The Inauguration of the Inquisitor of the Gods [Comprehensive]

Afterwards, Granu listened to the nagging of Honmaru's other blades in turn, until he sneezed before releasing Granu.

At this time, Tsurumaru, who had been standing at the door, walked in.

At this time, his face no longer had the smile of the past, but was a little dignified.

The long eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the emotions in the eyes.

"Crane Ball ~"

He heard Sugar calling to him.

When he looked up, he saw a little black-haired girl in a bathrobe sitting on the ground, smiling heartlessly, and stretched out her hands to him.

"Take me back!"

Tsurumaru walked forward silently, his golden eyes swept across the white calf of the sugar, and finally stopped at the ankle, he couldn't help pursing his lips.

Before he could react, Sand first grabbed the hem of his bathrobe, once and for all, although the strength was small, it was enough to make the bathrobe out of shape.

Tsurumaru had no choice but to fix his own yukata first, then turned his gaze back to Sato's face.

"Hurry up and help me, this place is very cold." Granu blinked at him, and shivered a bit with his hands clasped around his arms.

Seeing Granu's appearance, Tsurumaru rubbed his index finger and thumb meaninglessly, and finally turned his back to Granu and squatted down.

"Eh?" Seeing Tsurumaru's movements, Sato was stunned for a moment, then smiled and clung to Tsurumaru's back.

Although his back looks very thin, it is not in the real sense. It is extraordinarily powerful, with smooth muscle lines, far stronger than it looks.

After carrying the sugar on his back, Tsurumaru weighed it twice, adjusted the sitting posture of the sugar, and walked towards the door.

Zong San on the side had already opened the door for him.

Tsurumaru nodded slightly towards him, pulled out a smile, and walked outside.

The night was very quiet, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of stepping on the ground.

"That's great, Tsurumaru is so conspicuous at night, so you don't have to worry about not being able to find it." Satou looked up at the ink-like sky, and then looked down at Tsurumaru in front of him.

It's just white reflective.

"Hey, really, don't you hate white?" His voice was slightly low, like a sigh, and disappeared into the vast moonlight in an instant.

"Did you see it?" Granose blinked her eyes, her tone was a little surprised, she obviously didn't mention anything in particular.

"It was just speculation before, but now it is confirmed."

"It's really sharp." Surprised by Tsurumaru's insight, Sato tilted his head and added: "But something has changed recently, because of Tsurumaru."

"This scares the crane." Tsurumaru's pace paused for a moment, and then returned to normal: "Is it the front?"

"It's about the same. I actually think that the white one is pretty good-looking, and it's also quite pleasing to the eye."

Granu's fingertips brushed Tsurumaru's white hair: "Speaking of who cut your hair, it hasn't changed."

"Ah, this one, if it is cut, it will be repaired soon. If it is not voluntary or forced by the spiritual power of the god judge, there will be no traces left."

"Is that so, is that also the appearance?"

"more or less."

"Isn't that super good, how many people would be envious." If it weren't for the inappropriate time, Sato just wanted to pinch Tsurumaru's delicate skin.

"Hey." Tsurumaru exerted strength on his arm, and weighed the sugar twice: "It's not easy to move around, it will fall."

"It's good to be a little scary in life, it's not good if it's too boring." Satang thought that she wasn't scared, and continued to tease.

"That's right." Tsurumaru nodded, looking absent-minded.

"Hey, this doesn't look like you." Sato exclaimed, "Come on, why don't you have a smile~"

"Sorry, I can't laugh in this situation." Tsurumaru couldn't help tightening his arm holding Granu.

Granu shook his legs unconsciously, and denied, "It's not Tsurumaru's fault."

"I sprained my ankle before, but Tsurumaru just reminded everyone."

"It's just one side, and the other side was caused by my fright."

"What's the matter? Tsurumaru didn't know my state at that time." After finishing speaking, Sato couldn't help poking the back of his neck: "You worry too much."

Tsurumaru trembled from being stabbed, and asked after a while, "Aren't you angry?"

Granose blinked: "It's not like this."

At that time, I definitely had the feeling of wanting to beat someone up, but after calming down, I can't blame anyone for it.

Other people's sugar may still be angry, but facing their own swords, sugar can't get angry at all.

Well, after all, it's my own child.

"It's not in a good mood to say that." Tsurumaru said.

Granitum choked for a bit, stared directly at Tsurumaru, groped forward with his hands around his neck, touched the corner of Tsurumaru's mouth at last, and pulled to both sides: "I said, I said these words so hard, it's not for Mess up your mood, I, the client, don't care what you are struggling with, I will be angry if this continues."

"I obviously said I wasn't angry before." Tsurumaru swayed twice with the corner of his mouth pulled, his voice was very vague.

"You always have the ability to successfully make others angry." Even so, Granu didn't let go: "Quick, I won't let go unless I smile."

