[Comprehensive] The Bizarre Event Book of the God Inspector

This is a rest day after completing Tsukada Xiajiang's commission. Morikawa Hotaru returned to Honmaru after a long absence to rest and adjust.

In the dead of night, Hotaru Morikawa tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.Holding her forehead, she sat up, and the room was completely dark.In order not to wake up the valet sleeping in the cubicle, she did not turn on the lamp. Fortunately, her night vision was good enough. She gently opened the washi sliding door, walked out, and then gently closed the door.

Hotaru Morikawa was wearing a kimono jacket and walking in the corridor. She didn't know where she was going, but she deliberately avoided the men's rooms with swords so as not to affect their rest.

Unknowingly, she walked to the hands.She stood quietly outside for a while, thinking that since she couldn't fall asleep now, she might as well practice.She walked into the empty and spacious field, turned on the light, took off her coat, picked up her usual wooden knife, and began to warm up and practice.

She swung the wooden knife, and the blade of the wooden knife covered with mottled scratches was like a sharpened steel blade, tearing through the air, which showed the strength of the man who swung the knife.But every time she swung a knife, Morikawa Hotaru would see the tragic scene she saw on the street that day, and the wailing and crying faces of the people tore every inch of her nerves.She has been practicing swords for several years, and with a heart of saving people, she works hard to practice, but she can't do anything for those innocent people who died tragically.

Her heart could not be calm, her sword became disorganized, and her breath became more and more chaotic.

"My lord, would you like to compete with the poor monk?" A man's rough voice suddenly came from the empty hands.

Morikawa Hotaru was startled, stopped what she was doing, and looked towards the door.The tall monk with short blue hair, wearing only a pajamas, leaned against the door frame, smiling heartily.It looked like he had just come out of the bedroom, and his hair was still a little messy.

"Sorry, Sanfuden, did I disturb you?"

"Kakaka, my lord, you don't need to care about this," said Yamabuku Kunihiro, who had already picked up a wooden knife and walked to the opposite of Morikawa Hotaru, "My lord, I haven't fought against the poor monk for a long time, let the poor monk see you How much progress has been made!"

Without waiting for Hotaru Morikawa to answer, Kunihiro Yamabushi went straight to her.Fu Sangshen was born with stronger power than ordinary humans. With a "bang", the weapons met. Morikawa Hotaru managed to take this powerful blow head-on, and suddenly felt numb in the tiger's mouth, and her wrist seemed to be broken generally.

But she still didn't use spiritual power to strengthen herself, but simply competed with Fu Sangshen in swordsmanship.

She tried her best to block the wooden knife held firmly on her knife by the other party, and suddenly backed away to create a distance.

Unable to confront him head-on, she used her more flexible actions than the opponent to find his flaws, and then smashed them in one fell swoop.But to Fu Sangshen, her attack was really painless.After several times of wandering and testing failed, Yamabuku Kunihiro finally got tired of this cat-and-mouse game, laughed and picked the knife in Fei Morikawa Hotaru's hand in one fell swoop, the tip of the knife stopped in the girl's throat, and the victory was divided.

"Ka Ka Ka Ka, the master has improved a lot!" Yamafuku Kunihiro retracted the knife and praised with a smile.

Hotaru Morikawa wiped the sweat that kept rolling down her forehead. It was too exhausting to fight against her own Fusangshen. She took the towel handed over by Yamabuku Kunihiro, thanked her, and waited for a while. Sitting on the ground with big lala.

Yamabushi Kunihiro sat down beside Morikawa Hotaru, raised his hand and patted the girl's head, and sighed again: "My lord has learned a lot of experience in practice in this world, and my swordsmanship has improved a lot!"

"I haven't made any progress. I still can't beat you, Sanbukuden..." At most, I lost from the previous ten moves and improved to the current twenty moves. The result is the same.

The monk laughed even more heartily, and then educated his master: "The master does not need to care too much about the result, the important thing is the process."

Then the smile faded, and he asked a little seriously: "I see that the master is troubled, can you talk to the poor monk, maybe the poor monk can solve the confusion for the master?"

Morikawa Hotaru hugged her knees, stared down at the wooden knife lying on the ground, only felt that it weighed a thousand catties, and after a long while, said in a muffled voice: "Sometimes I wonder if the way I insist is correct, and I watched so many Innocent people die tragically, but I can't do anything for them, even..."

