"What is the master looking at?"
At the beckoning of the Judge, the attendant Hyuga Masamune moved over, his two heads facing the display screen, which showed the official forum of the Government of Time.
Qili moved and clicked on the pinned post at the top: "It seems to be recruiting people... um, it's recruiting the dead gods."
The title of the post has nothing to do with the content. It is simply named "Welcome to the censors to view this post", but when you click on it, it actually says that the current affairs investigation team is recruiting people.
After going around in circles to get to the point, I hope that all the judges and deities in Areas A and B will sign up. The official recruitment will start in two days, and you can find Kitsunesuke to submit your resume.
"Search team, I haven't heard of it before."
"It's probably a team made up of digital gods from different Honmaru."
"Since the great purge several decades ago, Shi Zheng has established a search team. Since then, in order to prevent the formation of factions, he has directly recruited from each Honmaru. The leader of this search team is the Honmaru judge codenamed 'Live Attack'."
Nanari closed the post and opened a post for Hinata to focus on popularizing science about the search team.
"The search team's mission is generally to visit the various district headquarters from time to time to confirm the situation. Sometimes, if they receive news of suspected knife abuse by the Shinto Observer, they will send members to verify it. The specific method used is unclear."
"Is Hinata interested in this?"
"Just a little curious."
Nanari closed the computer with a hesitant look on her face and remained silent. She smiled at Hinata's worried question, but in the end she buried all her doubts deep down.
"Hinata."
"Yes, I'm here. How can I help you?"
"I just suddenly wanted to shout."
As the term of the Inquisitor draws nearer, time seems to have disappeared in the blink of an eye. The mood in Honmaru is inevitably low, and the tantos spend their days finding free time to hang out with Nanari, who has no work to do.
One week before the end of the judge's term, Kitsunesuke will be responsible for providing a number of different written documents.
After filling it out, the judge only needs to arrange the daily deployment, expedition and duty, and the report that has been required to be written before is now fully under the responsibility of Kitsunesuke.
Nanari sat quietly with Mikazuki holding a cup of tea, exuding the aura of a Buddhist old age. Soon, Yingwan joined her, and after a while, Dabaoping came to accompany Yingwan, and finally, Ichizhen somehow managed to get here.
Qi Li almost choked herself with the tea she hadn't swallowed. She swallowed the slightly bitter tea with difficulty, looking at him in surprise. She had thought that Yi Qi was just passing by, but she didn't expect that this person was also here to drink tea.
It’s not that Nanari had any objection to Ichigo Ichijin coming for tea, but she was shocked by the retirement aura Ichigo Ichijin exuded and felt a little confused - this is not how you usually go into a dungeon.
Is it because I'm too salty that I've also misaligned the other knives? Nanari slowly fell into self-doubt. No, that's not the case with Yakuin either.
The sound of footsteps could be heard behind him, and they were rushing towards him. Qili put aside the question mark in his head and turned to look.
Luan rushed over first, controlling his strength so that the tea in Qili's hand would not spill out. The little tigers also rushed over under the anxious voices of the Five Tigers to stop them. One or two of them climbed onto Qili's shoulders and occupied one side each. Their not-so-light weight pressed Qili so hard that he fell unconscious for a moment, but Luan stabilized his body and he did not fall down.
The five tigers retreated in panic and apologized, and the remaining three tigers circled back to his feet.
"It doesn't matter." Qili tilted his eyes, and somehow made Wuhu retreat feel that the judge in front of them was older than themselves.
Five Tigers Retreat: ...
It's a terrible illusion, Wu Hutui said to himself as he picked up the little tiger.
Several heads of different colors popped out from the corner, Hakata was at the bottom. Kashuu Kiyomitsu, who didn't know why he got involved, was pulled over by Yamatomori and stood at the top because of his height.
The slightly longer bangs were no longer let down with the long hair but were tucked behind the ears. A light blue hairpin fixed the bangs. It was the one made by Yamato Mamoru, and a little below it was another red one made by Kashuu Kiyomitsu.
The two people who gave out the gifts breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate that the judge would be willing to wear it. After all, Nanari didn't often adorn herself with various jewelry before, and usually went out with a plain face. Sometimes she would simply go out with the protective paper on her head.
Hinata Masamune appeared quietly behind him: "Aren't you going over?"
California Kiyomitsu, who was in a daze, was startled, and the short swords fell to the ground, and the tea-drinking group cast their eyes over there.
Mikazuki Munechika turned his head and said: "Hahaha, you are very energetic."
"Yeah." Yingwan agreed lightly.
Nanari: “…That’s not the point.”
Nanari stood on tiptoe to print out the key information of the post about current affairs and pasted it on the small blackboard at the entrance of the castle tower. Although she didn't know if anyone in her family wanted to sign up for the funeral, she still followed the instructions of current affairs and went through the process.
The government of the time probably really was short of people, and directly sent out a notice saying that it hoped the inquisitors in Areas A and B would post a "recruitment notice" in the main castle, which was a message that the search team was recruiting people.
On the one hand, the judges participated out of respect for the great leader of the living, but on the other hand, like Nanari, they just joined casually, and whether or not the deceased god was willing to go was entirely voluntary.
