[Comprehensive] The god judge voluntarily was hidden by the gods

Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt a subtle change in Daigo Kyoya's attitude, and his face gradually turned red.

"You're welcome..." He hugged Daigo Kyoya back and tightened his arms, "Okay, I'm a good plan... Does the master like me more?"

"Of course there is." Daigo Kyoya rubbed his head against Tsurumaru Kuninaga's head, like rubbing a kitten or puppy, "Tsurumaru Chao--cute!"

"Hey?!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga stammered, "Master is also super cute!"

"Tsurumaru is much cuter than me."

"The master is the cutest in the world!"

"Tsuramaru..." This dialogue, if it continues, it will definitely be an endless loop. "Okay, let's not argue," Daigo Kyoya closed his eyes, "We are a cute duo, okay?"

What the hell!

But Tsurumaru Kuninaga obediently replied: "Okay."

The machine heard the sound of operation, and spit out a lot of photos.

All photos are divided into electronic version and physical version. The electronic version is placed in a portable storage device, and the physical version has two copies. One is normal size and can be stored in an album, and the other is shrunk and plasticized. Made into a string of pendants.

"It's like the idol's surroundings," Tsurumaru Kuninaga compared each other with the pendant, "Where is the best place to hang it?"

"How about the hilt?"

"It's too easy to fall..."

"Then hang it on your waist." Daigo Kyoya looked Tsurumaru Kuninaga up and down, "raise your right hand."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga did as he said.Daigo Kyoya brushed off his cloak, and strung the pendant on the belt of his girdle as a netsuke.His own string hung from his belt.

At this time, the number of players on the street also increased. They must have found that they were deceived by illusions, or thought that the mission had fallen into the hands of a low-key person.

The Island of Greed is a dangerous game. Although the creator's original intention was not to cause killing, the unscrupulousness of the players still distorts the meaning of the game.Most people spend a lot of energy and still get by, only a few people can get along here like a fish in water.

Among them, there are many players who are willing to gather in the city of love.There is no other reason, the style here is relaxed and lively, and it is also possible to have an affair from time to time, which is convenient for dawdling.Especially for some frustrated players, it doesn't matter even if the opponent is an NPC, deceiving themselves is more suitable for them than facing reality.

Even some strong people will not object to the existence of the city of love.The nerves that have been tense all the year round always look for a chance to relax.

When passing by the square, there are NPCs and players who are holding a ring to recruit relatives.

"Ah," some players were discussing, "The player's position in the arena to recruit relatives has been taken."

"Is it the same as us, using the ring to recruit teammates?"

"No, it's a couple's pre-wedding ceremony. This kind of operation is very popular recently."

"Why is it so popular to get married recently..."

"In their view, this kind of behavior is also a kind of taste."

"It may also be to gain attention."

"Show off, like a peacock showing off its feathers, showing off how good a partner is."

"Is love such a superficial thing?"

"No, what's superficial is human superiority."

"Actually, it's not necessarily a sense of superiority. For some people, it is an instinct to share their emotions with everyone and seek the approval of others..."

Since there are no rewards for recruiting relatives in this kind of arena organized by players, most of them are for the players to entertain themselves, only relatives and friends join in.However, for this kind of amateur hunter who was trapped in the game and couldn't leave, and could only marry and settle here, this kind of celebration was grand enough.

"Master, if you also hold a ring to recruit relatives..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga imagined and shuddered, "That scene must be terrible."

It's hard to say that the big Awataguchi family will formulate any strategy, play offensive and defensive alliances, and make it look like a war.If you are serious and join in the fun, I am afraid that the entire Honmaru will be mobilized.

"What's going on in your mind?" Daigo Kyoya stroked Tsurumaru Kuninaga's head, "It's not something that can be resolved by a fight."

"But a fight can prove a lot of things." Tsurumaru Kuninaga lowered his head and played with the pendant on his waist. "Determination, strength, etc." He paused: "In terms of strength alone, Sankayue and Karasuma are the strongest. If the true god will help me, I will have the power to fight."

"...Don't be like this, you almost broke the knife last time," Daigo Kyoya couldn't help but hold his forehead, "Speaking of which, Karasuma is fine," his strength is exchanged for his brain, "even if you add True God, the strength of Sanriyue is growing too fast, right?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga puffed up his cheeks: "It's because of Kaguya Hime's care. The true god said that she helped Mikazuki a lot... Others also gave a lot of benefits. Mikazuki is very likable."

"Aren't you very likable too?" They all mixed up the name of a mascot.

"But, things like impressions...will form inertia."

Most of people's judgments on things depend on their first impressions, which last for a long time.When a person tells a lot of lies, when he tells the truth, no one will believe him.

