The white paper umbrella with the pink cherry blossom pattern is the one she holds when she visualizes it!

Why is this umbrella here? Am I actually visualizing? No, I'm dreaming...... Is visualization the same as dreaming?

Don't understand...... Now it doesn't matter.

The important thing is this umbrella...... Does it work?

Chiaki holds the umbrella handle, lifts it, and stretches it out!

The paper umbrella glowed white, and the pressure on her suddenly decreased, and consciousness was restored.

The white light barrier blocked the falling petals, diminishing the mysterious song, and began to dispel the deep chill on her right leg.

"Thank you......" Chiaki expressed her gratitude, no matter how the umbrella came from.

Gazing at the cold white mist behind the torii, her eyes twinkled, and then slowly closed her eyes.

"Mom's ......"

Take the initiative to sink your mind, think hard, dig in the dark, and find the fragments that should have existed.

A chill rose and gradually enveloped the whole body, as if it was sinking into icy water little by little.

If it weren't for the paper umbrella barrier, the chill would have frozen her quickly, either knocking her out of her dreams or causing worse.

Luckily, I have this umbrella here. In addition to forming a white light barrier, the umbrella handle also transmits Chiaki's soft warmth, helping her resist the cold and making her feel like she is holding Haruji's hand.

"Don't rush, think about it. It was as if I could hear him say that.

Chiaki felt relieved and kept this state sinking, slowly forgetting herself, forgetting where she was and where she was going.

Then she faintly heard her father's voice.

Not cold, but a gentle voice, speaking inaudible but tender words......

She first recognized her own name from it.

Then make out another name.

The only trace of clarity left made her grasp the fragment, and then slowly floated up, forgetting the words, forgetting everything that came to mind and excavation, and only clinging to the only thing she had gained.

As the consciousness rises, the chill gradually subsides, but at some point it is suddenly met with strong resistance!

The fragments are pulled and the consciousness is squeezed...... Chiaki was very uncomfortable.

Don't let go!

She endured, endured, and did everything in her power to protect the shards.

"Let it go, or you won't be able to go back. "It seems that a mysterious voice said so.

No...... Don't! Chiaki refuses.

"The power of that umbrella is limited, it won't last long, and you'll be done with it. ”

I have to bring this back!

"That's not what you should take back, keep it and give it up. ”

I can't give up!

"If you have to, you'll die. ”

I'm not going to die!

"You're going to die because you're vulnerable. ”

I won't...... Harusa will protect me!

In the face of mysterious existence, even if it becomes more and more uncomfortable and even painful, Chiaki firmly resists.

Then I heard what sounded like a sigh, and then what sounded like a chuckle.

"Okay...... Give you a chance. The mysterious voice suddenly became clearer, and it sounded like a young female voice.

"If you can pass the test, you will be allowed to keep this and even more. ”

"You can't bear this test alone, you must find at least six people to ...... together"

Then Chiaki felt something pass over, and then the resistance suddenly disappeared.

The shards were no longer pulled, consciousness continued to float, the chill completely subsided, and she reopened her eyes.

After standing up in a daze, looking at the white mist in front of him, Chiaki said the name that was finally recovered-

"Chihiro ......"

Wakaba Chihiro, that's mom's name!

As if hearing a call, a vague figure slowly appeared in the white mist.

"Qianqiu ......" faintly, like a female voice from a distant place.

"Mom!" Chiaki's eyes widened, and she subconsciously reached out to touch the person in the white mist.

Before her hand crossed the line, a hand emerged from the fog and caught hers!

This hand is clearly a woman's hand, cold and cold, with a lower temperature.

"Chiaki...... You've grown up. The female voice said softly, and the outstretched hand in the fog then held Chiaki's hand.

"Mom......" Chiaki also held this hand, and it felt very familiar to the touch.

Although I have lost my memory, I still have an impression in my body - this is my mother's hand!

Indescribable emotions surged from the bottom of her heart, and when she reacted, she was already in tears, and she cried all at once.

She wanted to talk, she wanted to talk to her mom a lot, but she didn't know what to say.

"Don't cry, mom is happy to see you......" The gentle female voice also brought a crying voice, "You have grown up...... It's so beautiful......"

Chiaki cried incessantly, holding her mother's hand tightly and listening to her mother's words, but her consciousness began to gradually go blank, and she felt forced out of her dreams.

She wanted to resist, but she couldn't.

“…… Don't come here again......" the female voice instructed, her voice getting farther and farther away.

"No! I'll come again...... I'm going to bring you back......"

"I can't go back...... Don't worry about me...... ...... with your dad Live well ......"

"Daddy remembers you! He misses you more than I do...... He needs you ......."

"Take care of him...... Future generations...... I love you ......"

"Mom—"

The petals disappear, the illusion fades, and what you see and think in your dreams blurs.

The girl opened her eyes, and once again she was left with dazed and tears.

Harusa was by the bedside, holding her hand as he had done last time, looking at her with concern.

"This time...... How's it going?" he wiped her tears with his handkerchief.

Qianqiu was stunned for a moment before slowly speaking.

"I remembered my mother's name...... It seems to be called Chihiro......"

"I like to see her...... Hold her hand and talk to her......"

"And ...... Test ......"

"Test?" Harumi was stunned for a moment.

"Well, the test...... Six people...... At least six more people besides me...... In one day...... "Chiaki frowned, "I don't remember who said that...... It shouldn't be a mother. ”

"That could be a god. Harusa's eyes flickered, "It gives you a test, and it will take at least six companions to go through it together...... What happens if I pass this test? What happens if I don't?"

"I don't know. ”

"How to determine the companions, and how to begin the test, I don't know?"

Chiaki was silent, then closed her eyes, apparently struggling to remember.

"Umbrella ......," she muttered.

"Umbrella?"

"In my dream, I seemed to see a paper umbrella that I used to visualize. ”

"Visualize the paper umbrella ...... when you enter the trance," Harusa's eyes widened slightly, "You just dreamed of entering the spirit world?"

"I don't know...... That's all I can think of. ”

"If you can think of it, it should make sense. Is it true that the test given by the gods should be carried out in the form of visualization?"

"Probably. Chiaki opened her eyes.

"If it's really a test in the form of visualization and meditation......" Harusa thought of something, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "It may be very beneficial to us!"

The special spirit image in the Spirit House Dojo is that whoever uses it to visualize and enter the gods will definitely see "him".

Although the specific situation experienced by each god is different, "he" shows that he is quite powerful, not only to deal with demons and monsters, but also to suppress gods.

"Him" is "Harusa Kagami"!