Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

Yakiri Hasebe must have heard him talking to Yamabuki outside, but there was no movement inside the house.

Zhaohua thought for a while, then knocked lightly on the door.

"Hasebuden, I'm Zhaohua, may I come in?"

No one in the room answered. After a while, there was the sound of cloth rubbing and armor colliding, as well as faint footsteps, which stopped at the door.

"Lord Zhaohua, please don't come in."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if he was not used to speaking.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe did not open the door, but sat down at the door, "If you have anything to do, please just say so."

Seemingly not a serious injury, Zhaohua felt relieved, went with the situation, and also sat down at the door.

"I haven't seen you while eating, I'm a little worried."

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry. If you have nothing else to do, please go away."

He actually asked him to leave after talking for a few words, Zhaohua sighed slightly in his heart, Hasebuden's behavior, he didn't believe it when he said it was all right.

Now that this point has been reached, no matter how roundabout the communication is, I am afraid that nothing can be asked, so Zhaohua simply said it directly.

"Hasebuden, don't you want to see me?"

Yaki Hasebe didn't answer, but instead asked him a question: "Master Zhaohua, since you already know that I'm fine, why are you still obsessed with me?"

"I'm just an ordinary knife, I can't bear your excessive expectations. You don't need to waste energy on me, please go back."

Hasebe knew that among so many excellent Token Fusangshin with different personalities, what made him stand out in front of the judges?

is his loyalty.

Among all the swords, only Hasebe, who presses and cuts, can say, as long as it is the main order, I will do it for you no matter what.

But he is not such a knife anymore, he is not a qualified cut Hasebe, and he who has done such a thing is not worthy of the attention of the judges.

The reason why he didn't show up at the first meeting was because he had fallen too deep and was not suitable for receiving the god judge.

He didn't show up afterwards because he received a gift.

The box with his knife pattern painted on it was placed in the cabinet without opening it.

He heard a lot of things from Yamabuka Kiri Kunihiro. The new lord is Zhaohua, a gentle and considerate lord. He prepared gifts and breakfast for each of them. He helped purify His Highness Mikazuki, and he promised Help them find His Highness Tsurumaru, he knows about Foxnosuke but doesn't care at all.

The more he knew, the less Hasebe Yakiri wanted to see him.

Not because I hate it, but because I like it.

Mr. Zhaohua is the master he once dreamed of and wanted to have. Now Mr. Zhaohua is here, but he is no longer what he used to be.

Outside the door, Zhaohua, who had been thinking for a long time, spoke carefully: "It's not a waste of energy. For me, it's a very happy thing to be able to chat with Hase Buden. As for what to expect, I don't need you to worry about it." Whatever I do, you just need to accept my concern."

Remembering Hase Buden’s question why he was obsessed with him, Zhaohua added: “There is no particular reason, I am like this for all swords and swords, so don’t worry about it.”

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Hasebe lowered his head in a daze, how could, how could there be such a person?

However, the more this happened, the more he couldn't get close.

In the end, he just said something in a low voice: "...please leave."

After Zhaohua left Hasebe, he walked aimlessly, only to realize that he had arrived at Sanjo's place when he came back to his senses.

Shiqiemaru was sitting on the corridor drinking tea, looking at the small pond at the door, when he saw Zhaohua, he invited, "Master Zhaohua, let's drink tea together."

Zhaohua held a cup of clear tea and sat next to Shiqiewan.

Shiqiemaru looked at him sideways, with calm eyes and a peaceful temperament, not at all like Anqiu's sword: "Master Zhaohua has visited Hasebuden, right?"

"How did Ishikirimaruden know?"

"Because you look a bit distressed." Ishikirimaru took a sip of tea slowly, "I just heard that Tsurumaru Hall has been sent back, and nothing in this Honmaru can trouble you. , it can only be Hasebuden."

His anguish has become so obvious, Zhaohua sighed, and took a sip of tea like Shiqiewan.

"Hase Buden doesn't want to see me. I probably know what he thinks, but it's useless to comfort him."

Moreover, the degree of fall in Hasebe was unexpectedly deep. He lived far away from Mikazuki, but the degree of fall was almost the same as Ishikirimaru.

Although separated by a door, Zhaohua could still see that the whole room was surrounded by black mist, which also puzzled him a little.

He asked, "Did Hasebuden do anything about that matter?"

Ishikirimaru knew what he was asking, and he gave a negative answer: "He didn't do anything."

"I didn't stop or participate. But just like this, Hasebuden can't forgive himself."

He knew what the swords had done, he knew that his master had been imprisoned and killed, and he had done nothing.

