What kind of experience is it like to be reincarnated as a god judge?[Comprehensive]

Apple's face was still calm, but the body leaned forward slightly, and the frequency of typing on the keyboard increased a lot.

Miss Sister is Justice: [Aside from beautiful girl games, what else can make me interested? 】

『』: 【Yes, there seems to be nothing but beautiful girls. 】

Miss Sister is Justice: [Speaking of which, you haven’t logged in for a long time, which is very abnormal. 】

『』:【Something interesting happened. 】

Young lady is justice: 【】

『』:【Yeah, I was just brought to another world by a guy who called himself a god, planning to start a duel. 】

Young lady is justice: […]

Miss Sister is Justice: [Although I don't know where to complain, I still wish you good luck. 】

"": 【Thank you. 】

Miss Sister is Justice: [Speaking of which, do you have anything to do with me? 】

『』:【It’s nothing important, I just wanted to test the signal problem, but it seems to be cut off soon. 】

——————『』is offline—————

There was a sound of typing on the keyboard, and Apple's hands suddenly tightened. After hesitating for a long time, he still deleted a few lines of text that had been typed in the chat box.

We all have things to do.

Pressed the chat page, and returned to the game page again.

The exquisite picture and beautiful sound feel dull at this time.

Without the desire to continue the game, Apple simply gave up the game and spun round and round on the swivel chair.

The god outside was still sleeping soundly, and even the lord god let out a disturbing snoring sound, and the sound outside set off the quietness of the room.

It's only past six o'clock now, but the birds are singing very crisply outside, the heavy curtains completely deprive the sun of the sun, and there is no light in the room, the computer screen is the only light.

The swivel chair turned back to its original position, and Apple stared at the computer in a daze for a while, but felt bored for no reason, and finally turned his back.

The infrequent negative emotions make Apple not happy, but it’s hard to say how uncomfortable it is. It’s like a string has adjusted her to mid-air. It’s not a scary height. There is no sense of security.

Apple doesn't like this feeling, which makes her very uncomfortable who has always been bad at dealing with various emotions.

"If only the world was as simple as a strategy game."

Looking at the rows of strategy games on the screen, Apple couldn't help sighing.

With guidance and just a few options, it is quite easy.

Unfortunately, she is not a character in the game, but a living human being.

"Maybe it's too sleepy, it's easy for people to think too much before going to bed." Looking at the empty big bed, Apple convinced himself.

The quilt was still under the bed, and Apple didn't feel like dragging it, so it got into the quilt and yawned.

Sure enough, no one warmed the bed, and the quilts were all cold.

Consciousness was ups and downs, and under Apple's expectations, he finally gradually fell into a shallow sleep.

I feel bad, I can't wake up, I can't get rid of negative emotions, and I lose control of my hands and feet.

Fortunately, this uncomfortable feeling didn't last long, and she was woken up by the constant ringing of the bell.

Although this doorbell is usually annoying, Apple is still very grateful for this doorbell at this time.

But this does not affect Apple's determination to dismantle it in the slightest.

Yes, she is that willful.

While making this decision, Apple rubbed his sleepy eyes, and walked towards the door in a nonchalant manner.

Passing by the living room, what impressed her the most was that even though the sound of the doorbell was disturbing, the bulge on the sofa still had no intention of getting up, but the sound of snoring stopped.

The feeling of discomfort still remained in his head, making Appleman dizzy, feeling like he had put a weight on his head and couldn't walk steadily at all.

"Crack-"

The door was opened, and the world became clean for an instant.

The sunlight pouring in from outside made Apple squint his eyes.

Opening his eyes again, Apple saw the bright red pupils again, glistening with water.

"Pingguo Sang, good morning, I'm really sorry yesterday, I left in such a hurry, I took all the greetings back."

Apple wanted to open its mouth to answer, but couldn't help but yawned, covered its mouth and turned its head sideways.

"Good morning."

Qing Guang glanced over the faint blue color of Apple's eyes, and asked with concern.

"Well, are you still sleepy?"

"A little bit." Restraining the desire to yawn, Apple reluctantly focused on Qingguang, "I slept too late last night."

"Although it is said that it is still during the spring break, you still need to pay attention to rest." After a preliminary assessment of Apple's age, he asked uncertainly, "Apple is in elementary school, right?"

The atmosphere became tense for a moment.

"I'm in junior high school." Apple blinked and explained.

"..."

Fortunately, Yato in the rear saved the atmosphere.

The loud snoring sounded again, successfully dispelling the embarrassing atmosphere, but at the same time it also sounded the alarm in Qingguang's heart.

"Hey, family members, will you bother me?" Qing Guang controlled the expression on his face and showed a smile.

Apple shook his head, his tone was flat: "I have no family."

"Ah, sorry."

Realizing his gaffe, Qingguang lowered his voice, showing concern.

"It's okay." Apple didn't feel anything, and shook his head calmly. His tone said that it would be uncomfortable, but he might as well be a little lucky.

When someone spoke, the boredom didn't appear anymore.

She looked around for a week, pursed her lips, and finally made a very abnormal move.

"Do you want to come in?" Apple asked, turning sideways.

Qing Guang's pupils narrowed slightly, and then the carnival in his heart seemed to be gushing out continuously.No matter in the previous life or the present life, he didn't think Apple had changed much, so it was already a great surprise when she invited him.

"Is it okay?" Although he said so, Qingguang's smile had already given him away.

After seeing Qingguang's smile, Apple quietly heaved a sigh of relief and nodded: "Come in."

She was afraid that the negative emotions would come out again after Mr. California left, which was not a good sign.

Before he had walked a few steps, Qingguang's excited mood was gradually suppressed by grunting.

I was ignored just now, but now I am happy to realize it again.

Who is this person sleeping soundly on the sofa? !

Kiyomitsu's line of sight seemed to turn into something substantial, tightly locked on Yato's back.

Fortunately, Yato covered his head with the quilt, and Qingguang kept deceiving himself.

It's a girl, it's a girl, the owner doesn't have male friends, how could he know each other as a nerd?

I don't know where Qingguang's self-confidence comes from, but it is basically certain that he is currently deceiving himself.

However, the next moment, he was still severely slapped in the face.

As if sensing Qingguang's gaze, Yato babbled a few words and turned around.

He seemed to have dreamed of something good, there was a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, and he couldn't stop murmuring.

"800 million believers..."

Like a switch, the corners of Yato's mouth rose to an unbelievable arc, and the small appearance of secretly delighted with this laughter, no matter how you look at it, it deserves a beating.

"Hey hey."

Qingguang: "..."

Don't stop me, where is my knife? !