Chapter 36 Single-edged Perspective

36.

Today it is the turn of Mitsuru Tadahata of Candakiri.

The first swordsman, Ubakiri Kunihiro, told him in detail how to search for the judge in every corner of Honmaru.

The Judge will randomly refresh in every corner of the main castle. If you find a glowing treasure chest or an abrupt trash can nearby, you can stop there and wait for the treasure chest to be taken away after a while.

If you are not sure whether there is a judge in a small dark corner, you can use a light source to check if there is any reflection. I don't know when the judge's clothes changed to a metallic luster. This feature is very convenient when looking for someone...

"Wait..." Kadakiri Mitsutada interrupted Yamaubakiri Kunihiro, rubbed his brows, and asked hesitantly, "I am Hata Touban, right?"

Why is everyone talking about how to catch the inquisitor?

"Because the master has contracted the cultivation of the entire Honmaru." Yamaubakiri Kunihiro pulled his hood, "and the master's method of cultivation... is very unique. If you want to experience the complete Hata Touban, you can go..." He thought for a moment and pointed in a direction, "The master left a piece of land there, saying that it is for everyone to experience life."

"The seeds provided by the master are very special. With the spiritual power of the main pill, ordinary fruits and vegetables can be harvested in one hour."

Is that so? No wonder Hata Toban only arranged one person... Cangdaikiri Mitsutada looked at Yamaubakiri Kunihiro and asked another question: "But, shouldn't the job of finding the master be the valet's?"

"Even if there's only one blade, finding its master shouldn't be a difficult task, right?"

As if he had touched the blade's sore spot, today's attendant Yamaubakiri Kunihiro was silent for a long time, and finally smiled faintly at him: "With only one blade, it is impossible to find a master."

"As expected...imitations can't do anything right...what can you expect from imitations..." Yamaubakiri Kunihiro didn't give him a chance to speak again, and left in a daze, holding the washed sheets.

I said... I said the wrong thing! Kadakiri Mitsutada squatted down with his face covered. Yamaubakiri-dono's tone was too sad, wasn't it? What question did he just ask that he shouldn't have asked?

It's gotten to the point where whenever he thinks of it in the middle of the night, he'd shout, "Damn it!"

"Hey, Mi-chan? Are you the one in charge today?" The elusive judge popped his head out of the haystack not far away. "I just happened to be going to the fields to harvest vegetables. Come with me!"

"Master, you got up really early." Candakiri Mitsutada stood up as if nothing had happened, and secretly adjusted the wrinkles on his clothes where the diviner didn't notice, "Wouldn't you like to sleep a little longer?"

"Sleep? Why should I sleep? I still have a lot of energy." The Inquisitor looked at him in confusion, then rushed into the trash can that had suddenly been refreshed, and began to search excitedly for something. "Oh, the Golden Legend - tsk, a small dumpling."

Wait, can the things in the trash can be eaten? No, shouldn't the trash can only contain trash? Why is there this special food that is well packaged and sold at a very high price in Wanwu? Ah, I saw Youren accept it before, do they know that it is from the trash can...

"No... I mean... Master, did you not sleep?" Shaking out the messy thoughts from his mind, Candelaike Mitsutada asked what he wanted to know most, "Did you sneak out again in the middle of the night?"

Although the Inquisitor said that he did not want to rest and had been working as 007 for half a month, during breakfast one day, he banged his head on the table and passed out.

From then on, Utase Kanesada and Yagen Toushirou kept a close watch on the judges to prevent them from coming out to farm in the middle of the night.

The inquisitor's explanation is still incomprehensible: "I just ignored the energy bar", "I'm really not sick, Yaoyan", "Gexian, Gexian mother, please love me again, ah ah, look at Xiaofei's sincere big eyes, okay".

It's of no use.

"Haha... How could that be? Who would volunteer to be 007?" The inquisitor who was rummaging through the trash can paused, took a step back guiltily, and changed the subject in a very stiff tone, "I remembered that the starfruits should be ripe. Didn't Mi-chan want Hata to be the lead? Let's go."

Guilty judges are also cute. Kadakiri Mitsutada followed the judge with a smile, but he was wrong to think that he would not report it to Kasen!

That is... Cangdaikiri Mitsutada looked at the Judge jumping up and down in front of him blankly. Although he was moving forward at a fairly fast speed, why did he have to roll on the ground, do two backflips, and finally jump onto the roof in mid-air and then jump down?

It felt like parkour, uncertain, his eyes were tired. He tried to understand everything, maybe... kids are just so energetic?

"Oh, yes, it's so energetic." The Inquisitor heard his question and turned his head to show his eight brilliant teeth. "Grains of fertilizer, energetic grains of fertilizer!"

The very energetic inquisitor raised his arms high, shouted "Ura", and rushed into the field that had been transformed into a tropical fruit forest. He patted the watermelons on the ground, took out a magnifying glass to study the angular square grapes, and praised them after tasting them.

Very busy.

Mitsutada Kadakiri stood there awkwardly. Just as he was about to go over to help, he saw the judge picking all the ripe fruits at a very fast speed and planting new seeds at a very fast speed.

"Hmm? Mi-chan, what were you going to say just now?" The inquisitor, who had just finished collecting a wave of vegetables, wiped his forehead, which was not sweaty at all, with satisfaction, and looked at him with clear and stupid eyes, "You want to go see the rice?"

It’s not rice, Takakiri Mitsutada opened his mouth, then slowly closed it. Well, it would be fine if I can help with harvesting rice.

