Hedgehog men are men too

After Kuroro came to the Fallen Forest, the light source of the space changed because of his arrival. The contract connected Kuroro and this darkness. The sky gradually changed from deep and weak red to purple red and deep purple, and finally fixed on the bottom of the sea World-like ink blue.

There are no stars or clouds in the sky, and the blue that covers the sky is like a layer of lifeless paint on the canvas.

The air in the Fallen Forest is not dirty. Although it is dilapidated and old, it is extremely clean. This Honmaru is dying, and the Token Fusangshin who were abandoned here are also dying. Obviously, the strange cleanliness comes from the fact that there is no "life" here. "Qi, all things are heading towards "death".

The fallen swords fight and bite each other. In the fallen forest without judges, the sword men linger like vultures. Like all life, they humblely miss the world that hurt them so much.The sticky red liquid splashed on the coal-black wooden board. The grain of the wood could no longer be seen on this wall board. Layer after layer of blood covered countless dead souls.

The winner eats the flesh and blood of the loser, and the sword men live in humiliation and pain. No matter whether it is the dark knife in the fallen forest or the dark knife wandering outside, they cannot escape this fate. They have no master to protect their lives. , there is no appraiser to care about the well-being of life, only physiological desires and mechanical eating are left.

For these dark falling knives in the half-dead state, death is a fearful but yearning approach. The swords are afraid of the mystery of death, but long for the tranquility of death.

Da Dao, who was swallowing flesh and blood, raised his head in doubt, a little minced meat remained on his lips, a sober golden flash flashed in his dark red pupils, as if regaining consciousness, like a child staring blankly at Kuroro Where it came from, the blood red in his eyes was gradually expelled, leaving behind gold with a copper-iron texture. Although he could never return to the original clear gold, it was enough for him to regain his sanity.

Tong Tian Guan Zhengguo, who has been away for several years, the spiritual power of the god judge wandered through his body again. He wiped off the blood on his hands, and noticed his companion on the ground who had been bitten by him beyond recognition. It is no longer possible to identify who this poor food is, a humanoid piece of flesh buried in the dust, his clothes are broken, the color is like the boards here, stained black by layers of blood.

"Maybe it's the last chance, even if I'm tough... I'll still be afraid, just use the remaining waking moments..." I can't tell whether it's fatigue or heart failure, but Tatsuki knows the power of the God Judge, and he also feels it Considering the spiritual power attribute of the god judge, the dark spiritual power is suitable for feeding them, a group of irrational dark fallen knives, but he...

I don't want to go on like this anymore.

The memories of the past are no longer useful to Tong Tanuki, and he has no more expectations for the future. What love and hate are all muddy sediments under stagnant water, forever there, his soul It is impossible to be clear again, this is the sad fate of Dark Falling Knife.

They don't have a normal chance anymore, and the Dark Fallen Knives don't know what they will become after they die, is it dust flying all over the sky?Is it the wind that does what it wants?Or...fortunate to be a raindrop, quietly falling on the cheek of the god judge?

Throwing the body knife next to the pool of flesh and blood, Tong Tianguan showed Kuroro that he was harmless. He raised his hands and walked in front of Kuroro. Maybe he lost his mind and became a beast for too long. Tanuki walked with such a normal posture, which made him feel the pulling and pain of his muscles.

The black-haired Dao Dao twitched his face slightly, without hiding his pain, he said: "The judge...

The voice was hoarse and rough, as terrifying as rusty iron and sandpaper rubbing against each other. Tong Tianguan knelt down on his knees humblely, looked at Kuroro pleadingly, and said, "Please kill me, I beg you .”

The clothes of the black-haired Dao Dao are not exquisite at all, and his hoarse voice like a broken gong is even more of a nightmare. It is quite different from most of the swords Kuroro has seen in the catalog, but the black-haired Da Dao seeks The act of dying added a wonderful sense of beauty to him, like misty mist on the top of a mountain, blurring the boundary between virtuality and reality. This kind of sameness made Kuroro very interesting.

The corner of Kuroro's clothes swept across Tong Tianguan's face. He stared at Da Dao. Kuroro had already memorized all the types of knives in the catalog. Of course he recognized the black-haired Da Dao, Tong Tian Guan Zhengguo, on the battlefield Knife, mass-produced, high hardness but low artistic value, powerful, proud to die in battle.

Such a Tong Tianguan Masakuni begged Kuroro to kill him calmly and humbly. The relief and firmness in his expression made Kuroro want to lift the veil of thinking about the knife, so that the judges could see clearly the vibrating knife, the kneeling man Man, all thoughts.

"Become a stepping stone on my way forward and be used by me. 』Krollo happily thought about the value of Tong Tanuki.

"Don't worry yet." With his white hand on his dark face with black hair and knife, the white jade-like skin contrasted with the bloody red and black, Ku Luoluo said: "I am the god judge 'Spider', you want to die so much , but do you know...where will the fallen Touken Fusangshin go after death?"

There is a deliberate pause and a meaningful ending. Although Kuroro doesn't know much about this world, this does not prevent Kuroro from being misunderstood by others, misunderstanding that he has mastered the unknown and peeped into the truth of death.

There was strength in Kuroro's seductive voice, and Tanuki Masakuni raised his neck and looked directly at Kuroro, his dark red eyes were completely displayed in front of Kuroro.

"Your eyes are... brown-red like copper mine." It wasn't the stubborn Yoojin, nor the irrational dark red. Tong Tian's eyes didn't shine, but Kuroro realized that there was something in them. How special.

Tong Tianguan is not the first sword that Kuroro encountered in the Fallen Forest, but it is the first sword that regained consciousness... To fight Tong Tianguan Zhengguo, Kuroro will use up every bit of his value.

In order to achieve the purpose, to wash away the shame, and more importantly... because it is interesting.

