[Comprehensive] stand-in

It was already noon when Shiina Chisato arrived at Honmaru today because of tutoring for Kise. As soon as she opened the door of her room, she ran into Hasebe coming up the stairs.

"Are you awake, Lord." The coal-grey-haired young man bowed respectfully to her, "Everyone is eating, do you want to go downstairs?"

The appraiser, whose stomach was filled with delicious sushi, shook his head and rejected Hasebe's kindness.

"Oh, yes, Hasebe." She remembered something and called out to the young man, "I will probably get up late these days, if nothing happens, don't come to my room to look for me, the arrangement for the battle will be the same as the original It’s enough to take turns when the time comes.”

"I understand."

The tall young man in Neifan sportswear has a very good advantage, that is, no matter what, as long as it is an order from the God Judge, he will fulfill it regardless of the reason.

Considering her inconvenient legs and feet, the loyal Fu Sangshen stubbornly carried her down the stairs. If she hadn't insisted on refusing, maybe he would have hugged her and said something like "I am the Lord's leg, and the Lord will East, I will never go west." Such words come.

After finally sending Fu Sangshen away who was still in a state of worry, and vowing that she would not run around, she raised her injured foot and moved in the homicide with some difficulty.

Probably because all the fusangshen eat in the big room, so there is no one in this pill, and she is not afraid of being seen by her ugly jumping up and down.

The seasons in the courtyard are the same as in the present world. It's the end of spring. I thought about it when I first became a god judge, it was the beginning of spring. It turned out that it had been so long.

Moved to the courtyard with one foot, then sat down on the lawn under the shade of the tree, leaning against the thick tree trunk, feeling a kind of leisurely mood for a long time, no longer the urgency of being chased by something, she was very happy with her. The future is full of confidence.

The weather was fine, the warm wind blowing slightly, coupled with the rare relaxation, made her a little drowsy, it was supposed to be the time for her to fall asleep, coupled with the long-term mental exercise, she really needed to rest up.

Unable to defeat the invasion of sleepy bugs, she slowly closed her eyelids, allowing herself to fall into a sweet dreamland, her breathing became steady and long.

On the other side, Yamabagiri Kunihiro, who had just had lunch and left early as usual because he was not good at getting along with other swords, was passing by the corridor, casually glanced into the courtyard, and saw the girl leaning Looking at the big tree and resting with eyes closed.

The footsteps that were planning to go back to the room paused, then changed direction involuntarily, went straight to the tree, and sat down next to her.

The girl sleeping next to him was not awakened by his approach, but subconsciously approached the "heat source" beside her, and rubbed towards Yamabukiri, then she seemed to lose her center of gravity, and she simply turned towards him. Bian fell down, and automatically found a comfortable position on his lap, with a pleasant smile on his lips, and fell into a deeper sleep again.

Yamabuchi, who originally planned to just sit and leave, did not expect this situation at all, stared stiffly at the examiner who was sleeping soundly on his lap.

Although judging from the current situation, the judge has no tendency to wake up, but once he thinks about the situation she will face when she wakes up, he can't help but have a headache. The only way for the mourning gods to go back to their rooms to rest after eating, there will definitely be swords passing by in twos and threes in a short while.

The god judge doesn't mind that he is an imitation sword. Compared with the noble swords in Honwan, the god judge is even closer to himself.To be honest, he was excited for this intimacy, but he hoped that this intimacy could be placed in a place where others could not see it, and it was enough for him to know it quietly.

Yamabagiri's light green eyes, similar to those of the divine examiner, revealed a complicated look.

He once asked the god judge why he chose such an imitation knife as the initial knife.

The inquisitor was surprised when he heard his question, but still answered the question seriously.

——Because someone told me that Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro is a very good knife, and has a gentle personality, never letting himself wantonly hurt others.Although I am not familiar with the "Yamabashi Kirihiro" she mentioned, but after I got in touch with it, I realized that I chose Kiri Kunihiro as my initial knife, which is really great...

When the judge said these words, there was a gentle light in his eyes, which made his heart beat slightly faster.Although she is a young girl, she unexpectedly takes care of other people's feelings.

The hand that was hanging by her side was raised, and the hair on her face that was blown by the breeze was brushed away, hooked behind the small ears, revealing her fair and delicate face.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, and casts scattered light and shadows on her face. A small golden spot just happened to fall on the corner of her eyebrows, as if a delicate flower was pasted on her face. A little more freshness.

The little girl nestled on her lap, and as she breathed, her chest rose and fell very regularly, like a harmless little animal.

Listening to her long breathing, Yamabuchi felt as if everything around him had quieted down.

Maintaining a slightly backward posture, with his back leaning against the rough bark, he enjoyed this rare moment of tranquility, but this unique tranquility was soon overwhelmed by the faint voices coming from afar. It broke, and there was the noise of the short knives fighting.

In just a few breaths, the source of the sound quickly approached here. Before he could think of a way to stop them from approaching, he found that the inquisitor, who was sleeping soundly on his lap, was disturbed by the sudden noise. Disturbed, he frowned slightly, then his eyelids moved slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled, revealing those green eyes similar to his own.

