Draw the sword for the judge

Voice-activated corridor lights, thick sound-absorbing carpets, and a door was carefully opened.

The "girl" with long orange hair poked her head out from behind the door. After looking around, "she" left the room on tiptoe. When "she" turned around to close the door, she peeked at the scene in the room - on the KING bed, a boy who looked somewhat similar to the "girl" was sinking into the soft bed, sleeping deeply.

The "girl" breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, and then walked quickly towards the other end of the corridor.

"Tick tock..."

Suddenly, the "girl" heard the sound of water droplets dripping, and "she" froze her footsteps, and an expression of doubt, bewilderment, and wanting to explore but finally gave up quickly flashed across her face. "She" took another step and walked towards the destination.

"Tick tock..."

"Tick...tick..."

However, what made the "girl"'s footsteps become faster and more chaotic was that the sound of water droplets was getting closer and faster.

The "girl" once again condensed her footsteps. At this moment, she felt the sound of water droplets close at hand, or in other words, "she" who was falling from the ceiling in front of her finally looked at the source of the water droplets, and then...

"Ah——" In the middle of the night, there was a shrill scream in the corridor.

Qinglin's nib, which was correcting the document, stopped, and he looked up at the document that had been reduced to two-thirds by his hand, and continued to write vigorously.

A few seconds later, Sanriyue, who was taking a bath in the bathroom, came out with her wet hair wrapped loosely in a towel and a towel around her waist.

"Main Hall, what happened? I heard a scream?" After that, he walked towards Qinglin with a step more graceful than a model wearing 12cm high heels.

The nib in Qinglin's hand paused again. This time, in the choice between documents and things outside of work, this workaholic gentleman chose the latter.

Sanriyue Jian Qinglin took out the hair dryer in the desk drawer, happily walked over, then sat on the seat Qinglin gave up, and asked Qinglin to help him dry his hair.

A few minutes later, the scalp was blown dry, and when the long hair was [-]% dry, he applied essential oil for hair care to Grandpa Zhendao's long hair, and then Qinglin sent Zhendao away from his chair.

Mikazuki originally wanted to play tricks, but it didn't work. After Qinglin smiled and sacrificed the ultimate weapon for working together, the Heian era old man who didn't want to struggle before going to bed suddenly covered his chest with one hand and his mouth with the other and coughed dryly.Afterwards, the long-haired handsome man with a bath towel wrapped around his waist bent over and staggered out of Qinglin's sight with an "old and old" appearance.

Qinglin looked at this Zhenlun's ability to make jokes is absolutely no less than the troublemaker's grandfather Dao, helpless.After that, he brushed his bangs too long and used a duckbill hair clip to hold back the hair that had grown a lot since he met Sanriyue, and continued to work.

When Sanriyue changed her bath towel into her pajamas and came back, what she saw was the scene where her favorite object was still working.When he was idle and bored, he took out the tea set and tea leaves from the storage space, sat on the soft cushion brought from under the sofa to the carpet, and while cooking tea, he admired the beauty's seriousness in doing things.

Sanriyue felt that Qinglin, who was reviewing the document, would smile slightly, frowned slightly, or show a kind of contempt for high IQ to low IQ because of the content of the document, was more real than any moment... Of course, she was also more cute.

It's like evolving from a universal doll to an ordinary human being with love, hatred, anger, and ignorance~~

I like to study people, not only did my curiosity not pass away because of the years, but it became more intense in the Heian era swords, I thought to myself looking at the young man with emerald black slightly curly hair not far away.

"There is a learning machine in the third drawer behind you..." Although there is an illness somewhere, but the body is extremely healthy, and the body is a "sensitive constitution" trained in the wind and rain. Qinglin, who saw all the cells in his body screaming, made a sound under the unbearable.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry for the main hall~~" the cheeky Grandpa Dao laughed affirmatively.

"..." Qinglin's pen tip paused again, but this time, he chose the former when it came to work and things other than work - he was afraid that he would accidentally pinch the vibrating knife in his rage because of the previous gaze!

"Hahaha, it turns out that life lies in learning~~" Grandpa Dao, who didn't know that he was about to "sleep" in the repair cabin, opened the drawer with kindness.

He unpacked the learning machine according to the instructions.

While turning on the learning machine shaped like a tablet computer and turning it on, he stuffed a bluetooth headset-shaped earphone into his ear.

And when the earbuds touch the AI ​​earbuds with condensed spiritual force worn on the earbones of Sanriyue, the AI ​​earbuds separate several filaments invisible to the naked eye and enter the earbuds. Mysterious runes flashed in an instant.

"Master, what is the current lingua franca?" Looking at Yitong's tutorial, Sanriyue, who didn't know that her AI earbuds were "making trouble", chose the language chapter of the first chapter.Then, among the tens of thousands of languages, he who automatically ignores the R language asked.