"Hmm... Hmm, what's the matter? Wait for me to think about it for a while."

The Inquisitor began to stare into space again, with the same expression as before he suddenly fell ill in the restaurant.

"Oh no! There's a bird disaster!"

Bird...disaster? What is that?

The inquisitor did not explain to him. He just carried the sickle and ran towards the rice field in a hurry. He was as nimble as a monkey in the mountains and so fast that he, with his mobility 34, could not catch up with him at all.

Candlestickkiri Mitsutada, who was panting and chasing after the Judge, thought, no wonder Yamaubakiri Kunihiro said that a blade alone could not catch the Judge.

"Oh, that's good. There's still ten minutes before the bird disaster." The inquisitor stopped in front of the rice field and began to move scarecrows from the air. "Hehehe, this time, I've made full preparations. It's just a bird disaster. I won't need scarecrows to scare you to death."

Finally, there was something he could do.

After leaning against a tree and catching his breath for a while, Mitsutada Tsuchikiri took a deep breath and tidied himself up, determined to prevent the inquisitor from seeing how ferocious he was in the previous pursuit.

"Master." He leaned down and tried to lift one of the scarecrows. "Let me help you."

"Ah, wait, this prop doesn't move like this..."

"Hmm?" Before the judge could finish his words, Candakiri Mitsutada felt that the scarecrow in his hand had undergone some other changes.

The scarecrow's simple face suddenly changed from "x _ x" to "^ V ^". ​​The wooden sticks on both sides turned into hands with fists, and it attacked him fiercely, uttering a series of "mu da mu da" from its mouth.

The wickedness that Mitsutada Kadakiri tried to hide was indeed hidden, but the inquisitor saw his more wicked side: being chased by a scarecrow.

"I'm sorry, Mi-chan, I didn't tell you in advance." The inquisitor, who had repositioned the scarecrow, walked up to him shyly, "That scarecrow is a little special. If you don't move it in a special way, it will be treated as a target of attack."

"Haha..." Cangdaikiri Mitsutada sat up from the ground, tidied his frizzy hair, and tried to keep smiling, "Master, do you want to use this method to drive away birds? Great, it will definitely be effective."

Not to mention the bird, even the blade was almost injured.

"Oh, no, this is just the first stage of the defense mode." The Judge waved his hand, "To drive the bird away, you need the second stage."

What? There is a second stage?

"But there shouldn't be many birds at this time of year, right?" Cangdaikiri Mitsutada changed the subject. "Most birds are in the back mountains, and they won't come into the main castle to steal crops..."

"No, Mi-chan, you don't understand the mechanism." The Inquisitor interrupted him and said with a sad face, "Even if birds don't appear in this season, when my plants reach the stage of being eaten by birds, birds will appear... like now."

"ah?"

The sky, which had been bright, suddenly darkened. Mitsutada Kadakiri looked up in bewilderment and saw a flock of birds covering the sky, flying towards the rice fields with great momentum.

Hey, no way? His eyes widened. This scale of bird disaster... is just to steal the rice in this field?

"Master, please come behind me." Candakiri Mitsutada quickly blocked the diviner behind him, turned his head and smiled soothingly, "Don't worry, I won't let you get hurt."

"Huh?" The Judge looked at him suspiciously, fished out a controller from his pocket, and fished out two pairs of headphones from the air, and kindly put them on him. "Mi-chan, don't worry, it will be over soon."

The flock of birds was getting closer and closer, and the inquisitor calmly pressed the button on the remote control.

Mitsutada Candakiri also witnessed the second stage of the scarecrow - he suddenly changed into a cool DJ style and took out a huge speaker from under his tattered clothes.

"Now, it's time for the music attack!" The judge climbed onto the back of Cangdaikiri Mitsutada, trying to use the higher terrain to highlight her aura.

Kadakiri Mitsutada supported the young judge to prevent her from falling halfway up. The judge who successfully reached the top snapped her fingers and shouted to the field, "Music, start!"

"Switched to music mode."

"Indiscriminate mental pollution is about to take place."

The voice of the announcer echoed in the empty sky and earth, and then an unknown song came out from various speakers.

"Are you eating the crops again, little birds?"

"Ah, ah, the little birds can't be stopped."

"If you don't leave, we'll have to dance."

"The Unstoppable Birds"

…

As the music played, the scarecrows began to dance while carrying their stereos.

Mitsutada Chodaikiri feels that he may need his entire life to heal from what he saw today.

The effect was really good, the flock of birds flew away without looking back.

"Phase 2 is really useful." The Judge took off his headphones and jumped off him. "Then I'm going to go and look at the cabbages next door!"

Candakiri Mitsutada tried to stop it, but it was so funny that he couldn't stop the judge at all.

The Shinsengumi completed the Hata Touban of the entire Honmaru in just one morning, and took time out to go to the ranch to touch the normal and abnormal animals, and even had milk and eggs that appeared out of nowhere stuffed into his hands.

"Miss, caramel pudding, thank you."

The judge looked at him expectantly: "...Okay, Master."

After finishing his shift at Kihata, Candlestick Mitsutada returned to his room tiredly.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a group of Blades rummaging through his closet. Some of them had already changed into his black suits and were admiring themselves in front of the mirror.

"What are you doing?" Cangdaikiri Mitsutada looked at everything in front of him blankly.

Did I enter the wrong door? Why are there so many blades in his room?

Takakiri Mitsutada's expression gradually became solemn.

Is it possible that his spirit has also been polluted?