[Touken Ranbu] Drinking River Stone in Diwan, Luzhou

I don't know how long such a daily life has passed.Under the clear sky, when the sun restrained its light and heat, and quietly sprinkled dark golden light powder on the forest outside the city gate before landing, there was already a fixed position for the god judge at the dining table.

After Fusangshen named Tsurumaru Kuninaga devoured the chocolate brownie and the small cup of ice cream with mango orange juice in front of him, as a healthy human woman worried about her weight, the judge silently put down Haagen-Dal A dark red cap.

"Speaking of...you're quite quick to adapt?" He nibbled on the small bamboo spoon and said thoughtfully with his hand on his chin. "Does the Imperial Palace know the information before I lost my memory?" The interrogator straightened up earnestly, trying to read something from his fair face and ambiguous and suspicious smile.

"Of course I don't know..." He winked at the judge, and reached out to open the small red coffee cup with vanilla flavor.Then, as if remembering something, he took out a black rectangular men's wallet from his sleeve and handed it over.

The judge curiously took over his previous belongings. There seemed to be no banknotes in the opened wallet, only four yen: one hundred-yen jade, one ten-yen and two one-yen.In addition, there is a multi-currency card of a Chinese bank, a Japanese residence card, various other discount cards and membership cards, and even a dark blue membership card of Animate in a mezzanine.On one side of the residence card is your photo.The familiar dark brown leather jacket and the brown dyed hair hanging down to the shoulders, the eyes are smiling, and the mouth is slightly pursed while the jaw is retracted.How did you feel when you took this photo?In the column of the name on the residence card, the English capital letters of the current name of the god-inspector are written.She read for a long time, but felt dizzy for a while, which made her unable to write her name in Chinese characters.

"Hush... Keep your voice down. Once the name is known by Fu Sangshen, who is full of flowers and flowers, it may be controlled by the other party. If you make anyone unhappy, you will be hidden by the gods. Don't blame me for not telling you in advance... Don't use it." That look at me. Me? I'm not interested in marionettes."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's voice gradually lowered, and then he used his index finger to draw two Chinese characters with complicated strokes on the table, and shrugged.

There seemed to be nothing in the kitchen to write on, except——

"Is Kuneiden here again today?"

The kitchen door was suddenly opened, and it was Hasebuden who walked in, and then he was disappointed to find that the last vanilla coffee flavored Haagen-Dazs in the refrigerator was held by Tsurumaru Kuninaga.His light purple eyes stared at Fu Sangshen, who was eating ice cream without any scruples, for about a second or two, then turned around and hesitated for about half a second in the army of cheese flavors and cream biscuits in a cabinet For so long, I finally gave up thinking, and angrily picked up a can of vanilla flavor and was about to leave. "Hasebuden, Hasebuden?" Carrying a pen with you must be a good habit of Neon Silly Daliman (サラリーマン=white-collar).

Then in the kitchen where there were only two people left, Tsurumaru Kuni couldn't hold back the interrogator's pleading again and again, and wrote the word "Yu 絵" crookedly on the old newspaper he found in the drawer.Yu 絵, pronounced "ゆえ", the Chinese pronunciation is close to "月", is the name of the God-inspector in this world, and the surname is "Bamboo".

The judge carefully tore off the corner of the newspaper with the name written on it, and examined it carefully.Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was nearby immediately showed a disgusted expression of "Oh my god, this person actually treats random notes written by others as treasures! Could it be a hidden pervert! 800 million gods, come and save me!" . "Isn't this frightened by you? If other Fusangshen know my name, they will definitely die..."

"Do you want four flowers or five flowers~" Tsurumaru Kuninaga straightened up, proudly twisted his slightly long neck from side to side, and stretched out his hand to pinch one side of the judge's face with a smile and said, "But I won't let us go through all kinds of hardships." The god-inspector who was so hard to find disappeared easily—the smell of banana milk in your place seems to be melting, let me deal with it—” He unceremoniously pulled it away, and dug out a big mouthful with a spoon.

Suddenly the kitchen door was opened again.The elder brother of the Awataguchi family seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then gently explained to the two people in the kitchen, "I'm here to see how many strawberry-flavored Haagen-Dazs are left..."

"Hohohoho, I thought I must have scared you here!" "Yes. Hahahahahaha. What are you doing?" Yiqi Yizhen walked here with a business smile.As if caught in the act, the two quickly looked at each other.One person flicked through the newspaper, while the other hid his hand under the table and carefully stuffed the note into a small hidden pocket inside the two-foot sleeve.

"I just told the Hall of Judges about the survey of Touken Danbi's support rate for couples published in the "Inari God Letters"—hohohehe seems to be quite popular in the first issue of the crane——The Hall of Judges said later Wait for me to go to a website called Pixiv to see the first issue of Crane Fanwen and pictures—”

However, Awataguchi, who has a royal temperament, is used to this.He approached the two of them, as if before a duel, quickly took off a white glove and threw it on the table, pointed to the chart in another place on the newspaper, stared at it carefully for a while as if studying a certain weather index, and then used A moderate voice reminded Fu Sangshen on the other side of the person - there was a man of the crane type who was complacent about his momentary cleverness and dexterity, and something fluttered above his head.

