God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

The afternoon sun was just right, neither could it dispel the natural chill from the blade after drinking blood, nor would it scald the blade too hot.

There is a tea stove with water boiling outside the sliding door, and a set of tea sets has been neatly arranged inside the door, and two persimmon snacks are placed separately on a square plate with half a branch of red leaves painted on a black background.

Kneeling next to him sat Hasebe, who was wearing a full set of uniform and white gloves.

"It's too formal, it doesn't look like you're going to enjoy afternoon tea." Yao Yan pointed out mercilessly: "You are the most discordant place in this room."

"It's a big taboo to meet the lord with disheveled clothes," Hasebe insisted. "This is different from yesterday's situation. It would be impolite to sit here in a yukata or underwear, but I didn't have time to buy other ordinary clothes. Only The battle uniform is the most suitable."

"What's the difference between this and yesterday?" Yao Yan sighed, "They all sat down and talked easily, or are you planning to report to the official business now and formulate a plan for advancing the next front?"

"Yesterday, the rain soaked the clothes, and the Lord didn't change the bathrobe. Doesn't that mean something?"

"You are right, I have to ask Qingjiang if he has noticed the reason..." Yaoyan rested his chin and muttered, "But in this pill, the general will never dress so formally, you can't make him relax like this of."

Hasebe was a little shaken, he took off his white gloves hesitantly, and just about to take off the shoulder armor, he saw Yaoken standing up suddenly.

"I guess it's the general who came over, let's go first," Dagger said anxiously as he quickly left the corridor, "Think about why you're sitting here, it's definitely not for work!"

"..."

Hasebe pursed his lips. He felt that everything was chaotic since he appeared, strange body, strange habits, strange colleagues, a master who didn't know how to face, emotions that he didn't know how to deal with, and how to vent. restless.

Yes, restlessness.

When they first met Gexian who was not friendly, when he heard Tsurumaru mentioning the former lord intentionally or unintentionally, when he saw the God Judge suppressing Tsurumaru with his hands together, the endless power in his body kept shouting.

prove yourself!Everything is fine, I... have to prove myself!

This longing is so haunting that it is difficult to sleep.

During countless days and nights as a knife, he could look indifferently at everything that happened around him, but once he became Fu Sangshen, he could truly feel the same beating sound in his chest as in countless split bodies ——

I can not be reconciled.

While suppressing this emotion of unknown origin, while jerkily imitating the retainers he had seen before to serve the new master, Hasebe didn't know what he wanted, he couldn't and didn't want to think about the words of Yaoken, although those words Indeed, appearing from time to time stirred his heart.

"Hasebe," Jing Mo observed the gloomy Dao Dao at the door for a while, and had to ask first to remind, "Can I go in?"

"Master, please come in." Only then did Hasebe, who had been in a trance for a long time, tinge an angry blush on his ears, "I was rude."

The examiner is indeed dressed very casually as Yaoyan said. The white undergarment collar is pulled wide open, exposing the chest, covered with a black purple sleeve, the belt is tied on the upper side, and the two breasts seem to be embroidered with dark patterns of the same color .

Hasebe lowered his eyes, avoiding to look directly at the face of the examiner: "Master, please sit down, I will make tea for you."

"After Hasebe became Fusangshen, is there any discomfort?" The judge sat casually on the tatami, "Suddenly becoming a human form is very hard."

Da Dao gave him a surprised look.

"Why, do you think I can't understand?" The judge smiled, "To become a human, you have to eat, sleep, and clean every day. The first time your mouth comes into contact with the taste of food, the first time your skin touches the feeling of water, and the first time you feel it. The feeling of being disturbed by drowsiness is both familiar and strange, right?"

"Why do you know this?" Da Dao's men couldn't help but stop making tea in the air, their eyes turned from surprise to panic, and their eyes wandered around.

"Yao Yan and Ge Xian are very calm when facing themselves, so they adapt quickly." The god judge took the copper pot in his hand and continued to brew, "But you are a delicate and meticulous type, and the troubled There will be more."

"Compared to the strangeness caused by the change of posture, the incompatibility of mentality should be handled more carefully. Feelings are fast-changing and impermanent. I may not know what I really want. I should give you more time to sort it out. These."

The judge put the tea in front of Hasebe.

"No, I've already figured it out." He blurted out with a strong instinct of competition. If Song Xian can adapt so quickly, it doesn't make sense that he can't.

The judge showed a smile, his eyes filled with subtle tacit understanding.

Hasebe lowered his head uncomfortably, drinking tea to hide his bewilderment of being seen through.

"It looks like it's still early." The judge looked at the sunlight outside, "Then let's go out again after afternoon tea."

"Yes! Do you have any tasks to perform?" Da Dao quickly cheered up, his eyes shining brightly.

"There is no official mission, just to inspect the status of Hasebe." The judge filled the teacup with water, "I also made a temporary idea, isn't Hasebu willing?"

"No, I—Of course I am," Hasebe said with a complex expression, "I let you worry about me."

"It's fine if you don't force yourself."

"I want to play too, why don't you take me?" Tsurumaru poked his head out from the eaves, his cheeks were slightly red from the sun, and he didn't know how long he stayed on the roof.

