The Inauguration of the Inquisitor of the Gods [Comprehensive]

"Then I'll be the guide." Ah Xiang raised her hand to recommend herself.

The final contestants are Granu, Ghost Lantern, Yiqi Yizhen, Mikazuki, Tsurumaru, Kiyomitsu, Anding, Hasebe, Mitsutada, and Jiro.

"I feel like they're all bosses." Sato looked up at the contestants, and silently took a sip of sake to embolden himself.

Don't be cowardly or not, the big deal is that I'm drunk.

Hmm.

"Say, let's start." Ah Xiang distributed the playing cards in his hand.

As soon as I got it, there was a lot of noise.

In other words, compared with the contestants like them, the swords watching the battle were more excited, especially the small daggers who were banned from participating.

"The discussion over there shouldn't be too loud." Ah Xiang reminded.

The little knives covered their mouths in unison and nodded.

"Hi, I'm the king." The drunken Jiro turned over the joke cards in his hand and faced the crowd.

"I'm really envious." Sasuke sighed while supporting her head.

"Then let me think about it, um..." Jiro put on a distressed look: "They don't know how to play, so let No. [-] feed No. [-] the bar with their eyes closed."

"..."

In fact, I already understand it very well.

"I'm number one." An Ding flipped over the cards in his hand neatly, his blue eyes looked around curiously, wanting to see who the unlucky ghost was.

The owner with red nails flipped over the playing cards and said helplessly, "Why you?"

As long as it's not me, everyone starts to boo with great interest: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Granu asked for a handkerchief from Ah Xiang, folded it in half, and planned to blindfold An Ding.

"I'm so envious." Tang Gua looked at the handkerchief in Sa Tang's hand, and regretted why he didn't join, even if it was soaked in the wine tank.

Seeing Tang Gua's expression, the eggplant on the side stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, gave him a thumbs up, and comforted him loudly: "Master, just wait until later to ask for it."

"Don't speak so loudly! Stupid eggplant!" Tang Gua, who was poked in the center of his mind, suddenly exploded, and retorted with a blushing face.

After calming down, he immediately realized that everyone's eyes were attracted by them, including Ah Xiang's...

"Ah, no! That..." Tang Gua quickly waved his hand in denial, his eyes drifted away, and finally fell on the sake in front of him, he quickly picked it up, and drank it down: "Ah, I just think this is really good to drink, That's right, eggplant!"

At this moment, Eggplant was still forced to immerse himself in the tinnitus. He looked at Tang Gua with eager eyes. He stopped picking his ears, looked at Tang Gua half-understood, and said cautiously: "Come on."

"Come on!" Tang Gua simply threw away the bowl, pinched the eggplant's tender cheeks with both hands, and shouted: "Stupid eggplant!"

Seeing this childish action, everyone laughed and stopped asking.

Anyway, someone who understands the psychology of this innocent little boy can see it at a glance.

Hopeless.

"Sa, let's continue here." Satang said, and put both hands in front of An Ding's eyes.

Hey, don't tell me, the handkerchief is blue, which goes really well with An Ding.

"If it's too tight, tell me." Hands wrapped around An Ning's ponytail, Granose turned his head sideways, and tied a knot under the ponytail.

It was quickly fixed, Granose stretched out his hand and shook it in front of An Ding, then ran back.

At the same time, Guangzhong had already poured the wine and handed it over.

When encountering a cold glass at first, An Ding was startled before taking it.

Anding let Guangzhong lead her to Qingguang's surroundings.

Granu immediately clenched his hands excitedly, held his breath, and stared at this scene with sparkling eyes.

Hahaha, watching other people perform tasks is the most interesting thing~

An Ding first stretched out his hand that was not holding the cup, and carefully moved forward in small steps, trying to explore Qingguang's position.

Because it was Qingguang who kept the sitting posture and An Ding was standing, the result was that An Ding's hand rested on top of Qingguang's head.

"Pfft." Granu covered her mouth with both hands to prevent herself from laughing out loud.

"It's a little lower." Luan reminded.

An Ding who received the message nodded slightly. Unlike ordinary people, he was not very careful in his strikes, and directly smashed down with his hands.

Qingguang took a fist firmly like this, quickly covered his head, tilted his body, turned to one side, and said angrily: "Hiss... You, Anping, did it on purpose!"

"I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't expect you to be here." Although I said that, I always felt that there was not much sincerity in this sentence.

"Hahaha!!" The people around laughed more or less.

"Go ahead." Qing Guang looked around helplessly and urged.

