Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

The surroundings were completely silent, and the atmosphere was just right at this time, Zhaohua couldn't help asking the question buried in his heart.

"Your Highness Sanriyue, you didn't seem very happy to see the cherry blossoms that day, can you tell me why?"

Hearing such a sentence suddenly, San Riyue was a little surprised.

He thought back, that day happened to be the day when he found out that the master treated all swords equally, and he felt a little disappointed.

But he thought he hid it very well, even Ishikimaru who was sitting next to him didn't notice it, but the master who had been playing with the daggers noticed it.

So can he think that the master has extraordinary attention to him?

After waiting for Sanriyue's answer for a long time, Zhaohua was a little worried whether he was being too abrupt.

Leaving aside the identity of the master, he was just a stranger to Sanriyue who had known him for less than a month, and he had no position to ask too deeply.

"His Royal Highness Sanriyue, it doesn't matter if it's inconvenient for you to say, I'm just a little worried."

"Yes, you can ask me any questions the master wants, and I will answer them truthfully."

Sanriyue turned her head and looked at Zhaohua, "But before that, I also have a question to ask the master."

"You obviously don't like to laugh, why do you keep smiling like that judge?"

When he met the female god judge tonight, San Riyue always felt that she looked familiar, not because of her appearance, but because of her temperament, which gave him a feeling of déjà vu.

It wasn't until Zhaohua greeted Minghu later that Sanriyue remembered where this feeling came from - at first glance, the master and the god-inspector felt exactly the same.

The same gentle and amiable, approachable.

But the master he first met was obviously not like this.

Zhaohua never expected that in just a few minutes of conversation with Zifeng, San Riyue saw through his bottom line!

For a moment, he didn't know whether to admit that he was indeed imitating Zifeng consciously, and he always felt that speaking out would damage his image in Fu Sangshen's heart.

But His Highness Sanriyue's question had to be answered.

Zhaohua organized his words and explained to Sanriyue, "It's not that I don't like to laugh, it's just that I didn't have to make such an expression before."

Over time, he got used to being expressionless.

"But once before, I met His Highness Sanriyue. I walked with him for a while, but only said a few words."

It was the first time he had a direct communication with Fu Sangshen, but he remained silent throughout the whole process, except for the first meeting and saying goodbye, there was not a single extra word.

"After he left, I often thought, if I behaved more gentle and amiable, would I be able to talk to him more?"

So after that, he observed Zifeng consciously.As a recognized judge with the highest emotional intelligence, Zifeng can chat back and forth with other Okurigaro of Honmaru.

Under his deliberate imitation, not to mention the resemblance, at least he has learned [-]% of the gentle expression.

Hearing Zhaohua's answer, San Riyue was very surprised. He was sure that the person the master was talking about was him, but the master didn't realize it at all.

That's right, there are so many Zhen Sanri Yue Zongjin in the world, how could the master think that the Sanri Yue Zongjin he had saved twice in a row would be the same person?

But San Riyue didn't rush to admit it, but asked another question: "Why do you want to say a few more words to him?"

"Probably because he looks a little depressed. I don't know what he went through, but at that time, if there was someone who could talk to him, he would feel a little more relaxed."

"No need."

Sanriyue said with a smile: "I, when the master led me the way, I already deeply felt your tenderness."

"His Royal Highness Sanriyue?!"

Zhaohua opened his eyes wide in disbelief, what does this sentence mean?Is that what he meant?

"That's right, the person you saved from the Time Traveling Army that day was me."

As if understanding Zhaohua's doubts, San Riyue answered with a smile.

He is now able to calmly face the fact that his master doesn't remember him. After all, it's not that he really doesn't remember, it's just that he didn't match the number.

And just like him, the master still remembers their first meeting vividly, and often thinks back, there is nothing that makes him happier than this.

Zhaohua no longer knows what expression to use to face this matter.

Now he just wants to sigh with emotion - the world is really small.

In that case, didn't His Royal Highness Sanriyue recognize him from the very beginning?

Zhaohua couldn't help asking: "Then you knew it was me from the beginning?"

"That's right, I always thought that the master recognized me too."

"When I was watching the cherry blossoms that day, I realized that the master didn't remember me, and I was a little bit disappointed."

Sanriyue said so, her eyelashes drooped, and Zhaohua's familiar, lonely look appeared on her face again.

Zhaohua was at a loss for a while, it turned out that His Royal Highness Sanriyue was unhappy because of him.

Moreover, he said this in front of His Highness Sanriyue, without realizing that His Highness Sanriyue was the original owner.

