Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

On the other hand, after learning about Tsurumaru's origin, Natsume decided to take him in temporarily.

On the one hand, it is because my uncle and aunt have gone away, and there is no one at home in the past few days.On the other hand, it was because Tsurumaru looked pitiful.

That's right, in Natsume's eyes, Tsurumaru, who is wearing a white suit and vomits blood at every turn, is probably a little stronger than fine porcelain.

He never turned away someone in need.

Although the man smashed his roof and made a mess of his room.

But when Tsurumaru volunteered to help clean up, he looked at Tsurumaru's blood-stained white clothes, and still smiled and arranged him in a clean corner of the room, and brought him some snacks.

"Hey, is this being regarded as a grandfather?"

Tsurumaru looked at the cushion prepared for him and the snacks placed beside him, thinking that if he had another pot of tea, it would be standard for Mikazuki.

"I'm not Crescent Moon. Although I'm injured, I can still help."

Saying this, another trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, making the words particularly unconvincing.

Natsume hurriedly handed over another tissue, which strengthened her determination not to let him do it.

"It's okay, I can finish it by myself, Mr. He, just try our dim sum here, this is Teacher Cat's favorite."

Madara was dozed aside, so he didn't care about such small things as who cleaned up the room, as long as Natsume's personal safety was not involved, he was like a real cat, only eating, drinking, playing and sleeping in his life.

As a result, in just a short while, the most delicious snacks exclusive to him were about to be snatched away by that new guy!

He hurried over, and sure enough, he saw the bean paste steamed buns he and Natsume bought yesterday on the plate.

"Natsume! How could you give my uncle's snacks to this guy!"

He jumped high, and a tiger was about to jump onto the plate, but Natsume grabbed him and caught him in his arms.

"When I bought it, it said half for one person, right? Mr. Cat already ate up his share yesterday. So today's snacks don't have your share."

"what?!"

Natsume ignored Madara's struggle, put him in the corner farthest from Tsurumaru, and continued to clean the room.

However, how could a mere distance block Mr. Madara's determination to eat snacks, what is half of each person, your share and mine.

When did he care about this kind of thing.

Natsume's dim sum is his dim sum, and his dim sum is still his dim sum.

So the guy on the opposite side is just stealing food from the tiger's mouth in front of him!

Not to mention that the guy held the plate and said to him with interest: "Hey, kitten, do you want to eat this?"

This is definitely a naked provocation!

he!spot!A frightening monster!

When did you experience this kind of anger? !

"Meow--!"

Madara rushed over with his short legs, opened his mouth ferociously with gleaming teeth, and jumped high, vowing to take back what belongs to him!

Natsume looked helplessly at Tsurumaru, taking advantage of his height, to switch hands immediately when Mr. Cat was about to reach the snack, and said from time to time, "This way!" "It's almost there!" "Come on, Kitten!" and other words, can be regarded as a model of adding fuel to the fire.

It has to be said that Mr. Crane once again subverted the image in his mind, it is really completely different from the shikigami in his impression.

There is a kind of spontaneity and freedom to do one's own thing.

Mr. Crane's master must be a very gentle person.

Natsume waited and watched for a while, and found that although these two people seemed to be noisy, they got along in a harmonious way on the whole, so they didn't intend to interfere, and continued to clean the room with all their attention.

It's just that the big hole in the roof really bothered him a little.

Natsume counted his pocket money, no matter how he looked at it, it was not enough to hire someone to repair it.

Then fix it yourself?

Natsume looked at the broken boards and crumbling tiles and gave up on the idea.

He is just an ordinary high school student, repairing the roof is not within his ability.

"Look for those guys from Yayuan to help?"

Madara hugged her bean paste steamed bun and gave Natsume a trick.

After Baoqi had a fight with the big devil Tsurumaru, he finally succeeded in retaking his treasure.

"No, it's better not to involve them in this kind of thing. And the youkai of Yahara don't know how to repair the roof, right?"

Natsume refused without hesitation.

In any case, Mr. Crane's background is peculiar, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.

At this moment, Tsurumaru, who ran around the yard because he was bored, came in. His complexion looked much better, and he no longer vomited blood at every turn.

"Mr. Crane, is your injury healed?"

"That's right, it suddenly recovered just now, and the master is as reliable as ever."

Seeing that Natsume and Madara looked distressed together, Tsurumaru asked, "What's the matter? I can help with anything."

