Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

Natsume was sitting by the window, listening intently to the teacher's lecture, when he caught a glimpse of something familiar outside the window out of the corner of his eye.

He took a closer look—the plump head and body, the short and round limbs, and the patterns on the body.

Isn't this Teacher Cat? !

Teacher Cat got out of the bushes, followed by Zhaohua and Daojian who climbed over the wall.

Seeing those three figures, Natsume's hand trembled, and the pen he was holding immediately rolled to the ground with a crisp sound.

He was taken aback, seeing that the students didn't notice this, he quickly picked up the pen, pretending to be serious in class, but he started to scream in his mind.

Why is Mr. Zhaohua here? !

And wandering around the school with the Fusangshen!

What if it is discovered?

Natsume watched their movements from the corner of his eye, secretly calculating the remaining time of this class.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, he rushed out quickly.

Make sure to keep them hidden before anyone finds out.

On the other side, Zhaohua and the others followed Teacher Mao and walked around every corner of the school.

If they hold a small red flag in their hands, they look like a tourist group for sightseeing.

The tour guide, Madara, introduced the name and purpose of each place, and the most active tourist, Tsurumaru, raised some questions from time to time.

Madara was able to answer his questions in the front, but later, they went to the sports venues, such as basketball, volleyball, baseball, tennis... Tsurumaru wanted to pester Madara to explain all the rules to him clearly.

However, as a big monster, how could Madara know the rules of human movement!

Is it because the ball of wool is not fun or is it not good to tease cats?Why did he study how to throw the ball into the hoop? !

If he can recognize the names of these balls, it means that Mr. Madara is advancing with the times!

Failure to get an answer did not affect Tsurumaru's interest in the slightest.

He never thought that a ball could be played with so many tricks.

Humans are so good at playing!

This kind of multiplayer competitive sports is definitely suitable for their Honmaru!

He, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, a lively and cheerful Chitose Fusangshin, will definitely work hard to learn the knowledge of other worlds, so that these things can be carried forward in their Honmaru!

Zhaohua had no idea what kind of changes his Honmaru would undergo, and every time Madara mentioned something, he and Sankaiyue admired it together.

"This is really good."

"Hahaha, it's great to be able to do this."

Bi Tsurumaru approached curiously, touched around with his hands, and finally gave an [-]-character rhetorical essay. The compliments of the two seemed very simple.

Every impression can be summed up in one word - "good".

He has been harassed by Tsurumaru for a long time, mainly because there are too many questions that he can't answer. When Madara sees them now, he feels very relieved and satisfied.

After a few people strolled around, they heard a regular bell ringing.

"Come here!"

Madara turned his head to the back of a building, surrounded by trees, it was a good place to hide.

"get out of class is over, there are too many people, you will be found if you go outside."

He didn't care, but if these people were discovered, they would definitely cause riots.

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked yet, why are you looking for Natsume?"

"Tsurumaru Palace drew a few blueprints, you can refer to this to see if there is anything suspicious."

Zhaohua took out the blueprint and showed it to Madara.

"You take it back first, and I'll come back after Natsume is over from school."

He rolled up the drawing and wrapped it twice with a hair tie, ready to tie it on Madara's back.

As a result, after trying this way, the two ends of the hair band were wrapped around the abdomen, barely touching each other.

This is obviously unstoppable, Zhaohua gave a hand.

This result was something he never expected.

This monster is actually really fat.

Madara stood motionless. When Zhaohua approached him, he was already uncomfortable, but now he put his hand under his stomach and couldn't move.

What are you doing?Don't you know that it is forbidden to touch the abdomen of cats?

"Hey, Onmyoji, have you finished tying up yet?"

Hearing his urging, Zhaohua glanced at him with indescribable eyes.

He didn't know how to tell a monster that you were too fat to tie, so as not to hurt the monster's self-esteem.

At this moment, a series of footsteps sounded from a distance, Madara's ears perked up, and then quickly dropped down.

Natsume rushed over from the corner, and he was visibly relieved when he saw the few people here.

"Mr. Zhaohua, why are you here?"

The moment he saw Natsume, Zhaohua took down the drawing and put away the hair tie.

"I'll send you the blueprint. This is what the retrograde army looks like. You can ask them to refer to it when you look for it."

Natsume took the drawing and read it carefully.

This kind of bone spur was very close to what he saw on Bell.

"Mr. Zhaohua, did you go to find Ling? Have you found any clues?"

"I've been there, and there's nothing there. But behind the forest is the mountain range. I suspect that the retrograde army may be hiding there."

Zhaohua briefly stated his conjecture, and said to Natsume: "I will investigate the mountains later, if there are monsters living there, please ask for me."

"Ok."

Natsume put away the drawings, and rushed back to the classroom before the class bell rang.

After class, the outside became empty again, so Zhaohua and the others returned the same way and climbed out from the wall again.

