The Inauguration of the Inquisitor of the Gods [Comprehensive]

The two, who were happy for their tacit cooperation, suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

"Tsuramaru, cattail..."

Different from the usual voice, the current voice has a very high sweetness content. For the two of them, it was like a scythe about to be swung by the god of death. The two of them calculated a few ways to escape in a very short period of time. route.

Alas, is it not good to be alive?

In the end, everyone gathered around the dining table and ate lively, while Tsurumaru and Nanwei sat kneeling in the corner in the doge seat.

Crying QAQ

The other people who eat melons did not comfort the two, but looked at them with a look of "I told you not to die", and then continued to enjoy the freshly baked food in front of them.

Is there any friendship left.

Every time Granose turns her head, she can see the cuteness of the two with their big eyes.

Especially catfish tail, the attack of those big eyes is almost doubled.

The big watery eyes can hardly eat.

Take a bite of rice.

stare……

drink soup.

stare……

Clamp, I can't clamp it anymore.

It doesn't feel good for Rumang to be on his back, and Sa Tang always feels uncomfortable in doing anything.

"Forget it, you guys come and eat." Granu put down his chopsticks and sighed.

"That's great~"

"It's just that you guys have to confess the mastermind~" As soon as these words came out, Nanwei was still happy, but Tsurumaru's back stiffened slightly.

"Okay, I understand." The girl showed a decent smile, and beckoned to Tsurumaru kindly: "Come and sit here."

Tsurumaru silently glanced at the vacated space next to Granu, then quietly glanced at Granu, and walked up to it at a turtle speed.

But even with the dawdling, it will come eventually.

Granose still smiled sweetly, and patted the seat: "Sit."

Tsurumaru sat down in the same posture as the little daughter-in-law.

"Eat." Before he finished speaking, Guangzhong handed over a bowl of rice thoughtfully.

Tsurumaru's eyes were full of accusations, but because of Granu, he could only grievance in the end.

"Eat vegetables." Hearing this sentence, Tsurumaru, who originally thought he could only eat plain rice, looked at Satou in surprise.

Granu returned a puzzled look, as if he was a little puzzled by his behavior of only eating rice.

Is it an illusion?

After eating for a while, the big stone in Tsurumaru's heart fell to the ground.

Little did he know that in a corner that Tsurumaru couldn't see, the corners of Sato's mouth were slightly raised.

The melon-eaters who watched the whole process stopped their movements involuntarily, and then returned to their original appearance.

Eat and eat.

The two of them were naturally hungry after planning for a long time, but Tsurumaru finished the bowl quickly, but they still didn't feel full.

Then Granose thoughtfully served the second bowl.

"Thank you." After hesitating for a moment, Tsurumaru still took it.

"You're welcome, a six-month-old baby is just growing up."

"..."

He ate in silence, his years of accumulated experience told him that things were not that simple.

The speed of cooking slowed down.

Even though he was dawdling, Granu was still waiting there with a good temper, already holding a heavy bowl of rice in his hand.

Tsurumaru sent a light wave for help to everyone.

Everyone laughed and looked away.

"Hurry up and eat, children can't be picky eaters." Rear Granose smiled sweetly, calling out to Tsurumaru in a soft voice.

"..." I was afraid that I, Tsurumaru, would die here today.

At the end, Tsurumaru was almost spread out on the ground, although this action looked very free and easy under the background of his appearance.

Still can't stop him from dying.

"It's alright."

Imai and Hotaru curiously observed Tsurumaru lying on the ground.

Jiro clamored to drink with Lord Ghost Lamp.

Yao Yankan supervised several picky eaters eating green vegetables.

Kiyomitsu and Izumi Mori Kanesada were arguing about something, their voices were a bit noisy.

Mikazuki and Yingmaru are discussing what kind of tea is most suitable after a meal.

Maru, the younger brother, cried again because Higiri called him the wrong name.

Well, everything is still quite harmonious.

Except that there is also a knife trying to lure Sugar to drink.

Hasebe wanted to go up to stop it, but was stopped by the smiling Granose.

Ghost Lantern took a sip of sake silently, without making a sound.

Finally, the little girl downed a slice with a cute expression.

"Juice?" Satou blushed, tilted his head, and looked at Jiro and Qingjiang who were lying on the ground with a smile.

"It's really a great capacity for drinking." Yamato Mamoru Anding looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help sighing.

Qing Guang nodded in agreement.

It's just that when a grand banquet will end, it makes everyone feel a sense of loss.

Especially the news that spread before Honmaru made the daggers gather around Granu, talking and acting coquettishly by her side, and even got into Granu's arms directly.

