There's something wrong with my game

Chapter 2 Dreaming

"Just follow the agreement. When the time comes, we will try our best to say something to the Lord Judge, and if we sincerely apologize, no matter how the Lord Judge reacts, we will try our best to bear it." In the silence, Yamato Shou'an suddenly said , looking firm.

"Hahaha, it makes sense." Sanri Yuezong, who regarded himself as an old man, smiled, but his attitude was the most peaceful. "Leave it to my grandfather, everyone, please go back first."

"Hey, Mikazuki, don't do anything bad." Tsurumaru Kuninaga grimaced, "Thinking about entrusting the valet to you, I feel very uneasy."

"Tsurumaru, you are the most worrying person." Hotaru, who looked most like a dagger at the scene, pulled his hat. "It doesn't matter, as long as you work hard, you will win honor for the God Judge."

The swords said that they left the meeting room and walked to the long corridor, but Mikami Tsukimune moved in the opposite direction, walking towards the attic in the center of the Honmaru.

The attic was empty.Sanri Yuezong walked up unaffected, and asked outside the sliding door.

"Master God Judge, can you come in now?"

For a long time, Sanri Yuezong didn't get any answer.

Fu Sangshen walked in and closed the sliding door.

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Ten o'clock at night.

Ueno Ryo yawned, lay down on the bed and cleared the game on his hands.

Glancing at the mobile phone by the bedside, on the open page, the attendant automatically changed to Mikazuki Sokami from Honmaru.

"Hmm—is this what you call skin-to-skin contact?"

It was a very ordinary conversation, Ueno Ryo didn't pay attention to it, and looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.According to the usual time, this should also be a break.

Lying on the bed, Ryo Ueno closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while.

Ueno Ryo woke up when he vaguely realized something was wrong.What he came into contact with was a piece of feeling that was too different.

It seems to be the posture of being held in the arms.The head is leaning on the soft cloth, and there is a warm feeling under the cloth, like a human body.

However, there seemed to be no one in his bed, Ueno Ryo was still a little confused, and he didn't have the habit of sleeping with others.

So, who is this person holding himself? !

Sensing something was wrong suddenly, Ueno Ryo opened his eyes suddenly, and backed away subconsciously.He easily broke free from the unrestricted embrace.

Under the cold moonlight, Ueno Ryo also clearly saw the tall figure holding him.

The face is indescribably gorgeous, and the appearance with closed eyes is also breathtakingly beautiful.Ueno Ryo had never seen such a good-looking man.

That's right, no matter how good-looking he is, he's still a man!

Under Ryo Ueno's shocked and bewildered gaze, the man slowly opened his eyes.Transitioning from deep blue to light blue, two curved moons are reflected in the pupils of the eyes, gathering all the brilliance.

"Master God Judge? Hello." The graceful Fu Sangshen sat up, acting like a noble in the Heian-kyo period.

"My name is Sanriyue Zongjin. There are many blade patterns removed during forging, so it is called Sanriyue. Thank you for your advice."

Ueno Ryo silently looked at the elegant and dignified man in front of him.

He said his name was Mikazuki Zongjin.The name sounds familiar.Ueno Ryo watched him silently, feeling a little uncertain about the current situation.

"You said your name is Mikazuki Zongjin?" Ueno Ryo frowned, with a serious expression, "Who are you? Why are you at my house? Are you addicted to masturbation?"

He stepped back warily, Ueno Ryo subconsciously looked to both sides.

This is completely different from his room.With the tall sliding door, moonlight shines through the window lattice, and the simple and elegant interior decoration can be seen clearly through the faint light.

In any case, this kind of room with a strong ancient style is not Ueno Ryo's room.

"Master God Judge, don't worry," Sanri Yue Zongjin also saw clearly the behavior of the person in front of him, and laughed a little, "This is your residence, so don't worry about safety."

Mikazuki Zongjin, the God Judge, and this strange place Ueno Ryo finally showed a slight change in expression.

Turning over and sitting up all of a sudden, he ran to the sliding door with bare feet, and pulled the sliding door open.

Outside is the corridor, in addition to that, you can see the huge cherry blossom tree before this place.

Where Ryo Ueno lived, he was [-]% sure that such a huge cherry blossom tree did not exist.There is no such a wide courtyard.

Not to mention, the man behind him looks very similar to the Sanri Yuezong in the game.

Ueno Ryo turned his head abruptly. "You said you were Sanri Yuezongjin? I'm a god judge?"

"It's like this." Fu Sangshen, who was dressed simply, replied with a smile, the crescent moon in his pupils was unbelievably beautiful.

He knelt quietly on the spot, watching Ueno Ryo. "Master God Judge, have you forgotten again?" His tone was intimate and natural, as if the two were very familiar.