After returning, Natori was still in the room.

Haven't captured a suitable pose for so long?

Is something wrong?

Zhaohua hesitated for a while, but went to knock on the door anyway.

Natori opened the door very quickly, and there was nothing wrong with people looking at it, but the black gecko was still stamped on his face with its fangs and claws.

"Did the formation fail?"

"No. I tried it and it can be sealed."

"Then this gecko...?"

While speaking, the gecko swam again, as if it was sealed.

"Well, he hasn't come off my face since I entered the room."

Natori said distressedly, he waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the gecko to swim to other places, and finally had to try the formation on his face. After the seal, he really couldn't move, but this position was too inappropriate, so he again Unblocked.

"Compared to this, what do you want from me?"

"Do you know the mountain range behind the forest? The forest next to Natsume's house."

Zhaohua still decided to start with the monsters. It would be too inefficient to search for a large mountain range. It is best to find local monsters.

They must be most familiar with the place where they live.

Natori, as an exorcist, should be very clear about where there are monsters.

"For that place, it seems that I have indeed carried out missions before, please wait a moment."

He went into the room and found his previous mission documents, took out a few and handed them to Zhaohua.

"These monsters are haunting that area, but they are only on the periphery, and because they have caused harm to humans, they have been eliminated."

"If you want to ask the monster about something, I probably can't help you."

Natori spread his hands, with an apologetic smile on his face, "After all, I'm an exorcist, I'm not good at dealing with monsters."

"That's enough, thank you."

Zhaohua looked through the information, remembered the place names of these missions, and went there to "encounter" a few monsters after preparing.

After Zhaohua left, Natori closed the door, and was about to continue to fight against the determined gecko when he heard someone knock on the door again.

Ok?

Is Mr. Zhaohua still doing something?

He opened the door, but saw an unexpected person.

Outside the door, Fu Sangshen has white hair and golden pupils, even his eyelashes are white. At first glance, it reminds people of a pure crane.

He remembered that Fusangshen was called Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

In all fairness, he kept a respectful distance from these fusangshen, except for the occasional greeting, there was basically no interaction.

I just don't know what the other party's purpose is for coming to him at this time.

"Mr. Tsurumaru, what do you want?"

Tsurumaru mysteriously took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which listed all the interesting things he saw from school.

Bear the brunt of the dazzling ball games.

"I want to know how these are played?"

Natori took it and looked at it, as if he saw the program list of a certain sports channel.

He didn't ask why he wanted to know this, but after thinking for a while, he taught Tsurumaru to watch TV directly, and even tuned to the corresponding channel thoughtfully.

"You can take a look at this first, and if you are unclear, ask me later."

"Oh! There is such a thing."

This TV quickly attracted Tsurumaru's attention, and he was addicted to it in an instant, and Natori even suspected that he didn't hear what he said at all.

Well, this can be regarded as solving the problem.

He returned to the room and just sat down when he heard someone knock on the door again.

……

Who is this time?

There were only four people in the family, so thinking about it, only one of them didn't come.

He opened the door, and as expected, there was Sanriyue standing outside the door.

Fu Sangshen, with dark blue hair, was wearing a shirt and trousers, with an elegant and quiet demeanor. He had a calm and calm look on his body as he watched the passage of time.

Facing such a person, Natori couldn't help but soften his tone.

"Mr. Sanriyue, what can I do for you?"

Sanriyue said with a smile, "Hahaha, don't you invite me in for a sit down?"

This was the first person who asked to chat with him privately.

Natori couldn't help being a little curious, he poured a glass of water for Mikazuki, and the two sat down facing each other.

Sanriyue held the cup and cut straight to the point.

"I want to know, if a person's name is engraved on an object, is it a kind of contract for both parties?"

Um?This kind of question sounds a bit strange.

Although he didn't know why, Natori still gave his own opinion.

"Inscriptions are generally used as a unique mark. If the name is engraved, it is actually equivalent to establishing a relationship of belonging."

"If you want to ask if it is a contract, I think it can be regarded as a contract. After all, the role of the contract is to establish this kind of connection."

"Well, thank you very much, you helped me a lot."

Sanriyue showed a smile, and her dark blue eyes seemed to be much brighter.

In this way, he can establish a deeper bond with his master.

Unique, a bond that exists only between the two of them.

After getting the answer he wanted, Sankazuki was about to leave. Before leaving, he said to Natori, "I hope you can keep this matter a secret for me."

Natori was stunned, and in a flash, he suddenly remembered the person in front of him, shaking his sword.

Thinking about the conversation just now, he suddenly understood something.

However, he wisely chose to remain silent when facing the crescent moon in his eyes.

After sending off Mikazuki, Natori felt as if he had encountered something extraordinary.

He quickly suppressed the urge to continue thinking deeply.

If they hadn't come to him one by one, he didn't want to know what is the relationship between these two people!