"Sorry, Your Highness Sanriyue, I didn't expect it to be you."

Sensing Zhaohua's guilt towards him, Sanriyue smiled and comforted him: "Master, you don't have to feel sorry. I know that you always remember me today, I am very happy."

"Also, unlike the master's impression, I didn't think you were cold, nor did I think you were difficult to get along with. Although you didn't speak, I was indeed comforted by you. During the time with you, I The happiest time."

He always remembered that when the first army was about to retreat that day, it encountered a strong enemy. He stopped the time-traveling army and sent away the other companions.

I thought it would just disappear, but I met the owner.

The master rescued him, thinking he was Fu Sangshen who had lost his companions, took him to the temporary shelter of Shizheng, and gave him three golden saber outfits when they parted at the end.

They didn't chat much, but when walking that part of the road, he felt at ease that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Zhaohua will never know how much surprise and joy she felt when San Riyue opened her eyes and saw him for the first time after experiencing a long period of darkness.

Fate sent this person before his eyes, and from then on, he would never let go.

Sanriyue withdrew her long thoughts, and looked at Zhaohua with hidden deep affection in his eyes.

He said to Zhaohua: "In front of me, you don't need to change yourself, just use your most natural way to get along with me."

"His Royal Highness Sanriyue..."

Zhaohua felt as if his heart had been touched by something.

Since he accepted the task, he has arranged a personality for himself-a gentle master who gives and asks.

For him, Fu Sangshen is the most special, their existence gave him the meaning of living.

He will live for them all his life.

He put on layers of shackles for himself, wanting to be a perfect master.

But His Highness Sanriyue saw him as imperfect from the very beginning, and recognized him.

Zhaohua showed a rare heartfelt smile, very shallow and very faint, and he solemnly said to Sanriyue, "Thank you."

"It should be me thanking the master."

Sanriyue didn't know what she had to be thankful for. The master had always been kind to them. How could the giver thank the recipient?

Zhaohua shook his head, "Your approval is very important to me."

"I've actually been thinking, am I the best choice for everyone?"

"If I hadn't taken over Honmaru, everyone would have met a normal judge in the future, and he would respect you as well and let everyone live a stable life."

"He can forge knives, he can reunite you with your companions, he can sense your location anytime and anywhere, and he can do many things that I can't do."

"To make up for my shortcomings, I can only do my best in other areas, but even then, what can't be done still can't be done."

"But now I know, at least for His Highness Sanriyue, even if I am not the best choice, you will not regret making me your master."

"For that, I thank you very much."

Sanriyue never knew that Zhaohua had such a low opinion of herself in her heart. She clearly possessed spiritual power no less than anyone else and profound attainments in yin and yang arts, but she thought that she was not a good judge of the gods at all.

Is it because you can't forge a knife?

As a god judge, not being able to forge knives is indeed a fatal problem, but it is for the new Honmaru. Their Honmaru originally had swords, and more than 20 swords are enough, and they cannot forge knives but they can pick up knives. !

Many companions can be picked up from the battlefield.

If it is only because of this, there is no need for the master to be so unconfident.

It seems that there must be other reasons, but he doesn't know it yet.

Sanriyue intuitively felt that this was a very important reason, and the day he knew it, he would be able to truly perceive the master's heart.

But don't worry, the master is willing to open his heart to him today, and in the future, he will definitely occupy the most important position in the master's heart.

"I will accept the master's thanks."

Sanriyue leaned over and put the mask she had chosen on Zhaohua. His hands were wrapped around the back of his head and tied with a slipknot.

The dark blue sleeves hung down, wrapping Zhaohua inside, and Sanriyue's slender, fair neck was in front of her sight.

like a hug.

At this moment, he heard Sanriyue say in his ear: "In my heart, the master has always been the best, and I only recognize you as my master."

"Then, best master, would you like to wear the mask you personally picked for me?"

Sanriyue's eyes were as good-looking as ever, when she looked at herself with a smile, Zhaohua wished that she was the star that accompanied Xianyue.

He picked up the half-face mask, took off the golden tassels at the corners of the eyes, and put on the mask for Sanriyue at the same position.

The bright moon in the sky was sitting here right now, within his reach as soon as he stretched out his hand.

At some point, colorful fireworks bloomed behind them, Zhaohua restrainedly withdrew his hand.

"Your Highness Sanriyue, look, the fireworks in the night sky are beautiful."

The author has something to say:

Zhaohua is a person with a very low sense of value. After all, he has never realized his own value since he was a child, so after tonight, Sanriyue has become his most special person.