Isn't this really a dream?Ueno Ryo hesitated for a moment, walked over hesitantly, and stood in front of Mikazuki Muneki.

After all, he is also a dead house who has been in various games and animations. Ryo Ueno realized his current situation almost quickly.

across.Still in the game world.He really couldn't think of any reasonable explanation other than this. An ordinary person really couldn't find a reason for others to go to such great lengths to deceive him.

"Sorry, I don't understand what you mean." Ueno Ryo showed a puzzled look as he knelt down in front of Mikami Tsukimune again. "May I ask what's going on?"

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's not the first time, Lord God Judge." Mikazuki Zongjin smiled, with a relaxed tone, "That's right, let me introduce it to you next, this is Honmaru No. 1229"

A man who called himself Tsukizuki Munechi Mikami told a story that Ueno Ryo couldn't understand at all.

In this story, he is an examiner who often loses his memory but can't find the reason.

In the past, it was fine, because the interrogator never came out of this room, so although the swordsmen of No. 1229 Honmaru had to work hard every time to teach the new, unfamiliar interrogator, it didn't matter, until the amnesia became more and more serious. frequently.

"We are also worried about you, Lord God Judge." Mentioning this matter, Sanriyue Zongjin's voice was much lower, "Why do you keep losing your memory? Why can't you find the reason? Because of this, we tried to find a way to meet you."

Worried about the amnesiacs all the time, the swordsmen in Honmaru made an astonishing decision—they decided to break the rules and enter this room where only the judges could stay.

The representative sent by the swordsmen is Mikami Tsukimune.The most beautiful sword of the five swords in the world came to negotiate with their god judge.

After listening to this narrative, Ueno Ryo did not speak.The black-haired boy rarely showed a puzzled look, and was a little annoyed.

If these swords can't figure it out clearly, it's impossible for Ryo Ueno not to know - this is just a game.

This can explain all this very well.In other words, he also always felt that his own Honmaru was weird. Was this the reason?

"I see, thank you for your hard work." After all, there is no way to express any more doubts under this beautiful face, let alone the fact that things are indeed doubtful, Ueno Ryo waved his hand. "Then let me rest first? I'm a little tired."

Ueno Ryo never thought that he would actually become a God-inspector of Honmaru.

Just play it as a game, if it's real, it's better than dreaming.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter, Lord God Judge, we are indeed reckless," Sanri Yue Zongjin said with a smile, and retreated to the side, "Then I won't disturb Lord God Judge's rest, please rest at ease."

"What about you?" The blue-eyed Fu Sangshen politely retreated to the side to wait, but Ueno Ryo couldn't help but ask.He also doesn't have the habit of letting people watch over him when he falls asleep.

"I am serving as Lord God Judge's valet during this period, so I should wait for God Judge," Sanri Yuezong said with a calm attitude, "Master God Judge, please rest, I will just wait here."

Ueno Ryo and him stared at each other for a while.Fu Sangshen, who has lived for thousands of years, has gentle brows and elegant posture, but there is no trace of embarrassment.

It's just that this can't hide the weirdness of this scene.

Drive people away?To be honest, Ueno Ryo didn't understand the situation until now, so naturally he couldn't act rashly, but now there is another way.

Ueno took a deep breath.No big deal, that's how it was done in the first place, so now it's

"Otherwise, why don't you come to sleep too?" Ueno Ryo looked at him silently, "I'm really embarrassed to sleep alone."

What a good boy.The dark blue crescent moon flashed for a moment.

"Hahaha, then respect is worse than obedience." Without further arguing, Sanri Yuezong, who was sitting upright, said with a smile, "Thank you for your kindness, sir."

I always feel that there is a problem with this sentence, but I can't tell where the problem is.

Ueno Ryo shrank back inside, leaving enough room for Fu Sangshen.

There was a rustling sound around him, and Sanri Yuezong was lying next to him, with his body on his side.

Although there was enough distance between the two of them, for Ryo Ueno, who was sleeping with someone else for the first time—it was a big test in life.

Closing his eyes and hypnotizing himself, Ueno Ryo fell asleep soon after being frightened and frightened.

The moonlight is like water.Fu Sangshen, who has dark blue hair, took a deep look at the black-haired judge who was quietly curled up next to him, stretched out a hand, and carefully touched his cheek.

"It's really surprising," Sanri Yuezong shook his head, his blue eyes curved. "What a young judge."

Ueno Ryo slept completely unconscious.

In a daze, there was a faint sound of an alarm clock beside him.

Frowning, the boy buried in the soft quilt stretched out his hand, fumbled to touch the alarm clock, and turned it off neatly with a snap.

30 seconds later.

Bounced up from the bed, the black-haired boy looked at his bedroom in bewilderment.

Familiar beds, familiar computers, and even my beloved model figures are well placed in the bookcase.

What the hell? ? ?How could he be in his bedroom? ? ?