"You, how can you laugh when you pull me like this." Tsurumaru was completely helpless.

"Then I'll let go, you put me down, I want to see you smile." Sato immediately let go, patted Tsurumaru's shoulder, motioning him to put himself down.

Facing the little overlord behind him who never gave up until he achieved his goal, Tsurumaru had no choice but to find a clean place to put down.

As a wounded person, Granose had no consciousness at all, with his hands on his knees, and his legs dangling from time to time.

"Don't move." Tsurumaru couldn't stand it anymore, he had to stretch out his hand to stop it.

"Actually, it's really nothing. It really doesn't hurt as much as I imagined." After finishing speaking, a small smile appeared on the corner of Granu's mouth.

In fact, it’s really nothing, I’ve died, I’ve had pain, I just sprained my foot, it’s nothing, it’s not as painful as the last time I smashed the marble tabletop to scare Qingshi from working, only But recently, I have been raised a lot of squeamishness by the swordsmen.

"Come on, come on, have a laugh, Eggplant~" Sato tilted his head, and made a scissors hand to Tsurumaru.

Tsurumaru had no choice but to do the same thing as Sato.

Granu was still a little dissatisfied, and continued to demand: "The movements are getting stiff, be more natural, one, two, three!"

After several times in a row, Tsurumaru finally reached the state of Sato's satisfaction.

Satisfied, Granose clapped his hands and smiled for a while, then nodded in satisfaction, and looked around.

Seeing that he had finally passed, Tsurumaru was also quietly relieved, but being interrupted by such an interruption, most of the emotions that had accumulated in his heart finally dissipated.

The evening wind in spring was still a bit cold, Tsurumaru and Sato were only wearing thin bathrobes, and when the wind blew, the cold two couldn't help shivering with their arms folded.

"Hurry up, go back, it will be really miserable when you catch a cold." Thinking of how he looked when he caught a cold last time, he folded his arms and shrank his neck, urging Tsurumaru.

"That's right." Tsurumaru nodded, and carried the sugar on his back again.

Different from the slowness of last time, Tsurumaru's pace was finally a little brisk this time, but with just a small change, the atmosphere between the two of them has changed a lot.

"Let's go, Tsurumaru, the goal is towards Grano's bedroom!" Grano slipped out a slender branch from nowhere, waved it in his hand, and issued a command to Tsurumaru.

"Hi, hi." Tsurumaru's voice was inversely proportional to that of Sato, with a hint of helplessness.

"Speaking of which, Tsurumaru is really just like a crane, and his back is very straight."

As long as Tsurumaru doesn't have the idea of ​​making trouble, and stands far away, he will feel like a nobleman, elegant and noble, as long as he catches the eye, he will never be forgotten.

"Hahaha, if it's a compliment, then thank you very much."

"Liar..." Grano's words made Tsurumaru's steady pace stop, and he wanted to turn his head to look at Grano.

"This is the first sentence I said when I met you." Granose continued.

"Ah, this." Tsurumaru felt relieved, raised his legs and continued walking.

"Thinking about it, I really miss it." Thinking of the first meeting with everyone before, Granu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"I really scared Tsuru at that time." Tsurumaru added with Sato's laughter behind him.

"Hey, why, I should be scared and guess right."

"Yeah, I just thought it was a bit unbelievable." Tsurumaru put a pad of sugar on it, "Probably came up with the idea of ​​'Has the Toki no Government really reduced to the point where it wants to squeeze child labor?'"

"I'm not young anymore, I'm already an adult." Granu immediately retorted.

"Hey, grown up girl." When Tsurumaru's tone sounded perfunctory, Granuto grinds his teeth and wants to bite him.

Anyway, I have taken a shower, so I just finished my mouth.

Fortunately, at this time, Tsurumaru continued to add to her: "But at that time, I was still scared by other places."

"Where is it?" Sato said that as long as Tsurumaru said something about her age, she would immediately go up, anyway, the location was already found.

"Probably because of courage, the little girl's family came to this Honmaru alone, which is also unbelievable."

"Obviously before that, I thought it was hopeless..." Tsurumaru murmured in a low voice.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Sato tilted his head and tugged at Tsurumaru's skirt, revealing his fair skin and a small part of his collarbone.

"I said master don't try to be my beauty." Tsurumaru joked.

Granose immediately put on a pair of dead fish eyes: "Come on, I might as well pick up the shorts of Awataguchi's house."

Tsurumaru was choked up by this sentence, and after a while he said slowly: "Master, this is illegal."

"I'll just say it casually, don't take it seriously." Granose explained.

"Ah, no, such words..." It's really hard not to take it seriously.

"..." Understanding Tsurumaru's implication, Sato could only fall silent.

Now she wouldn't believe even what Tsurumaru said.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the awkward atmosphere between the two still persisted.