Probably because he just woke up, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

The judge didn't seem to be able to react to the current situation. She maintained her original supine position, and her thinking seemed to be frozen. After a pause of two or three seconds, she clearly realized that she had just been lying on Fu Sangshen's pillow. Thighs took a restful nap.

"Hold, I'm sorry!" Even with a sprained ankle, the judge rolled up from the grass at a speed that Yamabagiri had never seen before, and at the same time raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth without any trace. After the suspicious trace, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, I just wanted to close my eyes and rest for a while, but I didn't expect to actually fall asleep.

Yamabuchi shook his head, expressing that he didn't care, and then supported the tree trunk behind him with one hand, intending to stand up.

The careful mind examiner noticed that his footsteps were a little unsteady, probably because he had kept a posture motionless for too long in order not to wake himself up just now, and his legs were numb due to the lack of blood circulation in his legs.

"I'm sorry for causing trouble to Qieguo." The little girl's tone seemed to overflow with guilt, "Do you want to go back to your room? I'll take you there."

"No need." Yamabuchi pulled his cloak to cover his slightly red ears, and Yamabuchi's tone was a little stiff.

And after that sentence came out, the interrogator who realized that he was also a "wounded" with inconvenient legs and feet suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Ah! Brother Yiqi, it's a general!" The voices of the short swords came from the other side, and the judge turned his head in response, just in time to see the scene where the head of Kuritaguchi came with a group of younger brothers.

"Ji-jun, what are you...?" Fu Sangshen with water-blue hair sensed the delicate atmosphere between one person and one knife, especially Yamabukiri, who looked like he was unsteady on his feet, a little confused I don't understand, Yamabagiri was fine when I ate just now, why was Honmaru injured when I didn't see him for a while?

"Che, Qieguo's legs are numb!" The little girl explained immediately, afraid that others would misunderstand something, and she didn't know how suspicious her expression of 300 taels of silver here was.

His mind is as sharp as a moment, so he naturally knows what's hidden in it, but since there is nothing serious, he will not ask ignorantly, but enthusiastically offers help, helping Yamabuchi to sit on the corridor.

After the short swords greeted her one by one, they obediently went to prepare for the battle. The recent map advance has reached Ikeda House, so the short swords who are good at night battles frequently go out in battle, and the Tai swords who are usually the backbone of the battle are idle.

And after seeing off the short knives, on the way back to the room, he ran into a spirit examiner who was still wandering around with a wounded leg.

The little girl leaned over the door frame with her head poking her head, checking one by one, as if she was looking for something.

"Ji Jun, shouldn't you stay well when you're injured?"

They, the main hall, don’t go out if they don’t go out. They huddle in a small room by themselves, and at most they just walk around the atrium. They almost never appear in the sleeping room of the swordsmen. I hurt my leg, so I didn't choose to stay in the house, but walked around here.

His sudden sound made the interrogator's thin shoulders tremble, probably because he was frightened, and he was relieved when he turned around and saw him.

"It's the first phase of the palace." The little girl still had a frightened and surprised expression on her face, "I just feel a little bored, so I just came out for a walk?"

"Come out for a walk? I thought Ji Jun was playing hide-and-seek with someone." Seeing her guilty expression, the young man couldn't help teasing.

"Cough..." She coughed lightly, avoiding his sight with some embarrassment, "...I have something to ask Guangzhong."

"Guangzhong? He's probably still busy in the kitchen, but it's not his turn today, so he'll be here in a while. If you don't mind, Ji Jun can go to his room and wait for him," explained the first issue. .

After a little thought, she agreed.

The room cut by the candlestick was not far away. After leading her to the room, Phase [-] turned around and went about her own business.

She sat next to the small table and looked around the room. The room was very tidy, and it could be seen that the owner was taking good care of it. The place near the window sill was a potted plant that was carefully cared for. .

Looking back from the potted plant, he placed it on the small table in front of him. The only place that didn't fit in this neat room was here. There were some white papers that were randomly scribbled on it, and on these white papers At the bottom of the bed, there is a small notebook.

She couldn't help but laugh when she thought of the appearance of a tall young man carefully making a handbook.

With a smile at the corner of her mouth, she reached out and took out the notebook from the pile of white papers, flipped through it casually, most of them were some cooking notes and recipes, and after roughly reading more than ten pages, she noticed that Something happened to be in the handbook, and he pulled out the thin piece of paper caught in the middle of the book very smoothly.

And in the next second, her gaze paused - the piece of paper in her hand looked familiar, the slightly yellowed edges were very similar to the paper of the book she got from Shiqi place.

The paper was densely filled with records of various spiritual arts, but I couldn't find it anywhere, and I even suspected that it was the spiritual art data about the research on the coordinates of Honmaru that San Riyue secretly tore.

——Why are you here?

The author has something to say: Sanming expressed his innocence, and the blame finally fell on Mr. Mi!The next chapter...it's probably time for Mr. Mi to show his strength reversal【【【【

Hey, I also want to be quilt knee pillow!The thighs of a beautiful boy are justice!

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This week's 2w list, I feel like I'm dying...and I don't know why the name of the article was edited? ? ?This title is too short for my stamina! ! ! ! !