"What's the matter?" Sasuke looked down at the top of his hair, reached out and stroked his soft hair.

The little boy didn't say anything, just shook his head and continued to bury in her arms.

"General~"

The voice is grandma's, with a strong nasal sound.

"We'll be fine."

"En?" Granu patted his back and said softly, "But you are already super obedient, the most obedient children I have ever seen."

"Then can you stay here for a while, there are many, many things I want to share with you." Luan grabbed the hem of her clothes and shook them.

"What's going on here?"

Sasuke looked at the others blankly.

For a while, everyone present fell silent.

"Cough." The ghost lamp broke the original silence and attracted everyone's attention.

"Concerning whether Sasuke will continue to take office, a conclusion has been reached here."

Ghost Lantern turned his eyes to Granu, and continued, "As long as Grano allows."

"Ah?" Sasuke blinked, looked left and right, but found that everyone's eyes were focused on her.

"Wait, let's not talk about the appointment. What about hell, am I going to be transferred?"

"No, the manpower in hell is already in short supply, it will be difficult if we leave."

Everyone's eyes can't help but feel a little disappointed.

Ghost Lantern took out a contract from nowhere.

"In the morning, I specially asked the relevant personnel to discuss the issue of part-time employment. As long as Sato agrees, you can continue to serve as a god judge, but at the same time, you are also obliged to work for us. What do you think?"

Once again, everyone's eyes focused on Granu's body. Although no one spoke, everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation.

After thinking for a while, Granose opened his eyes, glanced around solemnly, and finally sighed, showing a troubled look.

"I'm still thinking about what's wrong. If you are willing to accept me, a half-way monk who has failed as a god judge, I will naturally."

Different from the expression, the tone of the sugar is light and lively.

There was a small cheer from the room.

"General! General!"

"Hmm, what's the matter?"

"Hey, hey, I just want to scream."

"Great, the general will be our master from now on."

"Is the master a wife?"

"Aluchi, congratulations."

"Hahaha, very good very good."

"Please treat me well in the future."

The warm atmosphere is unprecedentedly high.

"Ah, cough cough cough." Granu cleared his throat, trying to suppress the atmosphere.

Everyone stopped to save face, waiting for the next move of the sugar.

Facing so many serious eyes, Sa Tang couldn't help scratching his head, and couldn't help but put down a soft tone: "Actually, it's nothing. I just feel that I haven't formally introduced myself to everyone for so long. Let's take this opportunity to make up."

The little girl put her hands on her belly, and said in a clear voice, "Hello everyone, I'm Xiaotang from hell, and I will be a god judge in the future. Please give me your advice in the days to come."

After finishing speaking, Granose bowed at 90°.

"Please advise me more." Everyone said in unison, and then immediately shifted their focus.

"General, what is hell? It can't really be that hell, can it be a company in this world."

"Isn't the master human?"

"How could the master not be human?"

"Yes."

Obviously, some swords didn't take it seriously, but others who really understood laughed and said nothing.

"It's really hell, I'm already a ghost."

"Really?" Several people still obviously didn't believe it.

Reluctantly, Gui Deng took off the little blue hat he wore, and believed in the sword that he didn't believe in before.

"It's a real horn."

"It scared me."

So she doesn't look believable at all?

"It turns out that the master is really a ghost." Yingwan suddenly realized.

"Hey hey, yes." Granu smiled, and put on the posture of the female ghost before, with an erratic voice, and said to the group of short knives: "I will take you to hell~"

The daggers looked at each other, and then surrounded them with smiles: "It's not scary at all, the general is too imposing."

"Hey, at least cooperate with me." Sato pretended to be disappointed.

"Brother, I won't be afraid of hearing ghost stories in the future." Luan took her arm and smiled: "If only female ghost sisters were as cute as General Xiang."

"..."

I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

"For example, if it's a ghost, does the master have a long lifespan?" Tui took a little tiger in his arms, looking at Granu with anticipation.

Granu squatted down and retreated at eye level, touched the fluffy little head: "Yes, so there is still time to regret it."

"No way!" Tui raised his voice a little, his tone full of firmness.

"Yes, we won't regret it." Although Hotaru's tone was slow, the tone of preciousness in it could not be misheard.

Granose's heart almost melted, and she touched each little head one by one.

Is it so cute that it explodes?

"Okay, okay, it's getting late, it's almost time to close it." Guangzhong clapped his hands and cleaned up the scene.

"Hi." The voices vary in size, but they are equally excited.

Originally wanted to help clean up, but was pushed out of the door by Qing Guang and An Ding.

"If the master does this, it will be our sword's fault."