In the windless and lightless night,

,

The short knives of Suda Kou were huddled in a corner, their arms wrapped around their legs, their bodies trembling from excessive force.

The muffled sound of heavy objects hitting flesh penetrated the thin wall,

It echoed in the space separated by a wall.

The blue-haired Fu Mourning God supported himself with both hands on the ground, his bare back in a mess,

He allowed the man behind him to wave the bamboo broom, leaving bloody marks on his body one after another.

The man panted heavily, his body covered in sweat, his ordinary face twisted into the appearance of an evil spirit.

This was the third punishment in a week,

The wound from the last time had not yet healed, and the rough bamboo wood had carved a new wound on her fair and tender skin.

The first One Vibration gritted his teeth and clenched his fists to endure.

Time was so long,

The pain was endless,

He could only close his eyes,

Pretend that the physical pain was just a dream.

Finally,

The man was tired.

He threw down the broom,

He sat on the ground to calm his breathing.

"Pour a cup of tea for your lord," he ordered in a rough voice,

He stretched out his leg and kicked the first One Vibration.

The wound on his back was bleeding.

The Fu Mourning God, who had been pushed to the corner, got up with difficulty,

He carefully wrapped his clothes around himself,

He did not dare to breathe loudly,

He lowered his eyes and retreated on his knees.

The kitchen was a little far from here.

The summer night was hot and stuffy,

The first One Vibration walked unsteadily and was about to turn the corner,

He bumped into someone else.

The two of them bumped into each other.

"Brother One Vibration!" It was Shiro Anatou.

"Brother One Vibration,

You rest here.

I'll bring tea to the Lord! "It was Shiro Anatou.

"Wait..." in a trance,

Before the first One Vibration could say anything to stop him, Shiro Anatou had already run far away.

The first One Vibration could not help but close his eyes.

Shiro Anatou ran very fast, so in less than ten seconds, the blue-haired Taitō heard The Inquisitor shouting angrily, "Get out!

Where is the first One Vibration?

I asked him to pour tea for me, not you!! "

What followed was a loud slap in the face.

Houteng Shiro stumbled out. His expression was gloomy and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

Chaos Fujiro supported him, and the other Fujiro also ran out of their rooms and gathered around One Vibration.

The blue-haired Fu Dao-shen endured the wound on his back and frowned at his younger brothers. "Have you all forgotten what I said?!

Didn't I tell you to hide in your rooms and not come out?! "

"But … Brother Ichidate …" Shiro raised his head with tears in his eyes.

Hirō Houteng wiped the corner of his mouth and suddenly laughed. "I know!

What the lord wants to drink is herbal tea!

I'm pouring hot tea!

I'll go pour another glass … "

He had a look of sudden realization and was about to go to the kitchen again.

"Thick!"

One Vibration pulled him back and shook his head at him. He frowned and lowered his eyes. "… It's not your fault … all of you go back to your rooms …"

"One Vibration!" The Inquisitor shouted Taitō's name from the room in front. "You're getting bolder and bolder!

Where the hell did you go?!

I'll give you one minute. If you don't appear, be careful of your brother! "

"I have to go."

Taitō stood up shakily and forced a smile at the Fujiro. He limped towards the kitchen.

…

This was the only complete scene in Ji Kai's dream.

Most of it was the crying and despairing eyes of different Fujiro and the increasingly depressed and frail figure of One Vibration.

With a family, there was a weakness; and with something to protect, he would ask himself to be stronger.

Therefore, when he was threatened by the things he was protecting, all he could do was endure and hope.

After enduring for a long time, he would feel that it was normal; after enduring for a long time, he would feel that it was not difficult at all.

Until one day, he suddenly remembered that he had long forgotten his initial wish.

And hope, from the beginning, was extinguished by the relationship between The Inquisitor and Fu Mourning God.

Without a master, the sword would be dealt with by the government of time regularly; and when the master sent the sword out, it had to be enforced at all times.

The last scene before waking up from the dream was the scene of One Vibration slashing at the man with a sword in one hand.

The other party was panicking and crying bitterly. He was so humble and ugly that it was detestable.

The torrent of disgust and hatred was too great. It washed over Ji Kai and made him restless and restless.

In his confusion, he instinctively confirmed that this dream, and the one that had haunted him last night, came from the same one — One Vibration — One Vibration.

…

"You drew your sword on The Inquisitor?"

Because of those annoying negative emotions, Ji Kai's tone was not good. He was already grumpy when he woke up, not to mention that the culprit had appeared in front of him the moment he opened his eyes. His face immediately turned gloomy.

The blue-haired Taitō lowered his eyes and answered softly without much hesitation, "Yes."

As everyone knew, attacking The Inquisitor was an action that would only happen after the sword had fallen.

But this One Vibration in front of him had a handsome face and an elegant temperament. After washing up and changing into new clothes, even if he was not in good spirits, he still looked like a prince without a doubt.

Where was the slightest sign that he had fallen?

And Ji Kai also believed that the game company would not allow a sword that attacked the player to continue to be recycled as secondhand.

However, the scene in the dream was so real and clear, and it was confirmed by the perpetrator.

From this, it could be inferred that One Vibration had indeed attacked the player, but it did not cause any serious consequences. Considering The Inquisitor's bad behavior, the game company did not pursue the matter.

"Was your original The Inquisitor fired by the government of time?"

It was another question that was not really a question.

Yi Qi Yizhen answered, "Yes."

Although he looked calm on the surface, the blue-haired Taitō, who lowered his eyes, was terrified.

The Inquisitor had his own sources of information, and no one would be willing to take him in after learning that he was a secondhand sword with a record of crimes.

But since there was already a chance, he still wanted to fight for the Pharmaceutical Research Institute.

