Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

In the early morning, Zhaohua opened his eyes, but his chaotic brain hadn't fully awakened from sleepiness.

In front of him was Fu Sangshen's sleeping profile, his eyes were tightly closed, and the slender eyelashes cast a shadow on the eyelids, like a delicate doll.

He blinked slowly, and there was only one thought in his still-awake mind——

Kiss those captivating eyes.

Zhaohua propped up his body lightly, but suddenly stopped halfway.

Sanriyue's eyelashes trembled twice, and the golden crescent moon's eyes suddenly opened, and met Zhaohua's gaze directly above.

He smiled, his voice was soft and soft, and the deliberately elongated tail was deep and ambiguous.

"Master... what do you want to do?"

After such an interruption, Zhaohua's consciousness gradually became clear, and he felt shy after knowing it.

But after thinking about it, they are already a legal couple. Although they haven't done anything more intimate, they kiss and hug too often.

After being shy for a while, Zhaohua replied very frankly: "Kiss you."

Sanriyue's smile deepened, "Then what are you waiting for?"

Zhaohua moved his body, remained silent for a while, maintained a calm expression, and told the truth.

"The hair...was pinned down."

From his decreasing voice, Sanriyue seemed to see his heart that was about to collapse.

"Hahaha……"

Amid Sanriyue's undisguised laughter, Zhaohua's mentality completely collapsed.

His head rested on Sanriyue's shoulder, and the hair that had just been rescued was draped over his back.

Sanriyue embraced him, combing the long silver hair with her fingers.

Enough laughing, he began to enlighten the autistic master.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh."

These words reminded Zhaohua of the humiliating moment just now, he silently tightened his arms, and buried himself deeper into Sanriyue's arms.

Please, no matter what, don't cue him now, let him be alone for a while.

Sanriyue felt Zhaohua's little move, and suddenly wanted to laugh again, but fortunately he held back in time, and pretended to be distressed and said, "Ah, since I lost the master's kiss, there is nothing I can do..."

He supported Zhaohua's chin with both hands, staring into those pure black eyes.

"Let me pay one to the master."

The final coda disappeared between the blending of lips and teeth.

When they parted, Zhaohua's lips were rosy, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were like obsidian soaked in water, refracting fine rays of light.

San Riyue's fingers gently stroked the side of his face, her eyes were deep.

"Is the master still satisfied?"

"No..." Zhaohua pressed Sanriyue's shoulder, leaned over and kissed him softly at the corner of his eyes, "This is the way to go."

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When Zhaohua was mixing the oil with Sanriyuemi, Tsurumaru was paralyzed on the sofa, with his two slender legs crossed, "It's been a day, when will the master come back?"

Natori, who was drinking coffee sitting across from him, looked up at him with doubts on his face.

When will your master return, how shall I know?

Before waiting for Natori's answer, Tsurumaru changed his posture again and continued to lie paralyzed.

"Could it be that after Sanriyue went back, what action was taken?"

The purification was successful, and the hand entry was completed. Sanriyue, who was resurrected with full blood, has a great possibility to take this opportunity to confess to the master.

So on this day, could it be that the raw rice was cooked?

Tsurumaru's thoughts drifted further and further, he had no idea that that night, that thin layer of window paper had already been pierced by Zhaohua himself.

Natori stared at Tsurumaru for three seconds, confirmed that the person was talking to himself and didn't need his response at all, then drank his coffee again.

However, he also wanted Mr. Zhaohua to come back quickly. He was not sure if he had guessed something after yesterday's scene left such a remark.

And they searched for a needle in a haystack like this, but they really didn't find any useful clues.

I wonder if Mr. Zhaohua would like to get in touch with the field?

Just as he was thinking, Tsurumaru suddenly jumped up from the sofa, startling Natori.

"Master is back."

When the two of them walked to the backyard, they saw the empty backyard, and two figures appeared out of thin air.

Seeing such a scene with his own eyes for the first time, Natori was still a little shocked.

It's a scene that would only appear in a science fiction movie.

Compared with Natori's emotion, Tsurumaru immediately looked up and down the two people.

The distance is too close when walking, there is physical contact from time to time, and there is an obvious smile in the eyes when looking at each other.

Tsurumaru assured with his eyes that he has watched a lot of romance dramas, that they are definitely together!

Tsurumaru, who was the closest to him but was the last to eat the melon, sincerely admires Mikazuki.

He has witnessed Sanriyue's process of being secretly in love from unrequited love to bright love to tragic reminder all the way, and now he has achieved a positive result, and it took less than two months in total.

The master said to flirt, so he flirted, and he got it, as expected of you, Sanriyue.

Tsurumaru's overly straightforward gaze caught Zhaohua's attention, and he asked suspiciously, "Tsurumaru-den, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

What he was thinking in his heart must not let the master know, Tsurumaru changed the subject, "I didn't find the retrograde army in the places I checked yesterday."