"It's not because of you that you have to fall here. The roof was smashed and Natsume has no money to repair it!"

Madara unceremoniously accused Tsurumaru Kazutsu.

Natsume's pocket money is all for buying wine and snacks for him!If he spends it in this kind of place, he won't have any alcohol for the next month!

Tsurumaru looked at the big hole above his head, and rarely felt wronged.

"Well... I can't help you with this."

After all, he is a knife, and he often escapes when doing farm work, let alone repairing the roof, and he didn't light up this skill.

And he didn't have any money with him.

At this moment, it is necessary to cue to the almighty master.

"But I think the master should be here soon, and then there will be money to repair the roof."

Having said that, Tsurumaru's blind optimism cannot infect Natsume.

Uncle Zi and Aunt Toko will be back in two days. If he still can't think of a way tomorrow, he can only call Mr. Natori.

And if Mr. He didn't go back after two days, he might be noticed as strange if he continued to stay at home.

Thinking of this, Natsume suddenly realized that he subconsciously believed that normal humans would not be able to see Tsurumaru, but Tsurumaru is after all a fusangshen from another world, maybe not the same as a monster.

"Mr. Crane, can ordinary humans see you?"

"Huh?" When asked this kind of question for the first time, Tsurumaru thought for a while and replied: "Ordinary human beings... mean people without spiritual power? Although I haven't experienced it, I heard that when they enter the battle It will also communicate with humans to obtain information."

"It seems that in this state, it can be seen by humans."

Tsurumaru came up with a deduction, thought for a while and added: "But this is all about my world, and it's not certain in this world."

From this point of view, I have to find someone to verify it later. Natsume immediately thought of Tanuma, but this has to be based on the fact that the matter has not been resolved two days later. At present, he does not want to cause trouble to anyone.

Now I only hope that the master of Mr. Crane will come sooner.

Although there was no money to repair the roof, the hole couldn't just be left there, or it would be too eye-catching.

Natsume built a piece of cardboard on it, and then covered it with a layer of cloth, and it barely looked like a normal roof.

Early the next morning, amidst Tsurumaru and Natsume's eager anticipation, Zhaohua took Sanriyue into the newly built space-time passageway.

Tsurumaru's body sword was hanging on Mikazuki's waist at this time, in case Tsurumaru was no longer in place, Zhaohua could use the body sword to guess the approximate direction.

Hasebe was very worried about the fact that Zhaohua only brought Sanriyue with him.

No matter how you look at this combination, the master is taking care of Mikazuki, and there is Tsurumaru Kuninaga whose whereabouts are unknown. Does the master really not consider bringing a reliable sword?

For example, he is very suitable.

Unfortunately, this proposal was ruthlessly rejected by Zhaohua.

He said that he originally wanted to go alone, but His Royal Highness Sanriyue still needs to be purified every day. He is really worried about not taking Sanriyue with him, but everyone in this pill is very reassuring. Even if he manages the pill independently, there is no problem at all.

"Especially Hasebuden, during the time I'm away, the daily affairs of Honmaru will be handed over to you. I believe Hasebuden will manage Honmaru in an orderly manner!"

These words are eloquent, especially coupled with the master's affirmative and encouraging smile, Yaki Hasebe has forgotten his previous purpose, and expressed passionately on the spot that he will not let the master down, and then left with high spirits .

Zhaohua successfully used the same set of reasons to dispel all the thoughts of going with the knife, so in the end only him and Sanriyue went.

When he came out of the space channel, he immediately found that they were teleported into the air.

The moment the passage was closed, the bodies of the two lightened and began to fall rapidly.

San Riyue hugged Zhao Hua very quickly, and pressed him into her arms.

There was no place to rely on force in the air, and seeing that she was about to hit the building below, Sanriyue's eyes darkened, and she adjusted her posture to ensure that Zhaohua would not be directly impacted.

At the critical moment, Zhaohua finally finished the hand formula: "Words Spirit · Praying Wind!"

A gentle air flow rose from below, abruptly stopping their falling momentum, and the two landed safely and stood on the roof of the building.

Zhaohua was about to withdraw from Sanriyue's arms, but before he could move, he felt light under his feet, and his body lost his balance instantly, and suddenly, together with Sanriyue, he fell off the roof!

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Can anyone tell him why there is a big hole in the seemingly good roof?