God Judge's Dark Fall Project[Comprehensive]

After making such a promise, Hasebe thought it would be a one-man battle that would risk one's life.Although the process was tragic, as long as he could get along with the God Judge alone, it would be a worthwhile trip, who knows——

"You guys, what do you mean?!"

He watched a group of people rushing back with their blankets in their arms after leaving, a vein burst out beside his temple, and he jumped to convey his anger.

The leader, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, still had that hippie smile on his face, and said confidently, "Don't worry, I won't disturb you telling ghost stories. We all have our own earplugs."

After all, Taidao also raised the colorful earplugs in his hand to prove that what he said was true.But obviously, this will only make Hasebe's anger continue to rise, almost to the point where it turns into tongues of fire and spews out of his mouth.

"I, say, no, yes, this...!" He gritted his teeth, desperately reminding himself that he was still "wearing a crime", so he didn't directly use the scabbard to draw these malicious guys out. God.

Regrettably, the other party not only did not appreciate it, but hugged the quilt and muttered lines such as "Let's give way", deliberately squeezed him who was blocked outside the door to the door frame, and then swaggered into the castle tower .

"...Hey! You guys are really... ohhhhh!"

Hasebe had just recovered from the previous round of bedding pressing his face, and before he could finish his roar, he suffered another round of continuous critical attacks.The crowd who filed in seemed to regard this as a door-entry ceremony, and pressed him against the door frame one after another. After the last one walked in, he was able to get away, lying on the ground in a daze, gasping for breath.

—Revenge...or jealousy?That's right, it was because of jealousy that these guys came to ruin the time he spent alone with Lord God Judge!He must not admit defeat!

Competing for favor was far stronger than anger, he didn't care about what happened just now, stood up suddenly, once again displayed extremely high mobility, and ran up the stairs to the second floor.

But the scene in front of him made him feel like he was dreaming.

The last time I came here, the situation on the second floor fully explained what is meant by "dirty and messy", and it is not a place where people can live at all.Coupled with the battle that broke out before, the wall on one side was almost smashed through, making it look even more dilapidated, as if it would collapse completely in the next second.

But now the whole house has a brand new look, the floor has been cleaned up, the damp tatami mats have been replaced with soft and tidy bedding, the leaky Zhangzi door has been pasted with new paper, and even the walls are temporarily covered with sheets , finally became like a habitable place.

This place is similar to a court room. It is usually used to relax and enjoy the scenery or take a nap at noon. It is extremely spacious and bright enough to accommodate a dozen people to lay down bedding.The place that was originally used as a bedroom was temporarily put aside because it was too narrow.

Now, more than a dozen people have already found their own positions, surrounded the place where the judge slept in the center, and specially left a space for Hasebe beside him.

And the boy with warm brown hair was talking to a bulging quilt at the moment, and he kept digging into it with one hand, as if he wanted to pull something out.

"Are you going to start playing this game again today? But before that, I haven't done what I promised." After finding that there was no way to dig Yamabuchi out of it, he simply squeezed in from the edge of the quilt and tried his best. Put your head in there first.

It was very dark inside the quilt, but fortunately he had turned up the night vision function in advance, so he could clearly see the other party's bewildered appearance - to be honest, the blond Da Dao always showed a similar expression when facing him, So he habitually understands that emotions such as happiness are at work.After all, that was the face that Sakura Fubuki had before!

"Answer, what did you promise..." Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro, who had just woken up not long ago, was still confused.Passing out in front of so many people made him feel very depressed, and because of the single ghost incident, he still couldn't recover from it, so his heart was in a mess, and he couldn't remember what the other party was referring to.

However, after finally squeezing half of his body in and opening his mouth to the interrogator who was almost cheek-to-cheek with him, he immediately realized that something was going to happen.

"It's today's compliment. I have prepared a lot. Do you want to hear about appearance, heart or temperament? Or poetry and haiku?"

"I, I, I don't need..." He weakly refused, still rejoicing that it was dark inside and the other party couldn't see his embarrassment now.But darkness can always give him the courage to confide in his heart. Even if he knows that there are many people outside, but in the small world with only the two of them, he still can't help but despise himself and say, "Do you think I'm weak, that I will be scared?" I have to pass out or something... It's probably because it's an imitation, so compared to everyone else, I can't do anything well..."

"It's not like that!"

Hearing this, Mio immediately held his shoulders with both hands, and explained very seriously: "On the contrary, Yamabugiri is too strong, so the reaction to ghosts is so strong! Has no one told you that the body The greater the energy contained, the stronger the perception of creatures in nature will be, and now it's just because you haven't grasped it correctly."

The boy's light blue eyes are close at hand, and in a completely dark world, they are able to flicker with a radiant glow like hidden fireflies, allowing him to clearly see the sincerity in the other's eyes.

So Da Dao, who was originally inferior, was shaken unconsciously, and chose to believe that statement.It should be said that he has been looking forward to someone to recognize him in his heart—just like now, or last time, he said over and over again that he is actually very good, and he can also be strongly needed by someone like everyone else .Although this kind of thinking is very greedy, it seems to be a medicine that can calm the mind and bring an unprecedented sense of stability.

