[Comprehensive] Gilgamesh the God Judge

On the top of the roof, the morning breeze blew on the sweat-soaked hair and skirt, which was slightly cool. Hotaru couldn't help shivering, pulling the relaxed muscles, and a burst of soreness made him frown.

Biting her lip, she pressed it down to her mouth and moaned, "Hiss—" It hurts so much.

"Hey, I see that you are a spoiled and spoiled child, and I can't bear the pain." Gojo Sukuna, who had left not long ago, walked back and raised his hand. Hotaru took the things he threw, and it was a little hot. It's a can of hot drink.

Hotaru stared at the boy who was somewhat similar to himself, but did not speak.

Before opening the door of the rooftop, he was attacked by this strange boy. Even though it turned out to be a misunderstanding, he still didn't mean to end it. Fortunately, the other party didn't kill him, otherwise he would really be no match for this boy at night when his combat power was greatly weakened. A nimble guy.

That battle was more like a long-suppressed emotional catharsis, and unfortunately, I became a partner.

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous." After Gojo Sukuna finished speaking, he sat on the edge of the roof by himself, tore open the transparent packaging bag and ate a sandwich.It seemed that because of the long battle just now, he had also expended a lot of energy. He was so hungry that he was concentrating on swallowing the food in his hand.

His calf was dangling in the air, the weapon was behind him, and the long black stick without the sickle head rolled a few times because of the slight slope, which was absolutely out of reach of his hand.

It was almost dawn, and the brilliance of the sunrise in the east could already be felt. Hotaru approached slowly, looking at Gojo Suku's defenseless back, as long as he pushed hard now, the child would jump from the [-]th floor. tall buildings fall.

"Squeak—" The tab of the can was opened, and the feeling of strawberry-flavored hot milk sliding down the esophagus was very comfortable.

Hotaru walked up to Gojo Sukuna, held on to the fence with one hand, and kicked his calf upwards vigorously, wanting to sit there like him and watch the sunrise.

A hand reached out in front of Hotaru and pulled him up.

Two little teenagers are sitting side by side facing the morning sun. The sun shines on them, which is pleasing to the eye and most arouses women's desire for protection.

"I'll eat it for you. I played all night. Are you hungry?" Gojo Sukuna broke half of a sandwich and handed it to Hotaru.

Hotaru just wanted to say that I'm not hungry, but my stomach let out an inappropriate cry, and he took the half sandwich with some embarrassment.Seeing Gojo Sukuna who ended his meal early because it was distributed to him, he asked him with some embarrassment if he wanted to drink his own milk.

"I don't drink it. I hate drinking milk. In the past, Mr. Pan always forced me to drink it, but now I don't have him nagging in my ear." It's strange to think of him... Gojo Sukuna was stunned for a moment , eyes began to turn sour, turned around and jumped off the railing, with his back to Hotaru, "I hate it, it's really windy on the roof. Anyway, drink it yourself, you don't have the strength to fight with such a short."

... Do you know that your last sentence wiped out all the good feelings I had built up with you?

The Da Tai Dao boy said unconvinced: "It was night just now, now you fight me again, you may lose or win."

Gojo Sukuna shook his head, picked up the weapon on the ground, and put the windbreaker on his shoulders, "I don't have time to play with you, I'm going to find my king now."

"Your king?"

"Yes, that's the kind of person I'm willing to give up everything I own to play a game with him. It's hard to imagine for an outsider like you, right?"

In this world, apart from the clan members empowered by the king, there is also a special group of people—the outsiders, who have supernatural powers but do not rely on the king.Although he didn't use his full strength in the fight before, being able to support Xiao Midnight under his own hands is obviously not something ordinary people can do.He didn't consider that Hotaru came from a different time and space, and Gojo Sukuna regarded Hotaru as an outsider under his inherent cognition.

The one who blocked everything in himself to play a game with him?A golden figure flashed in Hotaru's mind.

It was dawn, and it was time to set off to find the master.

Hotaru walked on the sidewalk with a big sword on his back. As Fusangshin who followed Gilgamesh on the first day, he is the easiest to feel the spiritual power of the god judge. I don’t know what happened to the other companions...

Not paying attention to the surroundings, Hotaru was hit by a fast-running man, took a few steps back to stabilize his body, he reached out to help the fallen man, "Are you okay?"

The man complained cursingly: "Oh, it hurts me to death, you don't look at the road when you walk! My latest terminal is broken, you have to pay for it!"

Fu Sangshen's body is much stronger than that of a human, so Hotaru didn't realize why he just took a few steps back, but this adult man was knocked over and fell to the ground.

