I may be a false interrogator[Comprehensive]

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I blinked my eyes at a loss, and vaguely remembered that this place seemed to be the dream gap that Little Butterfly said.

"You had that dream again..."

I held Xiaodie's hand, her expression was about to cry, and gradually eased a little under my comfort.

Obviously I was the one tormented by the nightmare, but looking at the appearance of Little Butterfly, it seemed that I felt the same as me... I was a little moved, and the other hand gently patted the back of her hand, and softened, "It's all right, don't worry about it." Worry."

"Also, this time you have helped me dispel the nightmare."

Speaking of which... what nightmare did I have before?

I almost subconsciously said the word 'nightmare', and I could feel the horror of a nightmare, but I couldn't remember the more specific details anyway.

"It's not me who helped you, I, my ability is not enough..." Little Butterfly looked a little frustrated, her wings were a little restrained, she got up again and introduced her other friend to me, "Eat It is the nightmare-eating tapir who destroyed your nightmare, he is my friend."

After being introduced by Little Butterfly, the Nightmare-eating Tapir staggered forward and greeted me, "Miss God Judge, hello. Thank you very much earlier, I took the Butterfly Spirit out of the hands of that nasty businessman." rescued."

Before that, I heard about the legend about the nightmare, but I never thought about it... It turns out that the nightmare is real. Its shape is just like the book, with a nose as long as an elephant and a body like a bear. The same, the skin color is a mixture of flesh and pink, and there are red marks on the head.

"You, hello..." I stammered, "My name is A Chao, you can just call me by my name."

Little Butterfly said with some embarrassment, "Master Ah Chao."

"There is no need to add honorific titles. If Little Butterfly is willing to call me by my first name only, I will be very happy."

Since I took up the role of God Judge, the swordsmen in my family have called me "Master", and the swordsmen who are part-time Honmaru have called me "Ji-kun" or "You", and now I am respectfully called "Master God Judge" by Little Butterfly. To be honest... I'm not used to this point yet, my own Honmaru is fine, but I'm always stunned for a while when I hear the latter two situations.

And rather than being respected by everyone, I want to be equal and friendly friends with everyone.

The little butterfly who appeared in my dreams twice in a row, caring for me and dispelling my nightmares, seems to be my friend in my eyes.

So, just call me by my name.

Little Butterfly was a little shy when she heard this, and her delicate voice came slowly after a while, "Ah Chao."

What a good boy.

Looking at such a butterfly spirit, I like her more and more.

Compared to Little Butterfly's shyness, the dream-eating tapir called out my name easily, "A Chao~" He stood at my feet, raised his elephant-like nose, and said enthusiastically, "Hey hey, your dream is really good eat~"

Dreams...have a taste too?

"Yes," said the dream-eating tapir, "when I eat the dream, I can taste the emotions of the dreamer, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and all kinds of emotions and feelings are included in the dream~ like I can have a full meal of the dream you had just now!"

Hearing his words, I was not at all unhappy about being "peeped" in my dreams. Instead, my eyes moved down and stayed on the round belly of the dream-eating tapir. He seemed to be really full, and he looked very, very cute. I couldn't help but have the desire to reach out and touch it.

"Then can you tell me, what does my dream taste like?"

I squatted down, narrowed the distance between me and the dream-eating tapir, and looked at him with a smile.

Perhaps because the dream was swallowed by the nightmare, I can't remember the specific details now.

"Ah Chao's dream was full of surprises at the beginning." The Nightmare Eater took a breath, as if reminiscing. "It's sweet, like a snack, and it's soft and sweet in the mouth."

The butterfly spirit on one side picked up the tambourine, shook it and beat it.

Under the music of "Sala La La La" and the light dancing posture, the nightmare-eating tapir started his "eating and broadcasting".

"Gradually, gradually, a faint sour and bitter taste appeared in the sweetness," the nightmare-eating tapir swayed rhythmically to the beat of the little butterfly, "although sweetness is good, but blindly sweetness is not as good as mixed A touch of sour, salty and sweet! The happy emotions and sad emotions in the dream blend very well, and it doesn’t seem to be inconsistent at all. Occasionally, I can chew a little deeper and sincere feelings. It’s delicious! "

I am suddenly a little hungry.

"And then, your second dream will begin."

"All kinds of chaotic emotions come together to form a delicious food!"

"Although it's a nightmare for you... I heard from Butterfly Spirit that you often have such nightmares, it's okay, it's okay, don't worry, the nightmare after being swallowed by me will never reappear~"

After listening to the description of the dream-eating tapir, I still can't form an understanding of my dream, I just feel a little hungry.

... cover your face.

I thanked the dream-eating tapir, and he smiled, "I will have more delicious dreams in the future~ I will come and visit often~"

Little Butterfly's tambourine sound gradually stopped, she looked at me and smiled, "I will also visit A ​​Chaoda often... If you feel lost in your dreams, I will definitely appear in In front of you~"

I didn't correct Little Butterfly's honorific "you", and couldn't help but reached out and stroked her hair.Little Butterfly and Wu Hutui were about the same age, and they reacted exactly the same when their heads were touched. Their eyes were bent, and they rubbed their heads against my palms. They were so obedient.

