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Pressing and cutting Hasebe is puzzling.

A man named Migure Semi nearly captures Honmaru.To be precise, it is the god judge who almost wants to control them.

Hasebe has always believed that the protagonist is very self-controlled, not only has a good character and ability, but also treats swords equally and loves them equally.Compared with his former master, he was indeed a rare and perfect master.

However, the god judge is now allowing this guy of unknown origin to do whatever he wants in this pill.

Picking a few things at random can make excellent examples of this.

"Jesiming, can you lend me the pressed and cut short valley so that he can chat with me?"

"Okay, as long as Hasebe is willing."

"Jesmin, can I ride that little skylark from the stables out for a walk?"

"Okay. Remember to come back when it gets dark."

"Jesmin, can I sleep in your room tonight!"

"Okay. But you have to bring your own quilt here."

good what good?No!

That's all for Qing Guang, how can he sleep in the same room with this guy who looks very conspiratorial!

When hearing this conversation, Hasebe felt like a thunderbolt.

It was as if all the nerve cords in the brain had exploded and shattered, and I had a splitting headache.

Fortunately, really fortunately.That night, Qingguang forced his way in, and stared at Seti fiercely, like eating raw meat, to prevent him from overstepping the rules with the lord.The next day, the expression on Seto's face completely expressed the embarrassment and discomfort of the three of them squeezed into the same room.

Relying on her status as a distinguished guest, Seti made corrections and made unreasonable demands based on her status as a close friend of the lord.At the beginning, Hasebe guessed that the lord might be deceived by the word "best friend" he had never had before, so he indulged Semi's nonsense.

However, this speculation was overturned in the conversation with the judge the night before──

It is only natural to want to ask the lord about it.

Curiosity cannot be easily suppressed by anyone.What's more, for a person like Hasebe who has a loyal dog's soul, as long as he doesn't think about the god judge for a while, he will feel something is wrong.

So he asked, straight to the point.

Why let Setami enter Honmaru, and why agree to his request?

Inquisitors usually accept their questions in their entirety.However, most of them will be perfunctory in the end.

The Lord's honest and orderly answer has long been included in one of the seven surprising legends of Honmaru.

"Although I have repeatedly emphasized that I am really idle and fine, you probably won't believe it, haha."

Although Hasebe had made a lot of mental preparations, he was still disappointed when he heard the answer.It's not that he doesn't want to believe it, it's just that what he wants is a more detailed and convincing reason.

"Even if I'm really idle, I just don't understand, what kind of fun can this person bring to you, my lord?"

"When the purpose and life experience are not yet clear, his actions will become clues."

"You want to find clues. Is this why you accept what you want from Senmi? Isn't it because Semi claimed to be your first friend...was being rude, and was blinded by the term best friend? "

"I think you may have overestimated the influence my best friend has on me."

Hasebe paused for a moment at the beautiful face of the examiner who couldn't help but laugh.

──He heard the wishful thinking of the god judge clearly.

From the very beginning, the protagonist wants to find out the true identity of Migure Semi.Probably doubtful about a certain statement in that life experience.

After all, the mere appearance of Sejian is full of doubts. He is obviously good at martial arts, so why did he escape from the next door in embarrassment?It must be a little trick to lure wolves into the house.He can really say he's done with this part.

But what is his purpose in entering Honmaru?

This is a point of question that Hasebe cannot come up with an answer to.

So far, after leaving aside the possibility of pure idiots, no clues of motives have been found.

Now, in front of Hasebe's eyes, Semi is chatting with the lord.

He was embracing the lord at the back, and pressed his fist on the table with one hand, letting the examiner pull his hand to move, imitating some kind of "mouse".It's called chatting, but in fact it's more like looking for an opportunity to mess with the judge.

"You see, in our time, all kinds of information can be displayed on the screen just by moving the mouse."

"This tool called a computer seems to be very convenient."

The lord is earnestly learning about the future century.He is a person full of thirst for knowledge, and more importantly, he is also a person who is always idle, so there is nothing wrong with learning.

Seti must be aiming at this point, and took the opportunity to have physical contact with the judge.At least in Hasebe's eyes.

It's so rampant under the nose of his pressing Hasebe!

How much he wanted to draw his knife and cut this guy in half on the spot.

But because the lord treats Setian as a guest, no one dares to eradicate this eye-catching guy.

