Two or three things about the rebirth of the scumbag

In the early morning of the next day, when Yaki Hasebe, who was going to persuade the judge to get up and have breakfast, passed by the corridor, he happened to find the two-shin Heian Taidao sleeping soundly in the snow.

I can only lament Fu Sangshen's amazing physical fitness. After sleeping outside for a night in such a cold day, Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Tokiri are still in great shape after drinking ginger soup.It's a pity that it didn't take long before he suddenly realized what happened last night. The valet with a dark complexion arranged a mission for today's horse, and he was chased away in a frenzy.

When the sun was high, Inokai, who was finally called out of bed, looked gloomy, and the Q-version villain in his heart was still yawning half-deadly. After seeing a bunch of fusangshen lined up at the door of his hand, he fell back and chose to die.

It's so troublesome... After buying Izumi Mori Kanesada yesterday, I repaired the other short knives, and the rest today are time-consuming.

However, no matter how regretful he was, he couldn't go back to yesterday, and killed the self who had set the flag blindly. Inokai sighed in his heart. After packing up the hand tools in the room, he turned and said to the black-haired boy standing at the front of the line. : "California Qingguang, come in."

Qingguang Qingguang, who was the first to be named, was a little dazed. Before he could speak, he was pushed in by Yamato Shou'an beside him. The black-haired and blue-eyed Da Dao bowed slightly to the interrogator and said, "Trouble master!" It's over," and he slammed the door shut.

"boom."

As the door to the room was closed, the room fell into silence. Inokai and California Kiyomitsu were separated by the furthest diagonal line, relatively silent.

"..."

Sticking to the door, California Qingguang tightly hugged Da Dao in his arms, and a pair of jewel-like red eyes anxiously looked at the examiner not far away.

I am, not loved.

"What's the use of practicing more?" The cheek was scratched by the blade, and the bleeding has not yet solidified. The young man's irritable voice seems to be yesterday, "A waste is a waste. There is no one who goes out without getting hurt. It's better not to use this kind of broken knife." !"

He actually wanted to apologize, whether it was accidentally hurting his master, or his previous mistakes.

However, when the main body was thrown into the icy bottom of the lake, the boundless cold enveloped him, making him almost out of breath.When he came back to his senses and the main body was salvaged by his companions, the judge had already left.

Ahhh, a knife that is not loved by the owner like him... California Kiyomitsu lowered his head in despair, even if it is repaired, what's the point?

Then, he saw the young man stand up and walk towards him impatiently.

Yes, are you going to be scolded?Or……

California Qingguang shrank back more and more, his whole body was as pitiful as a little chick shivering in the cold wind, but at this moment the indifferent voice of the examiner came:

"Stop shaking, give me the knife."

After a long while, he realized the meaning of this sentence, but the knife in his arms had already been taken away by the judge.Soon, spiritual power enveloped his scratched blade, and with the beating of the powder stick, he began to repair it one by one.

Unlike most of the gods, Inokai's spiritual power is not the kind that makes people feel warm. If I have to make a metaphor, it is probably like this never-ending winter in Honmaru, with the coldness of snow and erratic.

Under the effect of spiritual power, California Qingguang gradually calmed down. He quietly glanced at the examiner, and saw that the other party was still frowning seriously, so he moved to the cabinet next to the wall in a very small way, and sat down silently. go down.

After Izumi Shou and the short knives were repaired yesterday, An Ding has been thinking about taking him to line up in advance today... But, what is the value of repairing a knife like his that has hurt its master?California Qingguang folded his hands around his knees, bowed his head, his messy hair concealed the sad expression on his face.

When Ino Kai took the time to take a look at him, he felt that the other person looked very much like the autistic Yamabagiri Kunihiro who was autistic and loveless.

He hesitated, and said, "California Qingguang."

Da Dao, who fell into self-loathing, realized slowly that the interrogator was calling his name, and quickly stood up after reacting, "...Yes! Here... What are your orders?"

"come here."

California Qingguang hesitated for a while, then cautiously walked over with small steps, knelt and sat beside the judge, and lowered his head.

Before he could start thinking wildly again, a hand landed on his head and rubbed it very unskillfully.

"……sorry."

California Qingguang opened his eyes wide.

"I shouldn't have said that, you are fine." Inokai looked at the other party's red eyes widened in surprise, and pursed his lips. He hadn't said such a long word for a long time, and he was still a little uncomfortable when he opened his mouth .

"What you said before... don't take it seriously, practice is still necessary, but you should also pay attention to your surroundings..." Realizing that he had accidentally pulled away, he coughed dryly and looked away, "Anyway, keep your spirits up. I need you..."

Unexpectedly, after a moment of silence on the other side, there was a faint sobbing sound.

Inokai looked over, and saw California Kiyomitsu with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly, his shoulders trembling slightly, and teardrops fell on the ground, making people feel panic when looking at it.

Why did you make people cry when you apologized?Inokai had a headache for a while, put down the powder stick, and took the paper box next to him for snacks, but heard the black-haired boy trembling in a soft cry:

"Lord, master... don't you hate me?"

Inokai frowned and corrected, "I never hated you."

"Really?...It's great," California Qingguang quickly believed the words of the judge, and covered his face with his hand, "I'm not hated by the master, it's great..."

Listen to the voice, he is... laughing?Inokai thought uncertainly, took a tissue to wipe the tears flowing from between the other's fingers, and did not speak.

**

"Hey, even if you don't like him..." The black-haired boy faced the time-traveling army that was about to move, and his almost tattered body was still barely supporting, but the blade had already started to make a sound of fragmentation.

"I want to protect you too..." At his feet was the broken Yamato Shou'an.

"This is the final value of California Qingguang."

In front of the broken knife, he smiled as if he was crying.