Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

As the sky darkened, the lanterns by the river lit up one by one, and the warm yellow candlelight shone dimly from the thin paper, reflecting on the sparkling water, rendering everything hazy and ambiguous.

Zhaohua and Sanriyue walked side by side in the crowd, and as soon as they moved away, the red thread on the wrist suddenly tightened, indicating the presence of the other person.

Zhaohua moved closer again, and the back of her hanging hand accidentally touched Sanriyue's hand, which was smooth and delicate, and the temperature was slightly cool.

He subconsciously looked at Sanriyue, meeting the other's eyes.

Under the dim light, two crescent moons shone brightly in the eyes that looked like the deep blue sky.

For a moment, he just felt that these eyes were more moving than the moonlit starry sky beside the river with the lights of the small bridge and weeping willows he saw tonight.

Zhaohua was in a trance for a moment, he thought, it turns out that the eyes of His Highness Sanriyue really shine.

Before he came back to his senses, San Riyue quietly reached out, hooked his fingers lightly, and took him a step aside.

"Master, be careful of crowds."

Zhaohua was startled, only to realize that someone behind him brushed his shoulder and passed by. If it wasn't for this step, he would have been bumped into.

"Thank you."

"Master doesn't need to thank me."

Sanriyue turned her head and whispered in Zhaohua's ear: "It is my responsibility to protect the master."

He showed his face, showing a gentle smile, but under the cover of his sleeve, he hooked Zhaohua's finger playfully.

Zhaohua was a little surprised, but more happy.

Since he came to this Honmaru, he has been with His Highness Sankaiyue almost every day. This Highness has always been calm and courteous, with a good manner (?), even if it is difficult to dress and tidy up, he will never ask others for help. It's all handled silently.

If it wasn't for his self-recommendation, His Royal Highness Sanriyue would definitely not ask him for help.

This kind of character is completely different from the crescent moon in other Honmaru.

He also wanted His Royal Highness Sanriyue to be able to live without any burden, throwing aside all the heavy responsibilities.

Now, seeing such a childish Sanriyue, Zhaohua couldn't help wanting to be with him so that his smile could last longer.

Before Sanriyue's hand was retracted, Zhaohua took another small step towards Sanriyue, pretending to avoid pedestrians, and quietly put on Sanriyue's finger, and shook it slightly.

After finishing all this, he withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and turned his head to observe Sanriyue's expression.

San Riyue looked a little surprised, her eyes widened slightly, but the smile in her eyes deepened.

Zhaohua turned around and confirmed that he had done the right thing.

Sure enough, the interactions that come and go can make His Royal Highness Sanriyue happy.

You can try more in this regard in the future.

Zhaohua thinks he has figured out how to get along with Sanriyue, and he has more confidence in his future actions.

"His Highness Sanriyue, look over there, there is a fox mask."

It was the booth of a god judge. There were all kinds of fox masks in front of the booth and on the walls, some were full-faced and some were half-faced. The white masks were painted with red patterns, which was very expressive.

The little uncle of Awataguchi's family, Minghu, stood in front of the booth to entertain the guests. The black mask covered the lower half of his face, and the exposed eyes were painted with red eye makeup, which seemed to match the surrounding masks very well.

Seeing Zhaohua and Sanriyue coming, the fox around his neck said, "Welcome. Lord God Judge and His Highness Sanriyue, you can try on the mask you like."

Zhaohua picked up a mask in front of him. This mask only had the upper half of the face. The corners of the eyes were turned up, and the arcs were carefully outlined with red lines. The most special thing was that there was a golden moon pattern painted on the forehead.

It always feels like it was specially drawn for His Royal Highness Sanriyue.

Just as he was thinking, he heard His Highness Sanriyue's voice.

"Master, look at me."

Zhaohua raised his head subconsciously, and something covered his face. The cold and hard touch was a fox mask.

San Riyue looked at it for a while, then took off the mask.

"Although it is very suitable for the master, I really want to see the master's face more."

Saying this, he seemed to have thought of a good idea, and put the mask back on, but turned it down and put it on his ear.

"That's good, hahaha, the master looks like the messenger of God Inari."

"His Royal Highness Sanriyue..."

Zhaohua reluctantly accepted Sankaiyue's praise, he was already immune to the occasional rainbow farts of Honmaru swordsmen.

Minghu, who was watching everything on the sidelines, didn't talk much at first, but now he talks even less. Not only that, he also told his fox not to talk.

I always feel that breaking the atmosphere of these two people will cause bad things to happen.

However, he didn't speak, but someone from behind opened the curtain and came in.

"Three moons? Is there a three-day moon?"

As soon as Xiaohuwan entered, he saw Mikazuki Zongjin standing in front of the booth, his eyes lit up, and he walked forward a few steps.