Qing Guang wanted to speed up the completion of the order, so he simply uttered a voice to remind him of the direction.

Anyway, the king's order didn't say that he couldn't make a sound.

"Left, left, left, waiting is too much."

"The next point, yes, yes, that's it."

After finally finding the direction, An Ding finally pointed the wine glass at it.

Seeing the wine glass close at hand, Qing Guang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and moved his head closer to drink.

In the next second, for some reason, An Ning's hand trembled. Although most of the wine was not contaminated with Qing Guang because of the angle, it was inevitable that some of it would splash on Qing Guang's face.

Being so teased by this accident that I couldn't hold it anymore, bursts of laughter came from the open space.

"Cough cough." Qing Guang coughed a few times, wiped off the water stains on his face, and stared at An Ding angrily in his bright red eyes: "Just say it was intentional, An Ding."

"Eh?"

Before An Ding could react, Qing Guang tore away the cover, and was pulled aside aggressively to close his hands together.

"Wait, wait, three bowls as promised." Jiro stopped them, and did not allow them to pass until they had been given three bowls.

"Qing Guang and An Ding have left the game for the time being, is there anyone else who wants to join?" Sato asked, turning his head away from the two of them.

Got a great response.

Finally, Shirasawa and Yamabagiri Kunihiro were selected to join the game. Although the latter was brought in forcibly, it did not affect the progress of the game.

"Hmph, imitations like me..." Even though he said that, Kunihiro Yamababa obediently picked up the playing cards.

"Haha, I'm the one who drew the king this time!" As soon as Tsurumaru saw the card, he flipped it backhanded, obviously still very satisfied with the draw.

"Tsurumaru hall."

When the contestants saw that Tsurumaru had won the king card, they secretly screamed in their hearts.

After all, the name of Trouble Crane is not for nothing.

It's not Tsurumaru if you don't make trouble.

Especially Granu, when she saw Tsurumaru's golden eyes looking towards her, the alarm bell in Granu's heart was immediately sounded.

"Then, please invite No. [-] to be the princess!" Tsurumaru elongated his tone.

Even though the number called was not her, Sato still didn't dare to look away, and kept staring at Tsurumaru, feeling that even breathing was unnecessary.

Seeing Sato's expression, Tsurumaru smiled at her and looked away.

Wait, wait, brother, speak clearly!

"Accept number three's princess hug."

The small expectations that Granose originally had were completely destroyed.

She is number three.

"The princess is someone else." Jiro looked at the card in his hand and raised his hand.

"Hey, is that so?" Tsurumaru said with surprise in his tone, and then added the next sentence: "That Jirou, come and accept No. [-]'s princess hug~"

Jiro? !

Granu came alive all of a sudden, raised his hand, and spoke a little awkwardly: "I, I, I, I am number three!"

Fortunately, it was Jiro, and no other big shots were drawn, luckily.

"Hey, lucky~" Jiro laughed when he saw that number three was sugar.

"I also want to be hugged by the general princess!" Shinano looked at Jiro with envy.

"Me too!"

"Well, it's a game, there will be a chance in the future." Yao Yan comforted the small dagger.

Jiro accepted many looks of envy, and spread his hands to Granu: "Be gentle."

"Don't worry." Sasuke nodded in response, and walked towards Jiro.

Well, it's more than enough to hold Jiro in his arms, and Sato is full of confidence in this.

It's just that when he arrived at Jiro's side, Granose found a small problem.

"Jiro's height seems to be 190..."

"Yes." There was nothing wrong with Jiro's tone.

"..."

How can a princess with a height of 158cm hold you who is 190cm.

"Ah, the master is not tall enough." Cattail ruthlessly exposed Granu's predicament.

We are also 158cm, so let's not hurt each other, okay?

In the end, it was enough to just hug Jiro.

Looking at Jiro who was still opening his arms towards her, Sato overcame the height difference to build himself mentally, spread his arms and hugged Jiro tightly, and lifted Jiro off the ground with ease.

It's just this scene...

The only thing Sasuke can see is his legs (laughs)

After receiving a round of orders, Granu drank three bowls with a haggard face, and only planned to quietly huddle in a corner as a salted fish.

It's just that the sky failed, and Tsurumaru's cheers completely shattered her dream.

"Hahaha, what luck, it's me again!"

"Then please blindfold No. [-] and guess No. [-]'s identity. If you can't guess correctly, you'll even drink No. [-]'s wine~"

"..."

Tsurumaru, do you have a tracker on you kid? ! !