They even protect those who have hurt them from the retrograde army. This is just to protect history.

She didn't continue to speak, but completed the second half of the sentence in her heart.As a god judge, she is very clear about her responsibilities. She has even experienced similar things countless times. Why did she have such a big reaction just this time?

In the final analysis, it still lies in the difference between "history" and "past".

When mentioning history, the first thing that comes to my mind is its unique heaviness. That period of time is too far away from me to resonate with me, so that when I see history repeating itself in front of my eyes, I always make myself look at it from the perspective of a bystander , Although I can't bear it, I still tell myself in my heart that this is bound to happen.And what about the "past"?The first feeling is regret, and the second feeling is that that time is not far away from her, and it is precisely because of regret and the sense of no distance that she has a sense of empathy.

Although I understand all the reasons, it is very difficult to really let go.

"The Lord thinks that the path he is taking is wrong?"

"No, it's just that I am unwilling. Is it a double standard? I have encountered such a thing before, but I have never been so sad." Morikawa Ying smiled wryly.

"It's a good thing for the Lord to have the common people in his heart, but you have to understand that even if we can't change their ending, we can still do something for them. Hasn't the Lord always done his best to help them?" Kunihiro Yamabuku He rubbed Hotaru Morikawa's soft black hair in relief, he had heard Ranto Shiro and Tono Kazuhiro say everything.

"It's normal to be confused, but if you lose your way, the loss outweighs the gain."

Morikawa Ying buried her head between her knees, raised her head again, and said, "Isn't this deceiving yourself?"

"It's really good to deceive oneself and others. If it can reduce their pain by half, that's a good thing. There is no perfect thing in this world."

Hotaru Morikawa supported her head, and softly thanked Fusangshen who taught her countless principles in front of her: "Thank you all the time, Yamabuden."

"Ka Ka Ka, the poor monk deserves it. In fact, everyone is very worried about you, the lord. Besides my own wishes, they also came to ask me. The lord should thank them very much."

"Tohno-den is also very worried about you." Fu Sangshen added this sentence abruptly, since Tohno and Hiroshi also asked him to do so.

Morikawa Hotaru felt embarrassed and turned her head away, trying to hide the awkward look on her face.

"Ah, master is shy~ cute!" Ranto Shiro, who suddenly appeared, lay on the girl's back, and rubbed the girl's reddish cheek affectionately.

"Ran?" Hotaru Morikawa looked at Ranto Shiro in pajamas in surprise, shouldn't he be sleeping at this time?

"General, stretch out your hand and apply some medicine, or the swelling will get worse later." Yaken Toshiro's voice came from his own side, and he was also wearing pajamas.

"Pharmaceutical research?!"

"Hey, what a worrying brat, not elegant at all..." Kasen Kanesada leaned on the door frame, looked at Morikawa Hotaru with bitterness and hatred, and sighed faintly.

"Song Fairy?!"

Fu Sangshen appeared one after another, but without exception, they were all wearing pajamas, probably just crawled out of bed.

"So you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?!"

Yamabushi Kunihiro laughed loudly, raised his hand to ruffle the girl's hair, and said, "Because everyone cares about the Lord!"

Morikawa Hotaru turned her head away shyly again, but her heart was soft.

The author has something to say: It’s not that I never thought of writing a more popular swordsman as a life mentor, but after I reviewed the characters of the swordsman, Yamabuku Kunihiro is the most suitable_(:з」∠)_

Gangzhen, Mr. Yamabushi is really suitable. If you don’t believe me, you can read his quotations, which are really philosophical.

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In addition, I would like to mention some small settings. The heroine has always regarded Yamabuku Kunihiro as her teacher. In her heart, Yamabuku Kunihiro's status is the same as that of her mentor, Morikawa Saori (will appear later).

When she was in Honmaru, she also went to practice with Yamabuku Kunihiro, so I won't mention these in the main text.

By the way, the heroine's initial sword is Utasen Kanesada, and the hero's initial sword is Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki.

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Well, this is the end of the story of this volume, I will take a few days off to improve the follow-up plot and the setting of the villain.

I was complained by my brother before that my villain can only talk nonsense, too low_(:з」∠)_

As I said before, the third volume is dedicated to the male protagonist. As for the female protagonist, I will send her to Yayuan to play a branch line~

I hope that in the next volume, there will be a breakthrough in the relationship between the male and female protagonists~