"No, and we won't come back for dinner tonight." The interrogator was not surprised by Tsurumaru's sudden appearance and simply rejected him.

"This is eccentricity, master, eccentricity will cause disharmony among the children at home, should you think about it again?" Tsurumaru jumped down from the roof, "Hasebe also hopes that I can accompany him."

"As a fair and strict parent, I certainly won't always favor you." The judge replied unmoved, "Hasebu removes the shoulder armor, we won't go to the battlefield."

"Oh? Are you partial to me? That really scared me—" Tsurumaru Kuninaga walked over to help Hasebe untie the knot behind his back, "Ah, you really don't want to take me? Hasebe doesn't want my company, it can relieve tension."

Da Dao's face darkened visibly to the naked eye, he raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to refute something, but slowly changed into a somewhat smug smile: "If the Lord and I go out alone, it proves that I am also qualified to be a valet. "

"...not cute." Tsurumaru concluded dissatisfiedly, and turned to make a new request to the judge: "Then bring some souvenirs back?"

"This can be considered." The examiner has also finished tidying up his attire, and with the flattening of the lapel, the less obvious embroidery pattern also shows the whole picture.

...Is this considered the welfare of a valet?Tsurumaru complained silently, combined with Yaken's words, it always feels a little scary.

"here is……?"

"Comprehensive shopping mall." The examiner explained briskly with a smile, "Is the retro style right? You need to apply for permission to return to the present world, so I chose this era."

The surroundings are full of noisy voices, the lights are bright at a glance, and the crowds are crowded. The lively scene makes Hasebe feel very strange.

"At this time, you have never moved in the exhibition hall, so you will feel a little strange." The judge smiled. "This is the life of ordinary human beings, and it is also the result of your tireless work."

"Come on, come with me."

Hasebe, who was almost pinned down on the seat, stared in astonishment at the oversized drink and exquisite Western-style desserts brought to him by the waiter, not knowing what expression to put on.The harmless whispers around him made him subconsciously straighten his back.

"They are praising you for being handsome." The same food was also placed in front of the judge, and he was encouraging Hasebe with his usual gentle smile: "Let's start with the simplest taste, let's taste it in Honwan How does it taste like?"

"...if it's the Lord's order." Da Dao moved his lips, and bravely moved to the edge of the drink to take a sip, then he was forced to frown by the pure sourness, and after a while, his expression was finally affected by the slightly sweet aftertaste. Slowly relax.

"How about it, isn't the sweetness after being sour very charming?" The judge propped his cheeks and smiled, "This is the reward that can only be received by patience. If you are eager to rinse your mouth, you won't realize it."

...Ah, so that's the reason. The young soldier's wrinkled brows and eyes when he put the wild grapes in his mouth are the reason.

Hasebe quickly found a similar scene from his memory. He glanced at the cup with some trepidation. Even though the liquid had been swallowed for a long time, his whole jaw was still tense and unable to relax.

"Is the feeling of tasting it in person similar to the one in memory?" The examiner said: "Just like this, let's deeply experience the memories and habits that you think are strange."

The palpitating taste still lingered on the tip of his tongue, Hasebe raised his head and carefully observed the person in front of him, with long black hair, pale skin, raised eyebrows and smiling mouth.

—So that's what he looks like.

The blurred image in his cognition called the God Judge was gradually replaced by the person in front of him, and Hasebe suddenly felt a little regretful that he didn't see the other person's expression clearly when he appeared.

Is he full of surprises, or full of admiration?

"What else do you want to try next?" The judge looked up at the clock in the store, "If you don't go back for dinner, there is still a lot of time."

"As you arrange, Lord." Da Dao pulled himself out of his emotions, and he replied with vigor, when the words fell, he found that the whispers around him became louder with a small gasp.

"Trouble." The judge glanced around from the corner of his eye, put down a few banknotes, stood up, and grabbed Hasebe's arm, "Walking and thinking."

Da Dao, who didn't understand what happened, was taken out of the dessert shop like this, and when he went out, he could still hear regrettable sighs behind him.

"host?"

"It's nothing, they are too fussy." The judge didn't intend to correct the other party's habitual address, "Let's go over there and play for a while."

The direction of his gaze is a game field full of colorful lights and electronic music.

"So this is what you have gained for half a day?" Yao Yan picked up a furry whale doll and pinched it, and the doll let out a whistling cry.

"Of course not. The Lord also took me to challenge many interesting games," Da Dao said with a proud tone of voice, and there was a pile of captured dolls at his feet. "Of course we all won the first place."

"I say you, the rare half-day valet is so dedicated to breaking the game record," Yao Yan couldn't help complaining in a low voice, "You don't even know what I paid for."

"No." Da Dao went back and forth to unbutton the waist seal, and retorted calmly after hearing this: "Although the records cannot be kept, this is a meaningful time for me."

"Mentality, a little calmer?"

"Ah."

Dian Dao smiled: "That's good, the general will give us some snacks, hurry up."

"By the way, although I think it will be announced soon, I'd like to say hello to you in advance. Soon we will have a 'newcomer' in Honmaru."

"Who is it?" Da Dao stopped changing clothes and asked with a serious expression.

"--secret."