comes to the flowers that complement each other with the god judge, plum blossoms can perfectly set off the snow-like skin and clothes.

He retorted mentally, and suddenly remembered that Sejian's hand was still holding the lord's wrist restlessly.

"When are you going to let go?"

"Jesiming, your sword seems to be quite fierce, or is the sword itself so fierce? Let me tell you, since I have been allowed to use this place, it is a long-term solution for everyone to get along well. That... Kosen Kanesada?"

"I am Kasen Kanesada!"

Song Xian stood up angrily, staring at the disorganized person in front of him, he could almost feel the boiling blood rushing to his forehead.

Setian finally let go of the judge, and stood up to face Ge Xian.He is slender, maybe ten centimeters taller than Song Xian, but this gap does not extinguish the killing intent in Song Xian's heart.

This guy is really sinful, let him disappear gracefully for the time being!

"Hand over, your head."

Ge Xian drew out the body knife on his waist, and set up an attacking stance.

Swinging the long sword from bottom to top, the light of the sword seems to draw a moon in the air.

Ge Xian raised his hands high, clenched the handle of the knife and wanted to cut, but saw Setian smiling brightly.

"Singer, stop now──"

Before the interrogator stopped him, Seti bent down and picked up the unfinished teacup on the table.When he straightened up again and waved his hands, the cup still stained with tea had spun towards him, and the teacup hit Ge Xian's hand holding the knife accurately, and fell to the ground and shattered.

As soon as it hurt, the knife slipped from the loosened hand, and the sound was sonorous and powerful.

Amid the lingering sound of the saber, Ge Xian was firmly grabbed by the arm before he could figure out the situation.

Seeing the right timing, Seto took a step forward to break the momentum, turned around and sank, and kicked up to perform the spell.

Ge Xian was forced to leap into the air, and then his consciousness went blank for a short while, only the magnolia flowers and tatami mats in the courtyard were tumbling in sight.In the end, the whole person hit the ground heavily, and there was a heavy pain in the buttocks.

Kasen Kanesada took a hard shoulder throw.And Semi Migure looked down at him from above with a smile on his face.

"Although there was no competition, technically speaking, I won."

His thoughts have not been clarified yet, but he gritted his teeth reflexively.

"Let's get along well from now on, Kosen Kanesada!"

"Why do you want to know as much as him? This is not like you who usually pretend to be elegant."

The god judge put medicine on Song Xian's red and swollen hands from the teacup, and said in a slightly reproachful tone.

"I'm just a momentary brain fever, I'm really ashamed."

Song Xian, who had calmed down a little, also felt that the impulsiveness at that moment was indeed a bit naive, and immediately lowered her head in embarrassment to defend herself.

But then he raised his eyes and looked at the judge, offering sincere advice.

"But I know that Nazemi is absolutely uneasy and kind, you have to be careful, my lord....Speaking of which, why did you agree to let him live in Honmaru? My lord, do you have full confidence that you will not be harmed?"

The lord rubbed the bandaged hand.

"I'm really free, so it's okay to just let him stay."

"Is it because of...uh, just because of this reason?"

"Yea, haha."

Song Xian was stunned for a few seconds, and then he came back to pinch the hand of the god judge, as if he was reprimanding this absurd reason.But the erratic smile of the judge made him suddenly remember that the lord has always been such a person who does not follow the rules.

Maybe such a thing, for him, is the same as plowing the fields, cleaning the stables, and even going out with them, all of which are just small pleasures to pass the time.

"Besides, can you see that he's going to do me any real harm?"

"He might attack you."

"Is this Honmaru full of swords and Fusangshin?"

"Perhaps he is greedy for your beauty, my lord, and intends to attack at night."

"Hmm. I don't think you guys would allow this to happen."

"...My lord, you can't always use the excuse that you're free to deal with our problems!"

"But I'm really free."

Song Xian couldn't help but sighed.He silently looked at the upright face of the protagonist. Manli was lazy and ethereal. Such a peerless beauty should be accompanied by a beautiful waka, but he didn't have the heart to write a poem right now.

What a headache master.

When can I change my idle temperament?It's just that such an elegant protagonist is also extremely charming.

At this time, the judge suddenly changed the subject.

"Gexian, last time you said you wanted to play games with me. My belt is ready, come and play?"

"...Is my lord really going to play some evil agent game?"

"Let's say it first, don't break your promise. I'm idle now, so you have to play with me anyway."

Song Xian's heart suddenly surged with several waves of mixed emotions of fear and regret.

At that time, he was just talking casually, talking about the rumor that the acting officials like to play a weird game of ripping off the belts of the maids.The maid will rotate with the belt being pulled open layer by layer, like a small spinning top.