Anyone with a little understanding of the world will definitely understand that this man is touching porcelain.This kind of experienced person will always find a single student or woman who looks kind and weak to commit crimes.

Not having time to delve into this kind of matter, Hotaru took out the wallet from his pocket, poured out the Koshu gold capital inside, and put it in his palm, "Is this enough? I only have so much money."

"What the hell is this? You are kidding me!" The man roared louder. Obviously, Jiazhou gold is not a universal currency, and people in this world don't know it.

Hotaru didn't want to waste time for this kind of thing, he had the idea of ​​knocking this man unconscious, he wasn't a good person anyway.But there are too many people on the street, and it will be very difficult to deal with follow-up troubles after doing it.

"What are you arguing about? I'm so annoying, isn't it just a terminal? I'll transfer money to you." At this moment, the young man with the green scythe on his shoulder slowly walked out of the crowd with a cold voice, "But The matter of you yelling at my brother is not so easy to solve, why don't you keep an arm in exchange?"

"Brother? Go...Master Gojo..." The man seemed to recognize the identity of Gojo Sukuna, looked at him, then at Hotaru, and suddenly realized.He ran away in a hurry without even picking up the things on the ground, and Gojo Sukuna didn't chase him either.

"Thank you."

"No, I just happened to meet, I just hate that kind of adults."

Hotaru remembered the slightly mocking words on the rooftop just now, "So you are the young master of the rich family, why didn't you go home and sleep on the rooftop instead?"

"I've already run away from home, my home is where I live." Gojo Sukuna didn't seem to want to say more, "Why do you follow me all the time? I won't protect you."

"I didn't follow you, I just dropped by."

Gojo Sukuna warned: "My path is very dangerous. You may encounter various enemies on the road. If you are not afraid of being implicated, you can do whatever you want."

Even if the shawl cuts the thorns, you have to go this way, because only this way can you find Lord God Judge.

***

Gilgamesh picked up a chess piece in his slender fingers, and suddenly, the chess piece landed on the board, approaching the general.He took a sip of the red wine, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the pensive Panzhoutianji opposite, without urging him.

Bishuiliu reorganized the jungle's network data, and the bitter Gray King was pushed to accompany Gilgamesh to pass the time.

The chess field is like a battlefield, and Panzhou Tianji has been defeated repeatedly, and has lost seven or eight times in a row.In fact, Gray King doesn't want to play any more, he has no ambitions to compete, and insists on fighting to the death, but the person in front of him is obviously not the one you don't want to play if you don't want to.

In this kind of matter, the members of the green group are indifferent, fully displaying the attitude of having nothing to do with themselves.Even though the server has been dealt with earlier than the water flow, and even though Yushaoshenzi has returned and applied the mask leisurely, the two of them have no intention of coming to help at all.

Panzhou Tianji gritted his teeth and persisted for a few more rounds, and finally surrendered under the besieged situation.

"Yeah! The master has won again!" Qingguang Qingguang, who has been paying attention to the situation here, cheered excitedly.

Originally one of the original knives, he came very late due to various reasons, and missed many opportunities to be alone with his master. He was the closest and the first to find the god judge with his excellent investigative ability, and he was very satisfied with the current situation.

Another thing to be happy about is that Yushenzi has many beautiful nail polishes with complete color numbers and a full set of nail art tools. They can share their manicure experience together after work.

California Qingguang, who reapplied red nail polish for herself, thought, when will I make a set of nails for my master to make him fall in love with me!

"Xiao Qingguang, if you keep yelling like this, be careful I won't lend you nail polish!" Yu Shaoshen Zi took off the mask and looked at it in the mirror. Desperately complained: "It's all because Xiaoliu always makes me worry, and there are fine lines around the corners of my eyes."

"Oh? I'm very sorry, I won't worry you in the future." Bi Shuiliu looked up from the screen and promised earnestly.He speaks in a serious manner and is accustomed to using honorifics, which always makes people feel helpless.

"Oh, I'm just talking. Talking about Xiaoliu, can you stop talking to me like this in the future? After all, you are my master. It feels weird."

Bi Shuiliu tilted his head, thought carefully, and replied, "Sorry, no, you can't change your speaking habits."

Yu Shaoshen Zi never thought that Liu could really change it, and if he put himself in his shoes, it would be very difficult for him not to use nicknames for others.

Well, this is good, a fresh and real little stream.

In fact, the people in the green group are far from being as indifferent and indifferent as I imagined. They may not have as strong a bond as the red group, but separation can also feel pain.

Because you will find that you have developed indelible feelings for a virtual game and virtual characters before you know it.