The sun sets in the west, and colorful clouds fill the sky.

Flandorous Scarlett jumped up and down the dirt road in the country, humming a song and being as happy as a rabbit.

"It's hard to come out, do you think I'm going to be obedient? It's so naïve!" she said triumphantly, "I didn't expect it, Sakiya!"

Indeed, the location of this village where she is located, no one can imagine...... Even she couldn't think of it herself. This can't be regarded as lost, as long as she can get rid of the discipline of her sister and the head maid, she is happy to go anywhere. What's more, this place is not bad.

Fran breathed in the fresh air from the outside world for the first time in a long time, a feeling she had never felt in the gloomy basement of the Red Devil Pavilion. She spread her arms outstretched, like a ballet dancer, walking and spinning in circles. The pure white skirt dances in the wind, like daffodil petals.

The empty fields on the left and right were idle because the autumn harvest had passed and winter was approaching, and if they had come two months earlier, they would have been golden. The yellow-brown soil stretched into the distance, and at the end of the land stood a dark green green peak. Fran walked briskly and all the way to the foot of the mountain.

The way up the mountain is a line of steep, dilapidated bluestone steps, covered with moss and uneven surfaces. On both sides of the stone steps, there are a pair of stone statues at intervals, the frog on the left and the white snake on the right, all eroded beyond recognition by the wind and rain, giving people a sense of vicissitudes of history.

This stone staircase road is not easy for ordinary people to walk, but Fran doesn't think it is too difficult, she hummed a little song, and without taking a breath, she climbed the hundreds of stone steps. At the end of the stone staircase stood a rather imposing torii gate, ten meters high, the pillars of which had to be hugged by two people, and the vermilion lacquer had faded slightly. There is a plaque on the top of the torii gate, on which are written the two big characters "Shouya".

This is a shrine.

Fran had been staying in the Red Devil Pavilion and had never seen the shrine with her own eyes, only that it was the shrine's home, which seemed to be in disrepair, very dilapidated, and recently destroyed. Today, she finally had the opportunity to see the appearance of the "shrine" with her own eyes, and she was quite excited.

In front of the torii gate, there is a straight stone road, and on both sides of the road are neatly lined up with two rows of stone statues, still the frog on the left and the white snake on the right, but it is much cleaner than those on the stone steps, and someone should take care of it regularly. At the end of the stone road, there stands a rather imposing shrine, pure wood structure, upper cornice, lower hanging legs, two intertwined large thick ropes hanging on the door frame, looking like a giant python pinching the frame, and a large copper bell hanging on the top of the porch, just below the bell rope, is the money box.

On the left and right sides of the shrine, there are four huge pillars, made of solid wood, with eight prisms, leading down to the ground and up to the sky. Each pillar is tied with a rope, so that it seems that they are holy objects of some special significance.

From the outside, the shrine may be thousands of years old, old and heavy, but it has been cleaned and tidy, and there is no sign of decay, which is very different from the small and dilapidated Hakurei Shrine that Fran imagined.

Fran came to the porch of the shrine, reached for the hemp rope that hung down to the cash box, and pulled it lightly, and heard a "clang" bell above her head. Compared with the sound of those small bells, this bell is lower, longer, and more ethereal, as if it can unravel the thousands of thoughts in people's hearts one by one and turn them into a clear spring.

Fran didn't believe in God, and there could be no god who would bless her as a vampire, but she folded her hands, closed her eyes, bowed her head, and made a wish.

"First, I hope Brother Nalan plays with me every day. Second, I hope my sister is unlucky every day. Third...... Third...... Hopefully there will always be strawberries on top of the cake. ”

It seems that she doesn't understand the rule of "make a wish sincerely and silently, and don't say anything", and what the hell is the third wish......

"Quack!"

As soon as he finished making his wish, a frog croaked and reached Fran's ears. Fran looked down and saw a little frog with green skin and white belly, crouching at her feet, looking up at her.

This person was a frog, one high and one low, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and stared at each other in silence for several seconds. Then Fran jumped up and down, and the excitement exploded.

"Wow, it's a frog!"

She roared, threw up her hands, and pounced, but she fell heavily to the ground, pounced, and looked up again, only to see the frog's back.

"Don't run, let me catch you!"

Fran, of course, refused to stop there, she regained her momentum, and another tiger pounced on her, but still found nothing, the frog always got ahead of her, jumped out of the claws, and escaped.