"Well, there's no other way."

Even knowing the direction, the mountains were too big.

The efficiency of manpower search is still too low.

When Zhaohua was wondering if there was any technique that could help, Natori brought up the matter of the field.

"Yesterday, the Patriarch of the famous Demon Exorcist School came to me. He seems to have a clue of the retrograde army."

"The field?"

"That's right, the Chang Yimen is the most powerful family of exorcising monsters. The head of the family is Chang Jingsi. He saw the portrait of the retrograde army from the hands of the monster. He knew that the portrait was from Yayuan. He seemed to think that This matter has something to do with Natsume."

As for why he didn't go to Natsume directly, Natori felt that maybe he didn't want to disturb Natsume, so he came to him first to find out.

After all, since he made friends with Natsume, Yahara has been his mission.

However, when the scene left, it seemed that he had already guessed that there was someone else behind.

Zhaohua was a little puzzled, "You don't seem to want this matter to be known by the whole family?"

Normally speaking, although demon extermination masters belong to different families, they do have a commonality in protecting human beings.

Natori, who is an exorcist, still didn't say anything about the marching army after Zai Dechang came to his door.

Are you guarding against something?

"Well, there is no way. Mr. Chang is different from me. I don't know what he will do for stronger power."

Natori Tantanshou is very frank.

"If he offends Mr. Zhaohua, I will have a hard time."

An onmyoji from another world who can draw rune formations out of thin air and knows many spells they have never seen before, no matter how you look at it, he will be someone Mr. Chang is interested in.

Through these short descriptions, Zhaohua successfully portrayed in his mind a serious, rigid, ruthless middle-aged man (?).

"Don't worry, since he has clues about the retrograde army, we can talk to him."

"Also, I'm not that easily offended."

Zhao Hua, who has been praised by more than 20 swords from Honmaru, feels that he is a gentle and kind person with a great temper.

The three giants of the time government who have been with him for two years: ...

Sorry, we dare not speak.

Since Zhaohua doesn't mind, Natori has no reason to stop him.

They soon made an appointment with Zhang Jingsi to meet in a coffee shop.

After being ushered into the box by two bodyguards in black suits, Zhaohua immediately felt that the family of exorcists did not seem innocent.

Sanriyue and Tsurumaru stood beside him, looking at the battle in novelty, and Tsurumaru became even more interested in the bodyguard's clothes.

That outfit and those glasses look so cool!He must give himself a whole set!

Another bodyguard who watched them leave from a distance sent a message to the boss in the box.

【Mr. Natori came with a stranger, silver-haired, human.There are also two shikigami. 】

After thinking about it, the bodyguard who was shocked by San Riyue's beauty added another sentence.

【Very beautiful. 】

His boss who received the message: "...?"

What's wrong with you?

However, seeing that the Patriarch was waiting for his report, he didn't have time to ask back.

"The person who came was not Mr. Natsume, but a stranger with two shikigami."

Shikigami... It seems that he is also an exorcist.

Zhang Jingsi was thinking about which family this exorcist would come from, when he heard his subordinate hesitate for a while, and then choked out, "It's very beautiful."

Dichang raised his head and looked at the 1.8-meter tall, sturdy middle-aged man, his eyes gradually became strange.

The man received the sight of the people around him, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Wait, that's not my own words, I'm just paraphrasing.

He was just about to explain to him to save his reputation when he heard a knock on the door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

After three clicks, there was the respectful voice of the bodyguard.

"My lord, the people have arrived."

Natori walked in first, and for a moment, everyone's eyes were on the three people behind him.

Among them, Sanriyue has the most attention.

With their outstanding appearance and features that are different from ordinary people, at first glance, these three people can hardly tell who is human and who is shikigami.

But after a closer look, almost no one would mistake their identities.

The dark blue hair on the left, like the golden crescent moon in the eyes of the sky, has a smile on his face, and his gestures and gestures are full of grace and grace that ordinary people can't match.

The silver-white hair on the right hangs down her neck, even her eyelashes are white, her clear golden pupils are very dazzling, and there is a dancing light in her eyes.

They know what it means to be "very good-looking".

Is this the appearance that humans can grow?

In contrast, the young man with long silver hair in the middle is very handsome and ordinary.

At the same time, Zhaohua was also looking at them.

He glanced at the people in dark kimonos standing around him, and finally fell on the only young man sitting in the middle.

The young man was wearing a dark sportswear, his right-sloping bangs covered one of his eyes, faint traces of paper were visible from his hair, his left eye was red, his long black hair was tied behind him, and he smiled at him .

Quite young, Zhaohua erased the middle-aged man in his mind and replaced it with the appearance of this young man.

The eyes of the two met in the air, Zhang Jingsi stood up, stepped forward and stretched out a hand, "Hello, I am the Patriarch of the Changyi Sect, Dechang Jingsi."

Zhaohua shook hands politely, then let go quickly.

"I'm Zhaohua."