[Comprehensive] The name of the examiner is Oda Saku

"I'm sorry, my lord." After teaching the white-haired crane ball, Hasebe realized that his current appearance covered in mud is very indecent, and it seems too unreliable to fall into such a rough trap up.Thinking of this, Hasebe couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, he immediately turned serious, bowed to Oda and said, "I made you laugh."

"No, it's nothing." And compared to this, Hasebe's address to himself made him froze for a moment.

This was the first time he was called 'The Lord', by a grown man.Of course, he may not be considered a "person" in the strict sense, but he doesn't have weird hobbies like the leader, so it sounds uncomfortable suddenly.

So Odasaku said to the gray-haired young man, "You can call me Oda or Odasaku."

"... weaving,"

It's just a surname, but Ikiri Hasebe still couldn't finish it after only halfway through it.

The gray-haired young man lowered his head deeply, and silently clenched the hands hanging by his side.

If possible, he certainly hopes to meet the expectations of the judge, but things related to 'that man' are still not possible.

It's a little ugly to look so weak, even though he already has a new life but still cares about the past.

So it's reasonable to be hated by the judges.

Because even he himself hates himself.

Hasebe gritted his teeth tightly, unable to say anything to justify, and only allowed the emotion of self-blame to churn in his heart.

But he was quickly tapped on the shoulder.

Hasebe raised his head in surprise, and met Odasaku's peaceful eyes.

The god judge took the lead and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you."

He received insufficient training before taking up the job, and he barely remembered the appearance and names of the swords, but he didn't know enough about the swords.

However, everyone has some unspeakable pasts, and Oda Saku would not think that it was just a name and it was no big deal.Because if Fu Sangshen's name happened to coincide with Xingsuke and the others, he would also feel pain when he mentioned it.

So the lord is the lord.

As long as you don't get misunderstood by others.

...Uh, probably, can't you?

There were a few more gunshots during the conversation, and Oda Saku put aside his small concerns, pointed in the direction of the practice field, and said, "Is there anyone there?"

"It's Mutsu Mori." Yakiri Hasebe replied, "The expedition team is back."

Without the appointment of the god judge, they have no way to go out, and can only obtain some resources through continuous expeditions.However, the expedition team only returned to Honmaru late last night, and at that time Odasaku was sleeping soundly in his room because he exhausted his energy from the swords, so the two sides hadn't met yet.

In the practice field, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki didn't know that his gunshots attracted the judges.This famous sword from Tosa has inherited its owner's cheerful and positive personality. Even after an expedition, he still greets the morning with full energy the next day.

Oda Saku didn't bother Fu Sangshin, he stood at the door and watched for a while, and then found that Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki's gun was not accurate, but the gun was well maintained, and it could be seen that it was a treasured item of young people .

While Odasaku was staring at Mutsu, Ichiki Ikshin was also observing the judge, and the knives looked at each other, and obediently did not make a sound.

For some reason, they felt that the judge at this moment seemed very far away.He wasn't looking at Mutsu Mori, but he saw a farther place through Mutsu Mori.As far as the eyes of the god judges are concerned, they will probably never be able to reach them.

Under the quiet and warm light, only the morning wind swayed, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki hit a full target, put down his arm, and just turned his head to see a group of fusangshen who were looking at him and tall tall people surrounded by swords youth.

"Ah! Oh, oh, are you the new god judge?" Mutsu Mori was stunned for a moment at first, and then quickly smiled. He strode out of the courtyard and faced Odasaku with a hearty slap He said hello: "I'm Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, and I'm Sakamoto Ryoma's saber. Will I ask you to take care of me from now on?"

"I'm Odasaku." Odasaku also reported his name.

In fact, there are very few people around him who are so enthusiastic.This may have something to do with him being in the port of Mafia. As the existence of the dark side of Yokohama, most of his colleagues like to fight bravely and have an awkward temperament.Odasaku doesn't dislike his colleagues, but it must be admitted that it's easier to get along with simple and pure people.

"Are you looking at this? Do you want to try it?" Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki noticed the gaze of the god judge, and immediately rolled up a gun flower happily, and handed the handle of the gun to Odasaku: "Now it's a musket | The times, such as knives, have fallen behind!"

"Tsk!" As soon as the words fell, an impatient voice sounded at the same time, and a black-haired young man who was as beautiful as an actor came out from the side, and stared at Tosa sword condescendingly: "You are also a sword payer God, don't call yourself trash."

"Ah, you really have a big opinion on the direction of the times!" Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki shook his big head indifferently, and said with a smile to the black-haired boy who came out with him behind the young man: "Horikawa, Hold Jiansang quickly, he is about to rush over!"

The black-haired Wakizawa showed a helpless expression when he heard the words. He tugged on Izumi Mori Kanesada's sleeve and walked over with the young man. The two introduced to Odasaku respectively.

But after reporting his name, the black-haired sword still glared at Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki with those blue eyes unwillingly, and after getting a shrug from Tosa sword, he turned his head vigorously and turned to look at Oda Tsukuru seems to have to make a choice between the sword and the gun, the new era and the old era.

Under the gaze of several eager eyes, Oda Saku thought for a while, and took the six-shot revolver from Mutsu Mamoru, but the next moment, his hand holding the gun trembled uncontrollably.

"Master!" Yizheng's expression changed in the first phase, and Wuhu Tui immediately let out an exclamation, with deep worry and panic in his voice, and Xiaoye Zuowen on one side also tightened the corners of his mouth, with The childish face was tense.

"...It's okay." Odasaku quickly understood his situation. He returned the revolver to Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, and patted the shoulder of the two-shock dagger reassuringly. After a while, he said softly: "Just stress disorder."

The will of man can be destroyed.

Generally, under death and extreme fear, or too strong emotional stimulation, in order to protect themselves, the human spirit will subconsciously send out a signal of 'avoidance', and depending on individual differences, there may also be 're-experience' or 'over-vigilance' type.

During the Dragon Head War a few years ago, the whole of Yokohama was under the shadow of death, faced with continuous conflicts and bloodshed, and there were also people in the port Mafia who could not persevere.Odasaku had dealt with some of his colleagues’ affairs before, so he knew it well, but what he didn’t expect was that he would also suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder. It's amazing.

It was only at this moment that Oda Saku realized clearly that the past that he thought could be ended was actually stuck in his heart, and he never pulled it out at all.

"Master..." Wuhu Tui hesitated to speak again, and at this moment, a beam of light lit up in the courtyard of Honmaru.Not long after, the gray-haired Dadao, who had changed into his sportswear again, ran over quickly, and when he saw Odasaku, he reported: "My lord, Wuyoshi Zhenzong is back."