The lord was very interested after listening to it, and asked Song Xian to play with him to see what it was like. The last time Song Xian managed to coax him, he didn't expect that the god judge would still be concerned about this matter.

"Although the name of this game tells you that it is not elegant, but if the lord insists."

"Haha, that's good. Come on then, Evil Daikan Kasen Kanesada."

The God Judge has already wrapped the lengthy cloth around his waist layer by layer, covering his delicate waist.Then give the end of the satin to Ge Xian, so that he can stand far away so that he can easily pull the belt.

"Really. Please don't combine my name with this vulgar title."

Song Xian muttered softly.He didn't understand the official method of this weird game at all, so he decided to grab it and give it a hard pump.

"oh......!"

Kasen Kanesada found that he really didn't have the qualifications to be a villainous official.

Because instead of loosening the layered belts, he tore down the God Judge, both human and cloth.

The god judge lost his center of gravity for a moment, and crashed into Song Xian's arms with the traction of the loincloth.

Ge Xian was bumped into his arms by him, staggered, and stabilized his body in time.

"My lord, are you not injured?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Haha, it turns out that this game actually requires skill."

Because of the height difference, the lord had to raise his head to look at Song Xian.The eyes of the two happened to meet, and Song Xian could see the water ripples in the eyes of the lord, which seemed to disappear as fleetingly as an epiphyllum.

The lord is in his arms, and it belongs to him at this moment.

He always chanted waka quietly, watching Honmaru's rapid changes as if nothing had happened.

He inadvertently felt the changes of the seasons, and the figure of the master, like smoke, was blown into his eyes at some point.

The love of my heart, I don't know where it is going; The journey is endless, but I know it will end in time.

It seems that he is close to the elegant way in the floating world, but he can't take care of so many complicated thoughts.

Just think of it as a momentary obsession.Song Xian often comforts herself like this.

This moment is like a lifetime, lingering for a long time.

Just like when he was looking at the lips of the God Judge covering his fair face, they were soft and moist, with an incomparably bright red color.

He couldn't help comforting himself again, that he was just fascinated for a while.

Just because of the momentary confusion, he couldn't restrain the urge in his heart to surge like a heat wave.

Kasen Kanesada raised his hand to press the back of the god judge's head, and kissed him on the lips.

The lord will forgive him.Because he is just a poor man who is confused for a while.

Ahh, he almost felt the mist released by the monster harassing his senses and nerves!

Unexpectedly, the god judge didn't resist, but he didn't actively cooperate either.

Probably frightened and stunned by his sudden action──In a trance, this thought popped into Ge Xian's mind.

The lord let the song fairy raging on his lips as if completely out of control, sucking and biting several times, passionate, passionate, breaking through the city gate, the heart beat violently, as if as long as it jumped so crazy, time would suddenly It seems to stop.

He just wants to get more.

The hotter skin, the more intoxicating body temperature, and even the pulsation of blood that he wanted to keep for himself...

When Ge Xian finally came back to his senses, he found that the interrogator was breathless and lost all strength from his kiss, so he quickly supported his body with his hands.At the same time, a sentence suddenly appeared in the mind of the servant to help Jiao Weili.As if he had done something worse.

Ge Xian immediately realized that he had really done something extraordinary.

The lord's cheeks were dyed crimson from the body temperature, the already rosy lips were slightly red and swollen, and the eyes were rippling.

"...I'm sorry, because I'm a literary sword, I only know how to go all out."

After thinking about it for a while, he could only spit out an apology that was almost justified at the end of the trial match.

I saw the god judge smiled.

The cloud is light and the wind is light, smiling like a flower as always.

"Be careful, Qingguang will turn against you if he finds out."

The god judge pulled off the belt wrapped around his body, left behind these words, turned around and left the door, and fled without a trace.

──Escape?Did the lord really escape?

Perhaps he simply accepted all of this contentedly, as could be foreseen from those eyes that only had slight ripples.

Gently, fleetingly, like a firefly fluttering into the night sky, it disappears in a blink of an eye.

Although the affection was as passionate as fire, it was only true for a moment.If that fiery flame is the pinnacle of so-called happiness, one can't help feeling sad for its disappearance while being happy.

If so, let him die at the moment of the pinnacle of happiness.

As long as he can immerse himself in the happiness in front of him wholeheartedly, he will use his death to stop this moment.

"Don't look at each other through the ages, and go to the underworld in the present..."

The singer Kanesada's lips chanting and singing, but also obsessed with the obsession of the soul.

The author has something to say:

I want to declare that Seto and Gexian will not become CP.

There will be no such plot of falling in love and killing each other, they really just don't like each other.

I made such a statement because the more I write, the more I feel that they are about to become CP (laughs) (beaten by Song Xian)

And the evil generation official game is purely my malicious wwwwww