It was clear how much Shi Zheng cared about this matter, as seven or eight registration forms were evenly distributed to each Honmaru.
Qili stuffed the pile of registration forms into the drawer.
To Nanari's surprise, almost all the deities in Honmaru were willing to sign up - after the judges leave office, they can submit an application and occasionally return to the Time Government to see their previous deities, provided that they are still there.
If the judge leaves and no one replenishes the spiritual power, and the Fuzanjin refuses to accept the second judge, the main gate will be automatically closed soon. It will not open again until all Fuzanjin have no spiritual power to maintain their human form and return to their original spirits.
By joining the search team, you can not only receive special spiritual power, but also have the opportunity to meet Nanari again.
They were so lively that they almost rushed over to fill in the forms at the first moment, but Qili persuaded them to go back and think about it carefully.
"Why not draw lots?"
That afternoon, Qili gathered all the members and put a lottery box on the table.
"I've marked some of them with red dots. Those who draw them can fill out the registration form."
The deceased gods looked at each other and lined up to draw lots one by one.
Hinata Masamune held the red-streaked stick in his hand, lowered his head and chuckled softly. This was probably what was called... luck?
Besides him, the others who drew the fortune slips were Kokarasumaru, Mikazuki Munechika, Monoyoshi Masamu, Yamaubakiri Kunihiro, and Yagen Toushirou.
"It wasn't me..." Oshikiri Hasebe muttered to himself, his body stiff, as if he was about to break the poor note on the spot.
Mikazuki Munechika put the note into his sleeve and said, "Hahaha, it seems like the old man has had a rare bit of good luck."
Qili: “…………” Is your good luck contrasted with the fact that you led the team 700 times and got lost 680 times due to your poor direction?
"...Master, you said it out." Kashuai Qingguang couldn't bear to look at it, and the meaning came out of his mind, and suddenly he felt it seemed a little familiar.
Kashuu Kiyomitsu: "..." He looked at Hyuga Masamune who was in a state of panic, and recalled that when he made plum dried plums for the first time, the Shintoist was in a similar state. The words he said at that time were almost the same, following the same template.
Sanriku's smile froze slightly, but he was still the old swordsman, so he quickly returned to his normal state and said jokingly, "It seems that the lord has some small opinions about the old man."
"I'm sorry, Grandpa!" Qili apologized quickly, "I will definitely hold back and not say it out next time!"
Mikazuki Munechika: "...Hahaha...it seems like this isn't the time to laugh."
After the commotion, Nanari became serious and wrote down the name of the god who drew the lottery ticket and the main castle number on a piece of paper, and handed it to Kitsunesuke along with the registration form.
The registration form was still in the castle tower, so she simply took the lucky ones back to the second floor of the castle tower to get it.
As the political situation was pressing, Kitsunesuke was not recalled and waited obediently outside the judge's room every day.
"Master Judge of the Gods." The fox shikigami tilted its head, with its big furry tail swinging back and forth behind it, which looked quite cute, but no one noticed.
"Have you decided to join the search team to register for the funeral?"
"Ah, it's decided. We just drew lots to decide."
Kitsunesuke: "In that case, I will wait here until you finish filling out the report before leaving."
Nanasato's main castle is one of the most powerful in the current political era. Although the Fukujin is not as good as the 'Living Strike' Judge, the Tachi Ota and Naginata can ignore the shortcomings of night combat - to be honest, only that person can achieve such an achievement.
Nanasato knows that she can't do that, but she rarely loses when practicing with other Honmaru of the same level, so Kitsunesuke will not interfere with this behavior and ask the Judge to make a careful new choice.
I submitted the application form and waited for the result. By the end of the day, it was the day when the judge left office.
After the results came out, all the deities who had filled out the application forms in Nanari Honmaru were selected. She thought that many people would be selected this time, but after looking through the forums, she found that only about four-tenths of them would actually be selected, which was less than a half chance.
Qi Li blinked, it would be easier to come back and see each other in the future.
On the day his term of office officially ended, Nanari had two large boxes filled with gifts from everyone in his hands.
The staff member who is in charge of ensuring the safety of the judges returning to the human world has just taken office, and this is the first time he has seen such a friendly Fumo god.
The last time he went to the Honmaru, the Shinto Judge may not have communicated well with the Shinto Judge before leaving, which almost led to the entire Honmaru following the Shinto Judge. In the end, it was Tokisei who sent someone to persuade them and solved the problem.
Soon after Nanari left, Tokisei couldn't bear to give up such a powerful force, so he sent someone to ask if a new judge was needed. The deceased gods who did not join the search team all chose to refuse, returned to their original bodies and fell asleep, waiting to return to their original spirits after their spiritual power was exhausted.
The search team has dormitories specially allocated for the uncensored gods, and they basically live together with the gods from the same Honmaru when they come.
Hyuga Masamune walked around the place, turned his head to look at the smiling Mikazuki Munechika, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought: Mikazuki Palace, I won't get lost, right?
Mikazuki Munechika saw his expression and said without changing his expression: "Grandpa, I can be trusted, don't worry."
However, the man who said this got stuck on the battle uniform that night.
Hinata Masamune: "…………"