"Well, then please."

Although it's a bit unbelievable to say it, I did—became friends with two monsters, the nightmare eater and the butterfly spirit.

Moreover, it is a friend who can only be seen in dreams at present, and what you say to others may be misunderstood as a dream within a dream, right?Although there are also dreams within dreams, I am more willing to believe that butterfly spirits and nightmare-eating tapirs are real.

I woke up leisurely, opened my eyes, and saw a strange yet familiar room.

Moonlight poured in quietly from the window, painting the room with a silvery white brilliance.

I lay on the bed for a while, and gradually heard the sound of long breathing.

The voice was beside me, very close to me.

I turned my neck stiffly, and saw a ball of fur. The cub of the Five Tigers was curled up on the side of my pillow, and its tail with black patterns was also slumped on the mattress.

Huh huh? ?Why are you here? ?

With such doubts in mind, my gaze gradually moved down. A small, pale and slender boy was sleeping on my side under the moonlight. His beige hair fell down due to gravity, revealing the boy's complete face. Bright and white, and her well-behaved sleeping face is also very cute.

The breathing sound just now was made by the five tigers retreating.

So here comes the question—why, why are the Five Tigers retreating here!

My intuition tells me that this incident probably has something to do with Mr. Tsurumaru, but Tui-chan will appear here, and he must have his own ideas...

Yes, did you miss the God Judge...

As soon as this idea appeared in my mind, my originally tense heart couldn't help softening.

I relaxed my movements, and hugged the little tiger lying on my stomach to one side. It was sleeping as soundly as its owner, and it didn't even know its position had moved.Then I tiptoed up, put Wu Hutui's hand away, and then covered him with the only quilt, covering him without leaving any gaps.

While looking at Tui Jiang's sleeping face, I saw him move his lips.

He listened closely and realized that he was calling "General".

I suddenly became a little confused, and an inexplicable feeling infected my mind.

I finally plan to go out and blow some air.

Fortunately, the wind at night in late spring is still mild, with the warmth of the coming summer, so that it will not make people feel cold.

I stood where I was, and my eyes stayed on the grass and trees swaying in the wind in the courtyard, but I was actually distracted.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice behind me gradually brought back my thoughts, "Ji Jun?"

I turned my head, Yiqi Yizhen was standing not far from me holding a quilt.

Under the night, the handsome and dignified face had soft brows and a very gentle expression.Even in the middle of the night, he was neatly dressed, and the corners of his inner clothes were not wrinkled, very neat.

"Ah, Mr. Phase [-]," I said, "I can't sleep at night, so I come out to blow some air, how about you?"

He looked down at the quilt in his hands a little embarrassedly, "I'll sleep with you tonight, so I'll come and see him..."

I always feel that I can hear the uneasy tone from the tone of the first issue.

I also felt a little guilty, and glanced at the quilt in his hand, wondering if he had visited Wuhutui before, so I knew that there was only one quilt in the room, and Tuijiang was in a pitiful state of being only covered. The case of the half quilt.Thinking about it this way, I, who snatched most of the quilts, suddenly felt embarrassed, and started to talk about it, "Yiqi Jun is really a good brother."

"Thank you," one issue accepted my compliment.

"That...why did you sleep here with me?"

I couldn't help but ask in doubt.

"...It's what I asked for."

"oh oh……"

I don't know what else to say...

In the end, it was the first issue that started the topic, "Retire him, I like you very much."

I froze for a moment, "Hmm...?"

"Hmm... sorry... I heard from Tui that he regards you as his master." The first issue seemed to be choosing his words carefully, "He was saved by you when he was on the verge of death, so It is inevitable that there will be an empathy effect...but his liking for you is also out of sincerity, not just for the original owner."

Although I didn't say everything in the first issue, I also understood what he meant.

Although he once said that I have a similar temperament to the God-inspector, he did not recognize me as the original God-inspector.

He said this because he was worried that I would be displeased by being treated as a substitute, and at the same time he was worried that my brother would be hated by me because of it.

Mr. Yiqi is really a good brother.

As I thought about it, I replied, "Well, I know."

If you can make Tui Jiang happy by treating me as the original judge, then it will be worth it.

"I love Tui too, he's a very sweet kid."

Such a confession...it shouldn't matter, right?

I peeked at Mr. Yiqi's expression, a little embarrassed to say these words in front of Tui's brother.

In the first period, his eyebrows and eyes were raised, and his lips were slightly pursed. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be safe.

The atmosphere gradually relaxed.

I strike while the iron is hot, "Mr. Yiqi, if you don't mind, please call me by my name."

Phase [-]: "A Chao Xiao..."

"You don't need to add 'Miss', just call me Ah Chao." I cut off the sentence, and looked at him with a little pleading, "Mr. Tsurumaru calls me that too."

So the young man with water-colored hair smiled softly, and let out my name from his lips, "Ah Chao."

"Phase One." I also rolled my eyes.