Whenever this happened, he would always think of the scene of Ge Xian being thrown over his shoulder to persuade himself to calm down.

Hasebe stared at Semi who was in front of him.

Okurigara, who was a little far away from him, moved and sat next to him.

"Boss Wanwu No. [-]."

Then Okuri sighed as loudly as he could hear.

Are you talking about Seto?Boss number two?Means there is another number one?Speaking of which, did you come here to talk because you intend to have a good relationship with him?

Questions suddenly poured into his fast-running head like a tide, disrupting the rhythm of his original thinking.

"Uh... who is that number one?"

he asked hesitantly.The smiling Qingjiang who happened to pass by beside him sneezed suddenly.

Whether it is killing retainers or burning temples, as long as it is the master's wish, he will definitely accomplish his mission.

Therefore, Hasebe also hopes that he can bring the best clues to the lord.

Seti often borrows swords from the god judges, and on the surface says that he wants to chat with them to relieve boredom, but the real intention is unknown.

Hasebe was also borrowed not long ago.

According to his intuition, it was more like an interrogation, an inexplicable investigation than an ordinary chat.

But he could not find the meaning in the hidden words at all.

"Do your swords have food you like or hate?"

"As far as I'm concerned, I don't have any particular likes or dislikes. Daggers are probably more likely to be picky eaters."

"Oh, that's it. Then you will have three meals as normal, right?"

"Basically, yes."

"That's how it is, that's how it is."

Semi made a mark on the paper.He always has a smile on his face, which is different from the gentle smile of the protagonist. That smile seems to have ulterior motives and is extremely treacherous, although it may be due to the visual error caused by Hasebe's prejudice and likes and dislikes towards him.

He was taking notes very seriously, and the notes looked as suspicious as the author.

"Is there any other problem? If not, my lord asked me to go on duty in the field."

"Hmm. You like Jasmin very much, don't you?"

Seti suddenly stopped writing, and looked up at Hasebe.The extremely sharp eyes are like a falcon seeing a mouse.

Hasebe subconsciously stretched his nerves and muscles slightly, ready to deal with sudden crises at any time.

"Of course, it is my duty to obey the master's order, and it is my heart's desire to love and respect the master. If the master's enemy is close in front of me, I will recklessly kill them with a knife...to be exact, with a single blow. "

While saying this, he raised his face and squinted his eyes to look directly at Seti.

"Ha, that's great. Then the time for gossip is over, I'll go first."

For the threat contained in his words, Setian was not moved at all, but grinned to show her snow-white teeth.He originally got up and wanted to leave, but when he reached the door, he suddenly turned his head and smiled sideways at Hasebe.

"By the way, I heard that your former master was Oda Nobunaga."

"......so what?"

Hearing the former master's name, Hasebe's hearing was unconsciously sensitive, and he glared at Migure Semi.

"Aha, as expected of the Demon King's sword. Didn't you realize it yourself? You, unintentionally showing your arrogance!"

Semi finished speaking, laughed loudly and left the room.

He didn't want to be compared with the man he hated, but he couldn't erase the fact that he had once served under his command.

Oda Nobunaga, known as the Demon Lord of the Sixth Heaven, his former master.

With a surly personality, cruel and ruthless, but also very strategic, brave and good at fighting, he is known as one of the three heroes of the Warring States Period.

Hasebe didn't want to be tainted with a rebellious temperament at all, but unfortunately things backfired.

As long as he goes to the battlefield and lifts the long knife, he can't suppress the will to rush up and thirst for blood at all.

And not just on the battlefield.

Occasionally, he almost couldn't help but want to push the judge in front of him down, and then fiercely and indulgently...

Someone once said that Hasebe had the innate arrogance of a demon king.

Obviously he has tried his best to stop this hateful madness from rushing out of his body.

What if he hurt the lord because of his stupid desire?

At that time, he will definitely not forgive himself!

He must be rigorous.

Brutal and brutal, absolutely prohibited.

Slash only needs to be performed on the battlefield.

He must refrain from--

"Hasebe, you are here. Do you want to go to the cafeteria with me?"

The call of the god judge escaped into his ears, Hasebe finally came back to his senses, and when he looked up, he saw the lord standing in front of him with a puzzled expression.Under the sunlight at noon, a white kimono seems to reveal a warm and soft texture.

