There was a flash of white light, and then the cherry blossoms fell. The snow-white Fu Sangshen opened his golden eyes, but the judge in front of him stared at him dreamily.
"Tsurumaru, please become my private property."
In the castle tower, he has been imprisoned here since he was awakened. He can hear the laughter of his kind outside and their fights, but he can't go out, or even get out of the cage. His tongue was pulled out, and he can't make a sound. One of his eyes was dug out and replaced with the eyes of the same kind [Imado]. There is a cursed heavy collar around his neck. The collar is connected to an iron chain, but the iron chain is linked to another unknown space.
The snow-white Fu Sangshen could not control the aura of depravity in his body, but this power was closely monitored by the God Judge. Since he was summoned, his eyes were bright only on the first day. On the second day, the God Judge gouged out one of his eyes.
"Tsurumaru, who do you love most?" The examiner gently touched his body.
"Master" no, otherwise he would be electrocuted by the equipment under him and suffer temporary amnesia.
"Tsurumaru, are you my private property?" His hands roamed around Tsurumaru's naked body without restraint.
"... Yes"
"Okay, then, Tsurumaru, smile." He grabbed Fu Sangshen's pale and feeble hand.
He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.
However, the examiner was not happy. The examiner's voice was gloomy, "No, no, that's not the case!" The examiner grabbed the scalpel on one side and stabbed the naked Fu Sangshen crazily. The snow-white skin quickly turned red.
Sensing that Tsurumaru was about to break the sword, the examiner slowly took out the snow-white tachi from the sword holder next to it. When the tachi was unsheathed, a fragment immediately fell out. The examiner did not hesitate, took out a piece of guard and hung it on Tsurumaru's handle to ensure that it would not break, and then started to take it.
"Okay, Tsurumaru, you've recovered again, ah, what, your eyes have gone back, so let's go dig them out again." His voice was light, and it really gave Tsurumaru endless nightmares.
Losing his smile, losing his vitality, losing his hobbies, and losing his body, the snow-white Fusangshin is not as lively as other Tsurumaru. He is very quiet and cannot even move. There is no sparkle in one of his eyes, and some seem to be only chaos, while the other eye does contain the spirit of the owner of the eye [Imado].
"Tsurumaru, smile." The examiner gently stroked his face.
His facial features moved, and a twisted and broken smile appeared on his face.
The examiner threw him down intoxicated.
"The main hall, Tsurumaru-den hasn't been summoned yet?" Taiko Bell Sadamune's voice reached Tsurumaru's ears.
"No, Tsurumaru Kunaga seems to be sleeping, let's not wake him up." The voice of the judge.
He heard the voice of his companion, but he could not go out or make a sound, because every time the examiner was not around, his tongue would be pulled out, and when the examiner came back, he would restore it by inserting his hands.
[Since you can't save me, don't give me hope anymore! Hsurumaru shrank himself into a white ball and covered his ears tremblingly.
If you can't hear the voice of hope, you won't despair...
Ps: I dreamed that Tsurumaru dropped my phone into the water and destroyed all the work I had done. Just when I wanted to go out for some air, I fell into the pit dug by Tsurumaru, and then Imama flew in and fell on me.
Yes, I wrote this article just for revenge. It feels really bad to wake up alive.
Purpose: revenge on Tsurumaru