This isn't the first time Fran has seen frogs, as in the summer, a few little demons led by Kirino tend to sneak into the Red Devil Pavilion to play with her. When she came, she often brought a few frozen frogs and thawed them in front of her. The frog, which was supposed to be dead, immediately became alive as soon as the ice melted, and such a sight always made Fran happy for a long time.

However, she never imagined that these little green-skinned guys would be so clever that they couldn't catch them.

With another air pounce, Fran chased the frog and gradually came to a small pond next to the shrine, and her patience was almost exhausted. In the next blow, she will decide the winner!

Determined to win, Fran jumped high and pressed her whole body towards where the frog was. She didn't believe it, she couldn't catch it.

However, it really can't be caught. When she landed, Fran only heard a "plop", followed by the cool sensation of water splashing on her face, and when she looked down, she couldn't get anything but mud and dust.

"Hey, I'm so angry!"

Fran even hugged his arms, sat cross-legged there, and started a little tantrum of his own.

"Why can't you catch this, what kind of frog is this?"

"The frog is the messenger of the 'mountain god', and the token of praying for good weather and abundant grains cannot harm them!"

Such a sudden exhortation really startled Fran. She couldn't help but shudder, and when she looked up, there was a petite and lovely girl standing in the pond in front of her.

The boy was in his early tens, and he was a little shorter than Fran. She was dressed in purple and white sleeves, plain socks and black shoes, wide cuffs covering the palms of her hands, a few dancing frogs were printed on her fluttering short skirt, and the pure white stockings reached the end of her thighs and the edge of the skirt. She had blond hair of the same color as Fran, neatly trimmed, and a grotesque large hat with two round balls like eyes on her head.

The surface of the pond rippled in layers, centered on the tips of her toes, and spread out in all directions—this girl was actually stepping on the water.

"Ah, frog!" Fran blurted out, pointing to the girl in front of her.

Indeed, the first impression of this child is that she is a frog, not that she is ugly. Cute is cute, she is from head to toe, and there is no place without the element of a frog.

Still, it's a bit rude to say this in front of me.

"It's not a frog, it's Suwako Tsuya!"

The girl was slightly angry, frowned, puffed out her cheeks, and shouted.

She has to say that she is so angry...... It's more like a frog than it was before.

"What? What frog?"

But I saw that Naflan was crooked and confused, as if he didn't understand much. Her appearance made the anger of the girl named Suwako who leaked Ya rise again.

"It's all said, Suwako Leaky, Xie-Shi-Zou-Fang-Zi!"

Suwako said, stepping on the surface of the water and walking out of the pond. Looking at the ripples layer after layer, Fran realized that the other party had been "floating on the water" before, and couldn't help but smile and clap his hands and exclaimed:

"Oh, you're the one, you're the one, right? I know! that's the one...... Throw a frog into the water and you'll jump out of the frog fairy!"

Without waiting for Suwako to respond, Fran jumped up, ran to her, stretched out two dirty little hands, and said with a hippie smile:

"Frog Fairy, please give me the Golden Frog and the Silver Frog, as well as the ordinary Frog!"

"Akira rob you!" Suwako roared, "Listen, I am the apex of millions of indigenous gods, the god of mountains and soil, the god of harvest and depletion, and this is the shrine dedicated to me!"

She stood with her breasts on the washboard, which was almost the same as that of the Scarlett sisters, and stood with her legs crossed, her brow revealing indescribable pride. Fran was a little frightened by her, and looked at the little girl in front of her blankly, stunned for a long time, and then asked weakly:

"That...... Excuse me...... Is the frog god you?"

"Still struggling with frogs, bastard!"

Suwako was so angry that she grabbed her big hat and was about to throw it on the ground, but the arm was raised, and as soon as she swung it halfway, it was a slap, and then she gritted her teeth and put it back on.

Dressed a little and taking a deep breath, Suwako seemed to be a little angry, but still with an unhappy face, she said to Fran:

"After all, what are demons like you going to do when they come to this shrine?"

"Not a demon!" Fran corrected, "I'm a vampire. ”

"Aren't they all the same!"

"It's different!"

"What's the difference?"

"Here!"

Fran said, holding out her right hand to the front. Suwako looked at the five fingers that were facing her, completely open, and before she could figure out what the other party's intentions were, the five fingers slowly closed.

The moment Fran clenched her fist, the ground under Suwako's feet collapsed.

"Here, it's different. ”

Fran's smile was as sweet as the wine of blood.