"It's really the Sanriyue Palace!"

Their Honmaru Sanjo and Yi faction's knives are only short of Sankaiyue, but the master has been unable to forge them for so long, he has been coveting Sankaiyue for a long time.

Sanriyue smiled and nodded towards him: "Xiaohuwandian."

"Does Sanriyuedian want to buy a mask? I have one specially designed for you."

Xiaohumaru took over Minghu's job of entertaining. He was about to take the mask with the moon pattern on his forehead when he realized that someone had already taken it first.

Only then did he notice Zhaohua who was beside Sanriyue, and he greeted him remedially.

Zhaohua didn't care that he was ignored, he stood aside and listened to the chat between Xiaohuwan and Sanriyue.

"Is this Lord God Judge your master? It's very tasteful."

"Yes." Sanriyue looked at Zhaohua, with deep obsession hidden in his smiling eyes, and he repeated, "It's my master."

Xiaohumaru didn't pay attention to these details. After chatting with Sanriyue for a while, seeing that they still had a long way to go, he said goodbye with a smile.

Holding the mask of Sanriyue, Zhaohua said with emotion as he walked, "Xiaohuwandian cares about you very much."

Xiaohuwan refused to accept the money for the mask, saying it was for Sanriyue.

"Hahaha, after all, Xiaohuwandian is Sanriyue's elder brother."

The other party's concern is not only for him, but for all the three people who are close to each other.

Zhaohua didn't hear the implication of Sanriyue, he just suddenly realized whether his actions were too selfish.

When he became the master of swords, he never said that he couldn't forge swords at all. He didn't tell them until later, when Hasebe asked him to forge knives.

He clearly knew that the Swordsmen had brothers and partners of their own, and since he couldn't forge a sword, it was equivalent to cutting off the chance for the Swordsmen to reunite.

In the first phase, he can take back his younger brothers through this event, but what about Jin Jian?What about crescent moon?And what about Saya and Sosan?

He could have let the other god judges take over after the purification was completed, but for his own wish, he directly ignored the wishes of the swordsmen to reunite with their companions.

Is he really a qualified host?

San Riyue didn't know what was going on, but after he finished saying that, the master suddenly fell silent.

He was about to inquire, but the master stopped in his tracks.

"His Highness Sanriyue, let's go there."

Zhaohua looked at Wanwu's original shopping mall.

The highlight of tonight is the firework festival by the river, too many people gather here, but no one cares about it there.

The wooden three-story building has been closed, and the shopkeeper seems to have come to participate in the firework festival. Compared with the bustle and bustle here, that place seems to be forgotten.

Zhaohua's goal is the roof of this small building. He has already observed it. The buildings on Wanwu's side are not high, and the view from the roof must be excellent.

After walking there, there was no one around, so Zhaohua untied the red thread on his wrist. He was about to untie it for Sanriyue when he saw Sanriyue do it by herself.

Taking advantage of Zhaohua's inattention, San Riyue quietly hid the untwisted red thread in her sleeve.

He saw Zhaohua staring at the roof, and asked, "Hahaha, does the master want to go up?"

"Yes." Zhaohua estimated the height and landing point, "Can His Highness Sanriyue go up?"

"sure."

Sanriyue replied with a smile, thinking about how to hug her master later, when she heard her master say, "Okay, then follow me."

Zhaohua put the mask on his head for the time being, and made mudras with his hands, a strong air flow rose from the bottom, he jumped a few times, and reached the roof.

The master went up in the blink of an eye, and Sanriyue who was still standing at the bottom: "...?"

Is there something wrong with this development?

Zhaohua looked back, but didn't see Sanriyue, and saw that Sanriyue was still standing on the ground, without any movement.

He was a little annoyed that he should have brought His Highness San Riyue up together, but he was worried that he would not be able to hold her, so he wanted to let San Riyue come up by himself.

"His Royal Highness Sanriyue, do you want me to go down to pick you up?"

"No, no need." San Riyue came back to her senses, and followed her up to the roof.

Alas, the master is too powerful and makes people very distressed.

As soon as I stood up, the vision in front of me suddenly widened a lot, and I had a panoramic view of the deep night and the riverside filled with lights in the distance.

Sanriyue and Zhaohua sat side by side on the eaves, the surroundings were dark, only the crescent moon in the night cast cold moonlight.

Sanriyue looked at the sky, his dark blue hair gently stroked the side of his face, his tone was gentle and affectionate, with emotion and sigh, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight..."

Zhaohua turned his head sideways, looking at his slightly closed eyes and the glimmer of light pouring out from the corners of his eyes.

Although the moonlight is beautiful, it is not as good as your eyes.