When the bouncing Zaemon jumped in front of him and sniffed, he really clarified his thoughts and hesitated.

"But I have to go on duty in the fields..."

"It's lunch time, let's eat before we go to work."

Of course, the lord's invitation is more respectful than obedience.Hasebe struggled for a while, then followed obediently to the cafeteria.

After that, Hasebe was once again puzzled by the pressure cut.

Why did things come to this?

He still couldn't go to the field, and he clearly said that he had to finish his work after lunch.He felt a severe blow to his sense of responsibility, but his conscience would have been more severely condemned if he ignored the situation at hand.

The lord fell ill.For no reason.

The judge was still in good spirits until just now, but now he collapsed in Hasebe's arms, his face was flushed and he had a high fever.Because things happened so suddenly, everyone seemed to be in a hurry.

Not long ago, several troops went out on a large-scale battle and expedition, leaving the daggers to look after the house. Now the shortage of personnel is terrible, which can be said to be the worst of bad luck.Hasebe stayed here in order to finish plowing the fields. This is the only thing to be thankful for.

Now only Zhang Gu can take care of the lord alone.

Semi is also staying in Honmaru, but Hasebe will never allow him to touch a hair of the judge.

What's more, the judge collapsed about an hour after eating, and Seti often hangs around the kitchen in the name of helping.

"I wouldn't do such immoral things as poisoning Jasmin."

With a light whistle, Semi said lightly.

"Why do you have to doubt me? It's clear that Ming Tada is the one in charge of the kitchen, and I'm just helping out."

"Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada will not do anything to hurt the lord."

Hase Kiri said harshly, with a fierce look on his face, he turned his head and glared fiercely at Seti.Although he really wanted to kill this suspected guy on the spot, the most important thing right now was to take good care of the interrogator.

"It's best not to act rashly, I will come back later to deal with you!"

"Yes, yes, Lord Demon King."

Hasebe hugged the protagonist horizontally without any effort.The god judge has a well-proportioned figure, not as light as paper but soft as a feather, with a thick feel and weight.He was weak all over because of the illness, so he could only lean on him softly like a limp.

There was a slight wind outside, and after sending the inquisitor into the bed, he got up and closed the paper door tightly.

"Hasebe..."

"My lord? Do you need me to do something for you?"

Hearing the subtle call from the judge, Hasebe hurriedly rushed to the bedside, for fear of missing any order.Next to the pillow was a basin of clean water that he brought just now. He had never taken care of a patient with a fever, but at least he knew that he needed to cool down his body.

The lord just shook his head, gently grabbed his sleeve, and gestured to his face with the other hand.

"Look, your expression...Semi told me that you are domineering, and what you said is true...haha."

Because of the high fever, the inquisitor's thoughts should be blurred, but he tried hard to force a smile.

Only then did Hasebe realize that he was frowning subconsciously.

"My lord, you need to rest more, please close your eyes."

"It's so hot in the room that I feel irritable... just talk to me, maybe the fever will subside after a while. This is an order."

The lord really knew what words could bring him to his knees.Hasebe lowered his head silently, and wiped the examiner's cheek with a damp towel.

In fact, being able to be alone with the lord, he couldn't help but secretly pleased about it. Although he knew it was inappropriate, he still couldn't help but feel joy in his heart, because it was really difficult to share the lord's love equally with a group of swords.

"Does your lord also think that I have the same temperament as the former lord?"

"Because it's the previous owner's sword...it's reasonable to have some similarities. Isn't everyone like this?"

The judge took a breath, and it seemed that it was a bit difficult for him to finish a complete and thoughtful sentence.

"Yes. But Oda Nobu used to own so many knives, but I seem to be the only one who is particularly similar to him. This is not what I want. I don't want to inherit such a brutal temperament like the name he gave me."

"Cruel? But you didn't cause harm to anyone because of it, except for the actual combat──"

"Do we have to wait until the damage is actually done!"

Hasebe said suddenly.

Seeing the lord's eyes widened in shock, he quickly bowed his head and apologized.Regarding this matter, he has been secretly distressed for a long time. He hopes that someone can explain his doubts and what to do to get rid of this curse-like madness.

Let him be a simple and faithful servant.