"English," Qinglin said affirmatively, "I recommend you to learn standard spoken English with an Oxford accent," so that even if you don't understand what others are saying, you can ensure that others understand what you are saying. As for Japanese English, hehe, forget it Bar!

"And if you have time, you can learn the Mandarin of the flower grower next door..." To a certain extent, Qinglin brought Hakata Toshiro here because of his language ability.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" (Yes, Your Majesty!)

Sanriyue, who had chosen a good language, looked at the words and explanations that popped up instantly on the tablet, and immediately learned what he had learned from the voice that was conveyed to his mind through the earphones.

The corner of Qinglin's mouth twitched, showing a perfectly curved smile, but with a smile that could be said to be domineering, but it could also be said to be the kind of evil temperament unique to the superior.

Seeing this smile, Sanriyue couldn't help adjusting her sitting posture, and when she looked up at Qinglin again, Qinglin had already restrained her smile, and continued to work hard to correct the document.

A pity flashed in Sanriyue's heart, but when he thought about the lethality of this smile, he felt that his Patriarch did his best for his safety...

In this way, the two people in the room began to work hard to correct the documents, and the other worked hard to study on the learning machine and live in harmony.

With the help of the AI ​​that stayed on the ear bone, Sanriyue's learning progress was very fast, and she showed her language talent subtly.

"Ding dong ding dong..." And when San Riyue decided to take a break and drink tea to moisten his throat, the doorbell of the room where he and Qing Lin were staying rang.

Sanriyue was puzzled, and after looking at the motionless Qinglin, she put down her teacup and walked towards the door unhurriedly.

"Hahaha, so it's Bodo..." Looking at the little dagger with a complicated expression outside the door, facing this unexpected situation, but to a certain extent, it was also expected, the corner of San Riyue's mouth slightly raised , said slowly.

"Woo, Mikazukiden..." Seeing the noble sword of the Heian era looking down at him, Awataguchi ditto couldn't help trembling when he faintly felt the other party's unhappiness.But in the next second, when he thought of the chaos that he had not returned to the room so far, he summoned courage again.

"Sanri Yuedian, have you seen the chaos?" He raised his head and asked.

"Chaos?" San Riyue blinked, then he lowered his head and asked with a smile, "Did Zhen Xiaodao go out at night?"

"...Well, I'm going out..." Although I didn't say anything about not being able to go out at night, normal people would not go out in this unfamiliar place and lack of entertainment in a certain sense-this place even There is no reason for people to go out to find the toilet and wash the bathroom.

"But it's nonsense that he will come to the main hall to play..." Bodo also knew that it was unreasonable for him to come to the door, but he remembered what Luan said before, and still chose to come here immediately.

"Okay," because Hakata is Honmaru's sword, so he didn't want to get away from Mikazuki who really made the little dagger cry, "come in first!"

"Yes, thank you Sanriyueden!" Hakata Toshiro immediately saluted.Then he walked as lightly as possible, and he entered the room cautiously, who was almost tiptoeing.

Mikayue saw him in a funny way, smiling.

And at this moment, San Riyue, who was about to close the door casually, suddenly felt a scrutiny that shocked him.Faster than his eyes, he let out the throwing knife that he condensed with his strength and always kept with him in that direction—this is a habit he developed in the ninja world, and the throwing knife was inspired by the kunai that ninjas are used to. Come.

The flying knife quickly hit the target, and at the same time, San Riyue's eyes also turned in that direction.

San Riyue didn't see the figure of the owner of the gaze, but he saw a liquid stained on his throwing knife.

"What happened?" Qing Lin who heard the sound appeared behind San Riyue.Afterwards, after crossing the crescent moon, he quickly appeared at the location of the flying knife with his long legs.

He pulled out the flying knife and stared at the viscous liquid on the cold blade.

"Blood?" Although the color of the liquid was milky white that had turned yellow due to too long a period of time, Sanriyue could smell rust...or, in other words, the smell of blood, but it wasn't fresh blood.

"The...retrospective army is here?" Honmaru's small dagger under the name of Tokino Government, whose imagination was restricted, tremblingly said as he touched the body knife at his waist.

"Did Luan be taken away by... the retrograde army?" Although he only took a few steps just now, relying on the scouting ability of the short knife, he still had a clear look at the direction of Qinglin, that is, he did not see Luan. Fujishiro Nakino Hakata, who has a conspicuous orange long hair and short sword.

"No..." Qinglin suddenly moved closer to Bodo, and then, before Bodo was frightened by this terrifyingly perfect face because he looked at him from a close distance, he said to Xiaodao Dao in a slow and resentful voice: " ...It's actually...a ghost..."

"what……"

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Bodo: Ah... It seems that I killed this scary guy!