The addition of the god judge "Spider" is the prelude to the storm that hit the government of time. The wrath of the gods and the rainstorm will rearrange the order, and the darkest and ugly truth will be revealed. As with human beings, there is always a price to be paid for persistence.

No matter who it is, no one is immune.

There was a light rain in Kyoto at night, and the morning air after the rain was fresh. Yuki Sato went to school on a carpet of thick red and yellow leaves, and the swordsmen in Honmaru also started their day: the first phase of the meeting presided over the meeting, and Hasebe Carefully exhorted, the swordsmen laughed and played with their relatives and friends.

This day is no different from every day they have in Honmaru.

Happiness is like the rising tea smoke, and also the sunshine lazily falling on the promenade. The swords assigned to work are working hard at their posts, and the swords who are free are engaged in their favorite leisure activities.

The blond-haired Shota hugged the trouser legs of Zongjin's inner suit. Yuki Sato told the etiquette teacher Zongjin about the cub's mission today, so Zongjin now looks like a kind grandpa, wearing the inner suit, accompanying the cub to catch every Vibrate the sword and ask them what they think of the god judge.

The first to be caught is the press-cut long valley.

"I don't need to say what I think about the master! The master is so kind and beautiful (a thousand words omitted), you and others should not add to the troubles of the master. Children of the master's age have to take care of their studies and accompany us. , she must be very tired (heartbroken face), as a sword we must have Barabara (three hundred words omitted)”

The cub was dazed by Hasebe's enthusiastic speech, his round blue eyes turned into two circles, and the cub who almost fell was held in Zong Jin's arms.

"Thank you Hasebe, I'm sorry to disturb your work, then this child and I will ask other people."

The second one, oh no, it should be said that the second group is the Awataguchi family. They played in the garden after cleaning (excluding the first phase and Yakuken).

The five tigers blushed and said, "Master is very gentle." The little elders rubbed the cub's calf, and said softly with short knives: "...I obey the master, and I will not have two minds just because I am a nun. , These are the favors that the master bestowed on us, and she has already given the most sincere part to me.”

Wuhu retreated to think of him falling asleep in Satou Yuki's arms, the way the interrogator didn't move in order not to wake him up, the warm hands gently stroked his hair, the white-haired short knife pursed his mouth, his cheeks bulged slightly From the beginning, the cub could clearly feel the sweetness of the five tigers receding like a bright sun, and a moment of astonishment flashed across the face of the blond-haired Zhengtai.

After the five tigers retreated, the other daggers and wakizashi also expressed their thoughts one after another. Everyone had different memories from the god judge, and the cub heard many different adjectives, some were funny, some were wicked, and some were Seriously, the cub seemed to see another face of his father, a look that was far from the traditional monster, but not against harmony.

Maybe it doesn't have to be so clear, because these faces are his father, a powerful monster, a big tengu.

The cubs were led by Zong Jin, and they visited the Date Group in the field of farming, the Zuo Wenwen brothers of Rifo, and after lunch, they visited the old knives of Heianjing, the Santiao School with a unique style of painting, and joined the members of the Angel Support Club. Drink afternoon tea.

On the Japanese-style corridor, the beams and columns are cast in deep shadows by the setting sun. The color of the afterglow is strong, and the wooden floor is dyed warm red. Kasen and Taro Tachi are playing chess in the Japanese room, and the setting sun also dyes the ends of their hair. , The black and white chess pieces also left long shadows on the chessboard.

The two of them are the last stop of the cub's visit. Regarding the question from the blonde Masata, Dao Gexian just hugged the cub affectionately at the beginning, and lovingly touched the boy's cheek. For Sato Yuki... it is not simply If you can finish talking, then simply don't say it.

Zong Jin's eyes darkened, and he said in his heart: "Utasen Kanesada...he is unique, and at the same time he is extremely attached to his master." With his thoughts entangled, the smile on Zong Jin's face became more and more beautiful.

And Taro Tachi was sitting awe-inspiringly. Facing the cub's question, he solemnly thought about the past, closed his eyes, and frowned unconsciously. The aura around him made people feel like he was in a temple. Seriousness and conduct.

Even in the dark, he never betrayed himself.

Taro took a deep breath, opened his eyes, the golden eyes were clear to the bottom, even though this golden color was just an illusion bestowed by Yuki Sato, the red eyes behind the illusion were not at all confused.

"Maybe the master doesn't know, what she gave us..." is so precious.

Like a ray of moonlight in the endless darkness, it gives the dark fallen knives an unparalleled salvation.

The full-level Taro Tachi once wandered in countless battlefields, tasting loneliness and pain alone, killing memories, he crushed the bones and flesh of other dark swords, but still maintained his sanity in pain, probably because Taro Tachi insisted on confirming his friends well.

Taro looked at Gexian's fair skin, with all the marks of the past gone, and he smiled with relief, but he understood that this was not the biggest price paid by the god judge.

Youkai-Otengu is the emperor of the dark power. He stood at the top, so he was able to subdue the dark swords. Taro watched them gradually regain their senses and lived a normal life with other swords. Taro Tachi silently suppressed his surprise and gratitude in his eyes. .

"Master has given us too much, too much... If it weren't for Master, all this would be just another fateful tragedy. 』

Taro Tachi listened to the evening breeze, carefully keeping the happiness in his heart, and he described the Satou Xing in his eyes to the cub seriously.

The setting sun sank into the horizon, and the scorching light receded, as if deliberately forgotten. Zong Jin and the cub didn't ask Yiqi Yizhen what the God-inspector in his eyes looked like.

The author has something to say:

I thought a lot before writing this chapter, and roughly finished the entire system structure. You can guess as much as you want, the truth is often beautiful and cruel.

Ps, this article he.