[Comprehensive] Build a harmonious Honmaru

Foxanosuke accompanied Tsurumaru Kuninaga from Sanjo's house to Kuritaguchi.

Seeing that the other party handed the survey of the valet's employment intention to the group of young girls in Kuritaguchi like a kidnapper, the picture was so beautiful that Honosuke dared not look at it.

In the end, one person and one fox carried the documents and went to the interrogator's room.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga held the stack of surveys, knocked on the door of the room, and opened the paper door to enter: "Hey, my lord!"

Shen Sheng, who was taking party class, paused the player and looked at him: "What's the matter?"

"My lord is not frightened by me." He said while putting the questionnaire in his hand on the table.

Shen Sheng looked at the questionnaire in front of him and nodded: "Thank you. But the knife cannot be returned to you."

The new god of trial does not take oil and salt!

Tsurumaru Kuninaga rubbed his head and got up and walked towards the door: "I was really surprised by the master. Then I will leave~"

Shen Sheng nodded, watched the paper door close, and simply turned off the player playing party lessons in front of him: "Foxosuke."

"My lord, what are your orders?"

"Did Tsurumaru Kuninaga fill out this form?"

"No."

Just know.

Shen Sheng looked at the stack of questionnaires in front of him blankly, and randomly took out one.

"Ok?"

As she spoke, she took out a few questionnaires from inside, looked at them for a long time, frowned and asked Foxnosuke: "Why didn't you write your age?"

Because they don't know how to count.

Foxnosuke complained silently in his heart.

"Everyone, Fu Sangshen's body is a sword, and the age and date of forging the sword are uncertain. Probably this is the reason."

Fox's help explained quite well.

Listening to the explanation, Shen Sheng held the questionnaire in his hand: "Are you sure, it's not that they don't know how to count?"

Foxnosuke felt that he couldn't keep round, and covered his face with his short and fat paws: "My lord, do you need their specific ages?"

"No, probably the year is fine." She flipped through the questionnaire in her hand, a little confused: "Who was the child I met in the restaurant that day?"

"That one is from the Five Tigers, Kuritaguchi Sword Sect."

Shen Sheng took out the survey questionnaire from Five Tigers.Looking at the writing on it, even though it was crooked, it could be seen that he wrote it seriously.

"Foxosuke. Don't many people like the position of servant? Or, it's just that no one likes the position of servant of the previous god judge."

She thought of the so-called bedtime when Zong San was a servant.

"The previous Lord God Judge regarded the Fusang Gods as his own property, and did not give them due respect."

It's already very euphemistic.Shen Sheng nodded clearly: "Yes, I see. Do you have any recommendations for candidates for the servant?"

Foxnosuke jumped onto the table and flipped through the questionnaire, and finally tapped a piece of paper with his short, fat paw.

Shen Sheng leaned over to take a look.

——Cress and cut the long valley part.

……

Compared to Shen Sheng herself, Fox's help must know more about the Sword Fusangshen than she does.So she chose to listen to Fox's advice this time, and planned to see Yakiri Hasebe.

Hasebe didn't have a knife school, so she walked to the front of the room according to the map that Foxnosuke drew her before.

Hasebe's room was in the middle of the corridor. She looked at the left and right sides and felt a little sinister.

I meditated on the core values ​​of socialism in my heart and opened the door.

No one is empty.

"..."

Oh, it was the first time I came to find someone so cautiously, but the other party was not there.

Shen Sheng exhaled, exited the room and carefully closed the door, turned around, and saw a person in front of him.

That man was probably much taller than her, with brown hair, a middle part, and pale purple eyes full of disbelief.Shen Sheng looked at the person in front of him expressionlessly, and saw that he let go of his hand, and the plate he was holding fell directly to the ground, and the utensils containing the soup just fell on the wooden corridor, with tiny glass shards coming from She brushed against her feet.She looked down and saw thin bloodstains near her ankle.

"My lord, my lord?!"

Shen Sheng raised his head, and saw the man in front of him rushing over eagerly, his blue eyes were full of worry: "This subordinate has neglected his duty! He actually hurt the lord!"

"Do not……"

Before she could explain, she saw that the man in front of her had fallen into a strange atmosphere. Shen Sheng felt that if he had a short knife in his hand now, he would probably cut his belly directly.

"I really, went too far, and actually let the lord get hurt!"

Probably out of remorse, Shen Sheng burst into tears when he saw his eyes.

"...Who are you?" Shen Sheng looked into his regretful eyes and said expressionlessly.

"Your subordinate, Hasebe, didn't expect the lord to come and find me. It's a great honor, but he didn't expect me to hurt the lord!"

While talking, Hasebe knelt down, clenched his fists, and hammered down hard towards the floor.

Shen Sheng watched Hasebe's expression change from happiness to remorse, and said expressionlessly: "Hey, it's okay, this little injury is not a hindrance, no one has faults without being a sage, you It wasn't intentional either. It's a small injury, just take some medicine and treat it!"

"You're right!" Yaki Hasebe suddenly raised his head, stood up and hugged Shen Sheng three or two times: "My lord, wait! I'll send you to Yaken Toshiro right now!"

Shen Sheng, who hadn't reacted yet, just felt that he was hugged in someone's arms, and then watched the food that fell in the corridor get farther and farther away from him.

"Wait... Comrade Hasebe."

"My lord, please don't worry! Although it's a little far away from the room where Fujishiro lives, the mobility of your subordinates is still very high, and you won't have to worry about your life!"

Who is in danger of Thomas' life? !Shen Sheng felt that her expression was about to lose her grip, she could only hold on to Hasebe's sportswear, and said expressionlessly, "Hasebe, let me down."

"But……"

"Put me down."

"Since it is the Lord's order."

After Hasebe said this, he put Shen Sheng down.

Shen Sheng landed on the ground, looked at her legs, and saw Hasebe's expression when she looked up.

That expression as if she was already lying on the hospital bed, dying and dying, and was about to rush to the street in a second.

"It's not that serious. Don't worry, Comrade Hasebe."

"In order not to make me worry, my lord's behavior of hiding her pain really moved my subordinates."

Shen Sheng: No, I haven't, I'm not.

I can't talk anymore today.

Shen Sheng stood up expressionlessly, and supported the wall: "My injury is fine, Comrade Hasebe, can I trouble you to clean up the pieces of utensils that stained the floor before."

Yaki Hasebe knelt on the ground and nodded: "Since it is the master's order, I will do my best. But before that, let the subordinates send the lord back to the room..."

Before he could say anything, he saw the girl in front of him, who didn't seem to have injured her feet at all, and ran toward the depths of the corridor at a sprint speed of 200 meters, as if there was a leopard chasing her for syrup behind her.

"My lord, my lord...!!!"

After Shen Sheng ran back to her room, she didn't care at all whether the sound of her closing the door would disturb the people around her, she leaned against the door and patted her chest panting heavily with lingering fear.

Honosuke, who was waiting for her to come back in the room, shook his ears, with a puzzled look on his face: "Master God Judge?"

Shen Sheng nodded, walked to the desk, and pulled out the questionnaire from Hasebe from the stack of papers.

I browsed up and down, and saw that the other party wrote in the column of impressions.

——[As long as it is the master's order, you can kill the retainers with your hands, and burn the temple. 】

"..."

He took the pen filled with red ink with a blank expression on his face, and annotated on the questionnaire.

——[Personality cultism is serious. 】

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