"The acceptance rate here is the first one written - Tsurumaru Kuninaga?" Yiqi Yi raised his eyebrows thoughtfully and said, narrowing his eyes. "The second person is actually that Candlestick Kiri-kun..."

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho really? Let me take a closer look?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga said loudly in a tone of "I can't believe it", and found an exaggerated round white thick frame from his body Glasses.

"Tsurumaru, you are really forgetful." In the first issue, he suddenly threw out a sentence.Before the judge showed any surprise or similar reaction, he held her wrist tightly and stared straight at the pair of candle-like eyes behind the mirror frame, as if he wanted to imprint his words deeply on the corner of her frozen mouth. . "I told you before that you will be retaliated against if you want to take care of other people's things..."

Then he dragged the interrogator with a clouded face out of the door.

"Eh? Am I really infected with Alzheimer's disease...?" A person who stayed in the kitchen faced the crumpled and expired newspaper, and the petals on the top of his head disappeared at some point. "Someone else's stuff...that's an interesting way to say it."

She had no defenses for what came next.But she just knows that she can't expect anything from ordinary people, because they are just ordinary people.

It is unreasonable to use the standards of relatives, friends, or idealized lovers to require them to conform to the rules and regulations you set up.No one in this world is obliged to contact you except those who truly love you, let alone express kindness to you.

As for Fusangshen, who belong to monsters, you can't ask them for more than normal battles and housework.

Hypocritical sweet words are like thorns piercing deeply into the skin, but they spiral up the spine to the top of the head, and after blooming gorgeous and weird flowers, you will regret that your body and heart do not belong to your brain, but Belongs to the shadowy figure that grinned contortedly and kissed your cheek.The disparity in power separates the mediocre people, resulting in differences, status and classes.

The difference between Fusangshen begins with the number of petals.

When she realized a second ago that the only Sihua Taidao in her Honmaru had the right to execute her, she didn't even know what kind of expression she should use to meet Yiqi Yizheng, or whether she should use The flirtatious game with the ambiguous eyes of those in high positions.It has to be said that the essence of the last method is the weakness of the inferior, or the compromise of reality by the self-pitying.

This Fusangshen didn't give her too much time to think about it seriously, but ordered her to stare at her eyes intently——

She was forced to face up on the ground to accept punishment.The darkness hides in the unknown place of Honmaru. It silently peeps, probes, and observes, sometimes lurking somewhere and giggling.In the silence, only a few lonely calls of cicadas were heard in the distance.

He rubbed the woman's chin, thin and tightly closed lips with his fingers that took off his glove, and raised his other hand to tightly hold the other's wrist.The male palm wearing white cotton gloves finally let go of the protruding knuckles that were reddened by strangulation, and instead chose to restrain the weakly opened finger joints.

When did it start?

It is the serene expression after closing the eyes, and the slightly trembling slender eyelashes slide down the crystal clear one;

Still open eyes, tenderness like water and hazy confusion alternately form fine waves, rolling up the sandy shore, silently plundering the dry ground;

Or the human body brought him a sensitive sense of touch and a desire for warmth. When a woman hugged him behind his back, the soft touch from his back almost swallowed all his reason——

Like her fingers, fingertips full of sin and holiness, smooth and hard scallop-colored nails, he couldn't help but want to kiss them.The breath exhaled from the tip of the nose rippled, making the woman tremble uncontrollably.

The joys and pains of being human.

He imagined the softness of the earlobes and lips, and obviously couldn't feel more details through the gloves, but he didn't care too much.The breath of the woman gradually occupied his nasal cavity, and then quickly occupied his brain.Before his rationality faded completely, he decided to surrender.

In the usual thinking of the swordsmen, the pain of being engraved and the loneliness of waiting for human appreciation alone are inevitable.Once the status is reversed, the strong party may choose to eagerly try the pleasure of violence.

The woman struggled to get up, her surprise and fear made her unable to make the slightest sound from her throat.

He began to explore from the softest part of the ear until the hardness of the collarbone interrupted the continuous kiss.Suddenly, the trembling all over his body caused a nightmare-like anxiety to appear in front of his eyes——

Yiqi Yizhen stopped stiffly suddenly, released her control, and knelt aside.When the terrified bird was about to push the door out, he hugged her from behind, softly cast a spell in her ear, and begged for his forgiveness.

Unexpectedly, the weak man with teary eyes turned his head and pursed his lips, his chin raised high as if disappointed.She hesitated and stretched out her fingers, caressing the collar of the man's slightly messy gray shirt, hooking his tightly tied black tie with her onion-like index finger.

Even the monsters who accompany human beings every day may not be able to guess human minds, after all, they have physical properties that are far from human beings.But it's hard to tell whether there will be a tacit understanding when the two combine or inspire the same ambiguity.At this moment, you only need to pay close attention to the other person's movements, eyes and breathing, until the sense of taboo and pleasure firmly locks all the unstable air around you, until the suffocation comes for a long time, and you will fall asleep with your desire wrapped around you.