I have also been outside for a while, and I gradually became a little sleepy, "Mr. Yiqi, let me go there with you."

"it is good."

Yiqi Yizhen followed by my side, and we appeared at the door of the God Inspector's room together.The door was not closed tightly when I left, leaving a gap ten centimeters wide.I took a look inside, and there was a slight bulge under the snow-white quilt, which was Wuhutui, who was sleeping peacefully.

"He's still sleeping." I lowered my voice, turned my head and said to Qiqi.

Looking at his younger brother's sleeping face in the first phase, he couldn't help but put on a gentle smile, "Well... If Ji and A Chao are sleepy, go to sleep."

In the first phase, Yizhen moved the little tiger lightly, tucked up the quilt that was already suitable for his younger brother, and then got up to leave.

The sleeping face of the five tigers retreated, even if I saw it, I felt very healed in my heart.

I think it's the same in the eyes of his elder brother Yiqi Yizhen.

I turned my back to Five Tigers, covered with the quilt I brought over from the first phase, and gradually fell asleep.

In the second half of the night after that, I didn't dream again.

It was early in the morning when I woke up, and it took me a while to come to terms with where I was.

When I got up, Wu Hutui just woke up, lying obediently under the blanket, looking at me with golden eyes, like Bambi.I was halfway through getting dressed, and he was so cute that I couldn't help but leaned down, "Good morning, Tui-chan."

"Master, good morning." Tui Jiang's voice was still sleepy, and it was soft and had an ending.

more cute.

He sat up from the mattress and dressed himself.

Then he arranged the bedding, folded up the two quilts, and put them neatly together.

In general, I always feel that short knives are very capable.

The same goes for Xiaohong, Xiaozi and Xiaolu at home, as well as Yaoyan and Wuhutui here.

Before going to have breakfast, I asked in a low voice about the room of the five tigers retreating and cutting Hasebe.

Wuhu retreated for a moment, and quickly understood what I meant, with a smile on his face, "Well, I'll take you there."

In fact, it's not just Hasebe, if I have enough spiritual power, I want to wake up the other swords that are sleeping in this Honmaru one by one.But Sanriyue, after seeing my uncomfortable side, for some considerations, they don't agree with me to do this...

Anyway, go over there first.

If I only wake up Hasebe, I should, I shouldn't be scolded.

Then, after looking at the 21 sleeping swords one by one, I woke up the press-cut Hasebe.

"host……"

The young man stood there weakly, leaning against the table behind him, with his head bowed, his slender bangs covering his eyes, looking extremely haggard.

Only a moment passed, his body swayed in the air like a piece of paper, and then fell down.

Five Tigers retreated quickly to catch the young man. Even though he looks like a weak child, he still has amazing strength. "Mr. Hasebe, what's wrong with you?"

Ishikirimaru, who was close to this room, came here quickly. He put Hasebe on the bed and observed carefully for a while, "Don't worry, Hasebe-kun is just asleep."

The five tigers retreated weakly and tucked in the quilt for Zhang Gubu.

Ishikirimaru looked at me, then at Hasebe, and sighed, "Oh."

Why... Mr. Ishikirimaru sighed?

"It's like this...is it good or bad?" Ishikimaru murmured inexplicably.

I don't know what kind of situation the men with swords will face after they fall asleep, but judging from the reactions of the little knives who were awakened by me, they should still maintain their own consciousness during the time of sleep, but they can't change into human form and can't Conveying my heart is very uncomfortable.So after being awakened by me, there will be a general feeling of liberation.

Then... why is Mr. Ishikirimaru worried that there will be a "bad" situation when Hasebe returns here?

After going out, I asked the five tigers to retreat.

Wu Hu retreated and pursed his lips, "I don't know..."

"it's okay no problem."

"But I think, no, nothing bad will happen." Wuhu stammered back, but his eyes were firm, "Mr. Hasebe will definitely recognize you, as long as, as long as you know that you are still here If he did, he wouldn't feel the pain."

Retreat means, if Hasebe knows that the judge is not here, will he feel pain?

I think I understand a little bit what Ishikirimaru means.

Hasebe must have very deep feelings for the God-inspector, so after the God-inspector left without saying goodbye, he was immersed in the pain of her departure and became what he is now.In the dark sleep process, he must also be very painful.

Maybe in his opinion, being awakened means the return of the God Judge.

But I who awakened him was not the original judge.

After waking up and knowing about it, Hasebe might be in pain again...

Thinking of this, I also fell into pain and entanglement.

I woke up Hasebe on impulse, is this good or bad?

With such a mood, I went to have breakfast with Wuhutui, and I put down my chopsticks after only eating half a bowl.

Candlestick cut Guangzhong noticed this, and asked considerately, "What's the matter? Is the breakfast you made today not to your taste?"

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write about the appearance of Honosuke, but I don’t know why I haven’t written it after [-] characters... Maybe I’ll write it in the next chapter

There will be a more important plot in the next chapter~

And I spent several chapters next door in Honmaru, we should also go on a summer tour with the enemy swords

Good night everyone, chirp mi w