"Lord The Inquisitor," the blue-haired Taitō bit his lip and said softly and weakly, "What you said is true."

"I do not want to hide the sins I committed in the past.

It's just that I did all these things alone, and it has nothing to do with Kendo Shiro.

When it happened, he was on an expedition and did not know anything about it. "

"I know that I am not of much use in this state.

You kindly took me in before, and I will not make things difficult for you.

It's just that Pharmaceutical Research Institute … He is really a good boy, very capable and knows how to take care of people. Please keep him. "

One Vibration, who was kneeling and kowtowing to The Inquisitor, spoke earnestly, and his voice trembled slightly. His beautiful face was full of pain and despair, like a prince who had fallen from a high place into the dust. It made people sigh with emotion.

Looking at the Four-flowered Taitō in this state, Ji Kai instinctively felt a sense of pity.

However, this kind of pity also brought out some happy and joyful emotions from the depths of his heart.

Such a beautiful thing, pitifully exposed its fragility. Its tangled and chaotic appearance was so tender and soft. He really wanted it to bloom more miserably …

It was a little similar to the feeling when he faced Cut Long Hasebe.

However, it was also different.

Cut Long Hasebe's original desire to rely on the lord and be willing to give up everything for the lord would either deeply fascinate the players who liked this kind of thing, or it would make other normal players feel bored and avoid it. However, One Vibration, who was willing to endure everything and bear everything for his brothers, made people want to test his bottom line …

How far can he go?!

How long can he hold on?

… Will there be a day when he completely collapses?

Curiosity lingered in his heart. Ji Kai looked at Taitō's thin back and pale fingertips. He motioned for Tarō Tarō to let go of his arms, then turned around to pick up the biscuits on the coffee table next to him and brought them to Taitō.

"Candlestick Cutting's new product — coffee and almond biscuits. Do you want to try?"

Eat something delicious when you're sad … Adhering to this belief, Ji Kai tried to appease Taitō, whose emotions were stirred up by him.

One Vibration slowly got up with a stunned expression. He seemed to be surprised by The Inquisitor's reaction.

"It's so delicious that you'll be surprised!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga came to The Inquisitor's side without anyone noticing. He reached out to grab a biscuit and threw it into his mouth. He chewed with a satisfied expression on his face. "Oh, little Gokusen, can you pour us some tea?

The previous one was already cold! "

"Yeah, there's still some sunlight. I feel like I can still drink a few cups …" The Inquisitor squinted his eyes and looked at the sky outside the glass. He nodded in agreement.

The purple-haired Fu Mourning God, who had just been woken up and was still sleepy, stood up straight. He walked forward stiffly, turned a corner, and walked mechanically toward the kitchen.

Coincidentally, he bumped into Five Tigers Retreat, who was holding a tray of food.

Some of the soup spilled out and stained the originally clean and beautiful tray.

Five Tigers Retreat apologized to Knife in a panic, but their eyes still turned red after Gokusen's response.

Gokusen Kanazane was confused. He didn't know what he had done to make Knife like this. He could only look at Candlestick Cutting, who was walking behind him, for help.

"Get rid of the sauce. It's okay."

Candlestick Cutting squatted down in front of Five Tigers Retreat and took out a tissue to wipe his face. His tone was so gentle that it was almost dripping water. "It's a great dish!

Go and give it to One Vibration! "

"But …" Five Tigers Retreat stared at the soup and hesitated.

Suddenly, a new tray of food appeared in his field of vision.

Knife raised his head and saw Tsurumaru Kuninaga's smiling face.

Seal.

Five Tigers Retreat wiped away his tears and carried the new tray of food that he had personally made to Taitō in the tea-tasting area.

Kendo Shiro, who was helping Candlestick Cutting and Gokusen put out everyone's dinner, was deep in thought.

*

The day passed too quickly, especially when they slept until noon. The day was cut in half.

Not to mention, they still had to split half of the remaining half for Sofa and Tarō Tarō's embrace.

After tasting Yamamochi's taste, Ji Kai felt that Tarō Tarō's breast was more comfortable.

Because of his physique, he could easily rest his head on the other person's chest and listen to the other person's heartbeat as he fell asleep.

Moreover, Tarō Tarō was quiet and quiet, and had a talent for taking care of people. He could always notice some small details in advance, and there were many areas that needed to be broken in that did not require any time.

However, Ji Kai did not know if it was because he had not logged off for dozens of hours in a row for the past two days, but he still felt that he was not very energetic.

Especially when he felt like sleeping every time he finished with his hand.

Moreover, because he had more and more swords, his quality of sleep, and even his mood, were affected to a certain extent.

As expected, no matter how cool and handsome they looked, they were still swords and weapons in essence.

And as long as they were weapons, as long as they used "Telekinesis," his emotions would more or less be affected.

Maybe after logging on for a few days, he should really log off and test the relevant data?

He felt that it was still in a stable range, but he could not guarantee that it would be foolproof …

The Inquisitor thought as he soaked in the hot spring and rested his head on the edge of the pool, looking at the starry night sky.

The sound of the door frame shaking broke his thoughts.

The Inquisitor was too lazy to move, and continued to stare blankly without even blinking.

He came just in time to help him wipe his back or something.

"Master …"

Oh, it's Yamamochi.

Ji Kai was even more lazy to move.

He only snorted through his nose as a response.

With a splash, Yamamochi Kokuhiro entered the hot spring where The Inquisitor was.

"Master, this time I … am ready …" The low and rough male voice was suppressed with a hint of seduction and shyness.

Ji Kai straightened up and turned his head. He saw Yamamochi Kokuhiro's big red face, and his expression was a little confused. His eyes were very wet, and he stared at him with a face full of desire.

He stumbled into his arms and then bit his neck.

“！”

What kind of magical development was this!