He doesn't need the demeanor of an overlord at all, he doesn't need to fight for land and dominate the world, he is just a knife born for the lord.

Just wield the sword for the master.

Do your best for the master

"Just as the moon waxes and wanes, a person also has many faces. It is absolutely impossible to only exist on the visible surface. We can't say that the moon is not the moon when it turns into a crescent moon. When you look at me... ...what did you see?"

The voice of the god judge was as angry as silk, but the meaning was extremely firm.

Hasebe rolled his eyes, thought for a while before saying.

"In my eyes, you are an excellent lord who looks like a fairy and has a good character."

"But in fact, I'm an ordinary person who has been haunted for a long time by ghosts that don't exist."

"Don't say that..."

The god judge propped himself up, his face was reddened by the high temperature, his eyes were as moist as a newborn deer, and his struggling panting seemed to turn into a white mist floating around the corner of his mouth.I saw a calm and breezy look on his lips that was different from the current situation.

No matter when it is always so elegant, natural and unrestrained.

"Haha. I mean, no matter what your character is, those are the characteristics of Hasebe. If you refuse to accept yourself like this, then I can't do anything about it. Personally, I really like everyone here Traits."

Is this trust, or a kind of ignorance that doesn't hurt?

Does the god judge really understand his madness, even if it breaks out, even mountains and seas can be destroyed.

He wanted to ruthlessly, indulgently—

The madness that almost broke through the lips and teeth, the aura of a demon king.

He repeatedly warned himself that he must be rigorous, and that he must restrain himself from brutality and brutality.

But now the God Judge said that he could fully accept such arbitrary absurdity.

Maybe he has to try.

You don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, and you don't die when you don't see the Yellow River.

He has to try, can the lord really accept the coffin?

Or, it's just a bluff and comforting words.

It is stated in advance that no matter what the result is, he still likes the lord.

"In other words, no matter what I show, you will accept everything, right?"

"Of course."

"Since you are so seriously ill, my lord, let's not talk about the cause, I have a method here that can probably relieve your pain. It may make you feel uncomfortable on other levels, if you believe me..."

"Haha, I believe in you. Anyway, I'm suffering too, so please end this illness for me early."

The inquisitor obviously didn't know what was going on in his mind, but he still accepted his proposal gladly.It was an excellent start to his little experiment, and Hasebe felt his throat go dry and licked his lips reflexively.

"Then, forgive me."

After the god judge fell asleep, Hasebe quietly walked out and closed the paper door.

He stared blankly at the white stain on his hands, and the pictures not long ago were spinning rapidly in his mind, stirring his brain nerves, maybe because it was too exciting, he seemed to feel extremely mentally weak and exhausted.

He must be crazy to do that.To make matters worse, the last sentence of the protagonist is really intriguing.

The protagonist probably regarded Hasebe as a natural pervert, and then said that he would also love the perverted sword.

So what's the difference between him and Seto?

How could he bear to become a pervert in the eyes of the lord!

However, the fact is exactly that, he actually took advantage of the lord's illness to act that kind of crime that deserves death.

The next day, he would definitely go to the lord to apologize thousands of times. If the lord wanted, he could do seppuku immediately.

Hasebe sighed and took a basin of water to wash his hands.

When I poured out the dirty water, I happened to meet the troops who had just returned to Honmaru. They had already heard what had happened, and they were angry.

As soon as Qingguang saw Hasebe, he grabbed his clothes and asked him why he didn't teach Setami that bastard well.

"I told him to wait for me to deal with him..."

"Then why did I see him wandering the street just now?

"Speaking of which, why is your face so red? Did you do something wrong?"

Hasebe, who was trying to defend himself, suddenly choked on his saliva.

──It seems that Yakiri Hasebe still has a long way to go on the road of self-condemnation.

The author has something to say:

There is a little bit of minced meat in this dish, really only a little bit.

Although only a little bit, but still was issued a warning letter.

Originally, I didn't want the plot to be difficult to read, so I nodded my head to let everyone know what happened next.

Now I have to fix everything, please go to my communication world to find secret treasures_(:3」∠)_

When it comes to Hasebe, there are many stalks I want to write, which is force majeure.

Why should my brain do its own thing?I agreed to write only [-] words, but I wrote [-] words before I knew it.

I hope you will not think my article is a lot of nonsense, even if you think it is a lot, please don't hit me.