He thought that he had found the meaning of his existence and finally knew how to do it.

"No matter what kind of power it is, I will try my best to grasp it, make myself stronger and sharper, and then use it to protect you." He shed the long-standing gray shell, and in the eyes of the other party, he became like a newly cast man. Like a good sword, it shines with a dazzling elegance.

—No more fear, no more shrinking, no more feeling worthless.Because in this person's eyes, he is very strong.

Mio, who was narrating the script to the database, didn't know the impact of these words at all, but seeing that Yamabagiri seemed to cheer up, she leaned forward and gave an encouraging light kiss as said in the book.

His temperature was lower than normal, so when he rubbed against his already flushed cheeks, it brought a more vivid touch.

Even if it wasn't the first time he had experienced this kind of thing, the blond-haired Da Dao was still suffocating nervously, and then burst into a more earth-shattering Sakura Fubuki than last time.

This accident happened in just 1 minute, even if the surrounding Dark Fallen Knives were peeking at the bulging quilt from the corner of their eyes, but because they couldn't see what was going on inside, they waited for the pink flower sea to come out of the quilt directly. Only when the edges curled up and spread out with astonishing momentum did I realize that things were out of control.

——What did the god judge do again? !No, Yamabukiri, can't you control your mood? This isn't Sakura Fubuki, it's a blizzard!

Just when they were heartbroken, the quilt, which could not withstand the impact of Sakura Fubuki, flew upwards, revealing Mio, who was also pushed unsteadily by the huge amount of petals inside.

The few people who were closest rushed to pick it up, but unexpectedly, Hasebe, who stood the farthest, was the fastest. In almost a second, he rushed to the God Judge like an arrow off the string. He also stretched out his palm to pull the person into his arms.

His fingers had already touched the cuff of the other party's fluttering, and he could even feel the slender and beautiful five fingers hidden under it, as well as the sweet breath like cherry blossoms.

Accident happened suddenly——

The sea of ​​cherry blossoms gathered in a ball flew from the center to the surroundings in an instant, as if the passage was cut open by a sharp sword at an extremely fast speed, and at the next moment, a figure suddenly appeared, holding the boy's waist with one hand and walking back In the area, he asked the other party to regain his footing.

Standing among the cherry blossom petals scattered all over the ground, Dadao with beautiful blond hair has no less elegance, just like a bright moon leaping from the sky, her whole body is covered with a warm but unique luster.

It felt like the first forging of a sword. When it first appeared, it walked out of the falling cherry blossoms. It seemed that it could kill everything for its master—that undivided loyalty and trust were able to sharpen the blade. of whetstone.

"Are you okay?" Yamabuchi didn't wear a blanket, and for the first time, he didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, but lowered his head to ask the people around him.

"Of course it's okay, Sakura Fukiyuki is really super interesting! And this level of explosion should only be possible by Yamabukiri."

Looking at the data in the database, Miobi commented realistically.But his words will always trigger different reactions, and in Yamabuchi's ears, it is naturally another word of unreserved praise, although it makes people a little shy.

The blond Dao Dao's cheeks were still flushed, and he didn't use his hands to block it. Instead, he nodded and apologized to the people around him: "I'm sorry for the inconvenience caused to everyone. Now get up temporarily, and I will do everything. After cleaning, return to the original position."

"I'm also here to help, and the tools just now are still outside the door." Yao Yan stood up, took the cleaning tools that hadn't been used for a long time from not far away, and helped to sweep the cherry blossoms that almost filled the room to the ground. Clean up outside.

Candlestick Kiri, Horikawa, and Utasen, who are good at housework, will naturally not be idle, and they also rushed to help.Those like Izumi Mamoru and Tsurumaru who would only add to the chaos consciously took Taro Tachi and Awataguchi's two-shock dagger to the side and waited obediently.

In the whole room, only Hasebe, who still stiffened and kept the original shape, stands out.He seemed to have wandered into other dimensions, his expression was blank, and everyone couldn't even feel that everyone deliberately avoided him to deal with the cherry blossom petals on the ground.

He, who cut Hasebe, not only loses in speed, but even the racial talent skills such as Sakura Fubuki will be completely defeated? !Damn, is he not paying enough attention to the god judge? He can't activate it on his own, no matter how hard he tries...

——Think about it, Hasebe, happy things, happy memories, exciting moments...

Avoiding the painful past in his mind, he desperately searched for the part about the judge, and finally caught a little memory.

Just now, in the front hall, the warmth and touch brought by the young human's hands... He really felt it.

Recalling the mood at that time, a small cluster of Sakura Fuki snow finally bloomed on the top of his head with a "puchi", and gently fell down along the clothes.

"Judging...!" Like a child eager to show off, even if he knew that he was not as good as Yamabuki, he still wanted to show that person the results.

But as soon as he uttered a syllable, he was stopped by the song fairy who was cleaning the area around him.Da Dao, who is known as the Department of Literature, rolled his eyes covertly, threw his broom on the floor, and said in an education, "Mr. Hasebe, please don't increase our workload any more, okay?"