Mikazuki Zongjin likes to be taken care of by others, and everyone will habitually help him; Tsurumaru Kuninaga plays a lot of pranks, and people can't tell when he is joking and when he is serious.

"I am actually very dangerous," Tsurumaru Kuninaga said seriously, and changed the subject, "Once pranks don't make me feel bored, I don't know what I will do."

Daigo Kyoya tilted her head: "So?"

"So," Tsurumaru Kuninaga pulled Daigo Kyoya and pushed him to the corner, "Master, please love me more! Don't push me away for other people's sake," he raised a finger, "Like, we're about to hit a home run by now... oops!"

Daigo Kyoya turned around and pushed Tsurumaru Kuninaga back into the corner.

The god judge put one hand on Tai Dao's ear, and put his right foot between his legs, and there was a wall dong.

"I know that besides being lively and cute, Tsurumaru also has a wild and rough side." Daigo Kyoya pinched Tsurumaru Kuninaga's chin with the other hand, with an ambiguous tone, "The way you put on during the battle The secondary expression is really amazing."

The Tsurumaru Kuninaga in wartime and the everyday Tsurumaru Kuninaga are completely at odds, and the violent side of his character is all shown to his enemies.

Tsurumaru Kununaga watched Daigo Kyoya getting closer, and slowly blushed again.

"No matter what aspect of you, I can't stop it." Daigo Kyoya narrowed his eyes, rubbing Tsurumaru Kuninaga's lips with his fingers, "From the very beginning, it was impossible for me to let go of your hand."

After saying those words, Daigo Kyoya kissed Tsurumaru Kuninaga's lips.

It's such a time, it's a waste of atmosphere to mention anyone else.The pink bubbles of love floated up again, blinding the titanium alloy dog ​​eyes of passers-by for a while.

A child passed by and whistled: "It really is a city of love, and it is really inclusive."

"Keep your voice down, Kiya, your voice will be heard!"

"It's okay, they don't have rings on their hands, they are NPCs."

"...You look really carefully."

It's a pity that the god judge and sword fusangshen are not NPCs... No, according to the previous negotiation with the administrator, they can barely be regarded as real NPCs.

"Hehehe," another sticky and procrastinated voice sounded, "Those two, faces I've never seen before. They're not NPCs... At least, they're not ordinary NPCs."

How can this make people flirt.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stretched out his hand to grab a playing card that was thrown in front of him, and Daigo Kyoya turned his face angrily: "You guys, you will be kicked by the horse if you disturb other people's relationship?"

Not far away stood three children as tall as a dagger, and a young man dressed as a clown.Among the children, there are two boys and one girl, and the colors of the boys are also one black and one white.

One of the dark-haired kids immediately apologized: "I'm sorry!"

"Ah!" The other girl immediately cupped her face, her face full of nympho, "Both are my favorite types! The white one is as pure and beautiful as crystal, and the black one is as warm and noble as Mofei!"

"But Biski, are they a couple?"

"A handsome guy of this level is enough to catch the eye!"

"Also, Mo Fei is not black, is it?"

"Don't you think I don't know? Mo Fei is more beautiful and more expensive than Hei Fei," the girl pointed at Daigo Kyoya. ah."

Her first impression of Tsurumaru Kuninaga was wrong, but her judgment of Daigo Kyoya was quite accurate.Tsurumaru Kuninaga can also pretend to be a great noble if he wants to, isn't it because he didn't want to pretend.

"Compared to that, Mr. Clown," Daigo Kyoya turned to the young man who threw the playing card, "this kind of sticky thing." He took the playing card from Tsurumaru Kuninaga with one hand, and put it in the other hand. Take off the Nianli sticking to Taidao's hand, "Isn't it good to just throw it on someone you don't know?"

The Mr. Clown doesn't look funny at all, without his round nose, clown hat, and dark circles.His brows and eyes are slender, like a fox, and his face is pale, matching the suits of poker cards painted on his cheeks, giving people a strange feeling.

"You actually found out~" The clown made the same mistake as Leiza, and looked away at Daigo Kyoya, "This is the first time I see such a hidden..." He stretched out his hand to cover his face, "It's so interesting~"

"...An illusion?" Daigo Kyoya muttered.He rubbed his eyes and asked Tsurumaru Kuninaga. "I seem to see strange symbols at the end of the sentence?"

"It's not an illusion," Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at the clown curiously, "It's the symbols of playing cards, I saw it too."

"This is the first time I see... a person who can speak so vividly." Daigo Kyoya let go of the ninja in his hand and bounced it back. "It feels like the painting style is different from ours."

"I would like to learn this way of speaking, it seems very fun?"

"Don't, it doesn't match your personality..."