"Among us, the one with the deepest knot is not Sanriyue hall, not Tsurumaru hall, but Hasebu hall."

Mikazuki and Tsurumaru have witnessed the changes in the world over time, and they are open-minded by nature.But Hasebe, who has always been unable to get rid of the shadow of being a guy who is not counted as a gift to a direct minister, the desire to be reused has been deeply engraved into his soul, so he said that he would do anything for his own life. Willing to do, he throws away his beliefs and principles in spite of everything, but also grabs the Master.

In the end, instead, he gave up all of these with his own hands.

It was cast as a part of the soul of Hasebe, who was destroyed by himself.

"Sigh." After thinking this through, Zhaohua sighed, feeling powerless for the first time, "I'm not good at doing these things."

The other people in this maru, including Foxnosuke, all they need is his non-responsibility, so he can easily satisfy them; but Yaki Hasebe, he does not need external comfort, his heart knot is that he cannot identify with yourself.

This is precisely what Zhaohua cannot interfere with.

"Lord Zhao Hua, don't worry too much, Hase Buden just needs time."

Ishikimaru comforted him, seeing that Mr. Zhaohua still looked distressed, he simply changed the subject: "Speaking of which, when will Mr. Zhaohua plan to take over Honmaru?"

"The first phase of the palace has also mentioned this matter, but I think we need to listen to everyone's opinions."

"You don't know..."

Ishikirimaru was a little surprised, Zhaohua was even more surprised than him, "What should I know?"

"No, it's nothing." Shiqiemaru smiled and shook his head, obviously not going to say any more.

"If you need it, I will pray for you."

The spells that Zhaohua will use after preparing in the house, the swords and swords in this pill have different degrees of dark fall. In order to prevent the purified sword from being infected again, amulets must be equipped to block the breath of dark fall.

The amulet is a consumable item, and it will soon be useless in a place with a strong dark breath, so a sufficient amount must be prepared to ensure the normal progress of the purification process.

Zhaohua has been drawing for several hours, and after finishing the painting, he still needs to stack it into triangles in a fixed order. On the ground beside him, dozens of small triangles have already been piled up.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." He put down his pen and rubbed his sore wrist.

Foxnosuke pushed open the door and came in with a small package on his back.The package was rectangular and placed horizontally on Honosuke's back, looking like a book.

"Lord Zhaohua, this is the first issue His Royal Highness asked me to give you."

One strike?

Zhaohua untied the package suspiciously, and it turned out to be a booklet with a cherry blossom painting on the cover, which was very interesting.

Open it, and the first page reads—【We are willing to let Mr. Zhaohua be our master. 】

Each subsequent page is signed by a sword.

Song Xian not only signed the autograph, but also made a Japanese song.

California Qingguang wrote "I like the master the most, and the master should always like me."

Xiao Ye drew a persimmon and wrote Zhaohua's name on the persimmon, perhaps to express that the owner is as important as the persimmon?

Every vibration of the knife contained private goods, and Zhaohua also saw the signature of the press-cut Hasebe in it. He didn't say anything else, but just drew a knife pattern.

Then, there was Tsurumaru Kuninaga!

Isn't that His Highness the body knife? !

Zhaohua thought he had read it wrong, but when he took a closer look, there was only one crane printed on Tsurumaru's page, and the shape and posture looked like the one on Tsurumaru's sword.

…………

Don't know how they got it on.

I hope that His Majesty Tsurumaru will not remember this matter after he wakes up.

There are still many blank pages at the back of the booklet, which may be reserved for other swords. Zhaohua turned to the last page and found that Fox Nosuke had pressed a paw print here, and also drew a big heart.

Foxnosuke turned his face away in embarrassment. He deliberately wrote it on the last page, thinking that Mr. Zhaohua would not find out.

He claimed to be a mature and stable fox, but in the end he did such a naive thing, and was seen by the master on the spot. Fox's help was so embarrassing that his hair exploded, and he wanted to find a crack to get in.

Zhaohua held back his laughter, pretending not to notice Fox's little thoughts, and patted its head: "Thank you for your trust in me, and I like you very much."

Only now did he know why Ishikirimaru asked him when he took over Honmaru. That His Highness must have known about it a long time ago, but he deliberately didn't tell him. Did he want to give him a surprise?

Although he is really surprised now.

Zhaohua thought again that Shi Qieru wanted to pray for him. Looking at the joint roster in his hand, he felt that he really needed blessings.

The best is the kind of blessing that can make him succeed in the contract once.

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Tsurumaru Kuninaga: When I woke up, my clothes were black and I was shocked. Whose prank was it?