[Sword Ranbu] The Inquisitor on the Tip of the Tongue

If the object of love of the god-judgment is Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Yakiri Hasebe, Mikami Tsukimune, Ichiki Ikshin, Omaru, or Higiri.

Even with Jiang Xuezuo's unkind words, this unpopular relationship will not end so soon.

But the sword she likes is Suzumaru Koji.

It is destined not to return love, and it is destined not to keep her from leaving.

When she said she didn't need him, he really thought she didn't need anyone.

Only in front of such Suzumaru Koji, will she feel more and more dirty, ugly, and unsightly compared to herself, and she can no longer look directly at herself.I can't hold on any longer.

"Come on, what's the matter, my lord?"

It was a thin and slender young man who gently stretched out his hand towards her, his fingers were slender, and his majestic and arrogant expression seemed to be seductive, mixed with a few traces of unspeakable coquettishness. "Tell it to Weifu." Xiao Karasuma lowered her voice into a low comforting voice, she was obviously not tall, but it brought her a sense of peace of mind like an elder.

Karasuma still remembered the boy's expression when he was summoned from the forge.

"My name is Xiao Karasuma. It is my mission to fight foreign enemies, and I will not change it for a thousand years."

Appeared after the brilliance faded away, Fu Sangshen boy's clothes were all decorated with black and red, and his soft red lips hooked, feeling like a god or a demon.

The expression on the girl's face was neither joy nor disappointment, but dazed and unfocused, looking ahead with blind eyes.Karasuma was a little surprised, thinking about all possible situations, and then pondered, "Even my father was summoned, is this also fate?"

"..."

"Is this called 'fate' at all?"

The lost girl raised her head, and questioned him like a ghost, cold and illusory.It was as if she only saw honey on her fingertips, and the huge and greedy colony of ants was moving up, devouring her in pain row by row.

Is this fate?Do they all call this "fate"?

Should she be a lamb, a sacrifice?

... You are such a lovable child.

"I am the sword born in the era when the current standard Japanese swords first appeared. In other words, I am the father of all the swords here." Remembering his status as the father of Japanese swords, Karasuma suddenly felt that perhaps it was time for the younger generation to ask her To apologize, the feminine red lips were pursed very quickly.

However, the girl who judged God seemed to be immediately touched by a certain word in his words, and repeated the pronunciation in a daze, "Father?"

Father?I never had a father.

So envious, so envious.The gods born from the sword have a father-like existence.

She is so close to Candlestick Kiri, so close to Ishikiri Maru, so close to Awataguchi Danto, she just wants her family.

Every time I try to become a meaningful and valuable human being to the gods.It's okay to be unable to say no to them, and it's okay to hide your pain.

I want to bond with them, I want to make them feel warm.

But, is this wrong......

The judge buried his eyes in the palms of his hands, and when the eyeballs turned, they were too dry to shed tears.While talking, you can hear the empty echo in your heart.

"I am not a fatherless, motherless child! I am not alone!"

She was young and weak and shouted to the crowd gathered with tears in her eyes.

"Can I be liked by you?"

At the cardamom age, she cautiously asked Qing Guang with a complicated expression.

But now at the end, she still has no father, no mother, and no Qingguang.

She is still a pitiful worm full of scars living in this world, a dodder that will die miserably if she does not cling to others. "Father." She called sadly and tentatively.

"Father."

"Father."

There was no response, she yelled one after another, like a traveler eagerly drinking from a spring, with the greedy and unscrupulous eyes and lips of a child.The appraiser continued to approach timidly, like a bird with only fluff, instinctively seeking shelter from the delicate wings.

oh.Do you want to entrust your fate to your father?

Karasuma closed her eyes under her thick eyelashes, looked at the girl with a calm and seductive face, and finally did not shake her head at her, closing her eyes to express her acquiescence.

As a father, I understand a little bit why those offspring would do such things to you.

"Come on, what's the matter, my lord?"

"Tell me to my father."

Karasuma stretched out her arms towards the God-inspector girl, then took her into her arms, hooked her long hair with her pointed index finger, and twirled it back and forth. "Did the relationship fail?"

"As my father said, counting beads is not a good choice."

A lover should be more kind, more affectionate, and more powerful.

As I said, you should have a lover, but counting beads and pills is not enough to take you away from everyone.In an invisible corner, Karasuma stared coldly at the top of the hair of the person in her arms with her black eyes. After hesitating for a long time, a soft sigh still came out from the corner of her mouth. concept.

My dear boy.

"Well, I listen to my father." Abandoned Suzumaru Koji, also abandoned by Suzumaru Koji.The god-judgment girl who had become nothing again, raised her neck, and slowly made a flattering smile pretending to be strong.

I'm not alone.

So, whatever my father asks me to do, I will obediently obey.

Even the taboo of not being able to like swords, I obediently touched them...

Under the stroking of Karasuma, the girl who judged God smiled extremely tenderly and sadly, and the golden bell around her neck jingled, making her look extremely docile:

"So, who do you want to like next time?"

"So, who will I like next time?"

She repeated it subconsciously, feeling something wrong with this statement in her heart, but she couldn't find any blind spots.By the way, I made my confused and complicated mood even more chaotic, and I couldn't figure it out.

So annoying.

so bad.

Don't listen, don't look, don't believe.

—When did she burst into tears again?

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