Forty-ninth strike The time of the funeral song

A few hours later, the sun rose in the sky.

Maybe it's going to be a nice new day again, but somewhere on Mt. Fuji...... But it can be described by the word hell.

The severed limbs were piled up, and blood flowed on the grass, staining the entire grass blood-red.

At that moment, an arm pushed away the corpse that was pressing on the body, and the owner of the arm sat up as a result.

She was a cute girl with long black hair, but for some reason she had several sharp katanas stuck in her body, and even one was at the vital point of her heart, and blood continued to flow out of the wounds, staining her clothes blood-red.

This person is Fujiwara Meihong, who took Penglai's medicine and obtained the immortal body.

“…… I'm not dead yet?" took a few minutes to sort out the broken thoughts, and Mei Hong was very surprised by her own situation, and she didn't know what to do.

The medicine of Penglai is not a fake, but a legendary medicine with real efficacy.

"Here, what's going on......" Mei Hong looked at the corpses around her, her stomach was tumbling, and she felt like she was going to vomit out, which was very uncomfortable.

Although Mei Hong has a very strong willpower, she is a person who has never seen blood after all, and this kind of reaction is normal.

This feeling didn't last long, Mei Hong quickly overcame this dizziness, and she couldn't feel the smell of blood in the air in her nose, maybe she was used to it.

"Woo ......" pulled out the katana on her body in pain, Mei Hong let out a cry of pain, and then pulled out the other swords on her body one by one.

At this time, an incredible place appeared, the katana at the wound of Mei Hong had just been pulled out, and the next moment a small gran appeared at the wound and was connected with **, and the scar did not even end, and the whole wound became the same as before the injury.

"Okay, it's amazing..."Mei Hong touched the original wound, and the number of surprises she was today was comparable to that of the past ten years.

Mei Hong stood up from the pile of corpses and scanned the corpses, and soon she found her target.

Tsukiwakasa, no, it should be said that it is the corpse of Iwakasa.

"Mr. Iwakasa?!" Mei Hong exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly ran to Iwakasa's body.

Iwakasa's body had been dead for a long time, and his body had become stiff, and the blood that came out of the wound had turned into a blood clot.

“…… I'm sorry. Mei Hong hesitated in front of the corpse, silent, and a thousand words finally turned into an apology.

Mei Hong found a tool and began to dig into the loose earth, not wanting Iwakasa's body to rot outside or turn into a meal for birds and animals.

Iwakasa's death made Mei Hong feel very sad, swallowing Penglai's medicine, and even more made Mei Hong feel that there was a kind of evil spreading in her heart, but now that's all she can do.

This grave took Mei Hong a whole day, and the tools were too simple to cause blisters on Mei Hong's hands, and it felt like thousands of insects were biting on her hands, but Mei Hong still didn't put down the wooden stick in her hand.

It wasn't until late in the evening that the pit finally took shape.

Mei Hong pushed the corpses of the samurai into the pit and placed Iwakasa's corpse on top.

One last glance at Iwakasa's corpse, he began to pour dirt into the pit one by one.

"Mr. Iwakasa, maybe I shouldn't be alive. Mei Hong muttered, comforting herself, her eyes full of tears, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... If it were Mr. Iwagasa, what would he do now? ”

"Where do I go now? If it's Mr. Iwagasa, you'll be able to tell me the answer. Mei Hong sprinkled the last handful of soil, and a mound of graves was formed.

Sticking all the katana swords into the grave, the guilt in Meihong's heart did not subside in the slightest.

The night is still very long... And the darkness in Mei Hong's heart doesn't know when it will subside.

……

"Iwagasa didn't come back. Sanuki Sakumaro frowned, and the gray hair on his head increased significantly.

It's been a month since Iwakasa went to Mt. Fuji, and to this day, there's no doubt that Iwakasa has definitely failed.

Now I don't know who Penglai's medicine has fallen into.

Although he had prepared for the worst, Sanuki Zomaro still prayed that the medicine of Horai had been destroyed.

Thinking about these things every day, coupled with the longing for Kaguya, Sanuki Somaro's body is weakening day by day.

So much so that when the girl went to visit him again, he was already lying in bed and could not get up.

It was like two people from before, and sorrow had unconsciously eroded his body.

"Old man Sanuki, you are really invigorating like this. The girl looked at Sanuki Zomaro and couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh, it's Saga, you're here. When Sanuki Sakumaro saw the girl, he wanted to get up like this, but his hands were trembling and he had no strength, and he couldn't even do such a thing as sitting on the bed.

"Alright, alright, you just lie down like this. The girl stopped Sanuki from making Maro, and let him continue to lie like this, and said helplessly, "How the hell did you do this?" ”

"Ha, there's no way, people are getting old like this. Sanuki Zomaro smiled and didn't care, and laughed at himself, "Maybe in a few days, this dilapidated body will rot like this." ”

"Don't be so pessimistic. The girl comforted Sanuki Sakumaro, "It's going to be fine." ”

Although this sentence, the girl herself doesn't believe it.

"Then I'll take your good word. Sanuki Zomaro felt a little more comfortable for his body as a result.

"Well......"

"But the old man still has something to tell you about Saga. Sanuki Zomaro seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said to the girl seriously.

"No, I don't want to hear it. The girl pursed her lips and refused, "Anyway, you want to talk about the inheritance, right?" ”

"Let's listen to the old man. Sanuki Sakumaro smiled at the girl and said, "The old man has no children except Kaguya, and Kaguya has already gone." ”

"After the old man died, I didn't know who to inherit these inheritances. ”

"Saga, the old man usually sees you as the old man's daughter, so ah......"

"This property, the old man wants to share it with you. ”

The girl listened to Sanuki Zaomaro's words, and said helplessly: "I don't need money or anything." ”

"There's no need to have any scruples, the old man is saying sincerely. Sanuki Sakumaro looked at the girl and said.

"Uh-huh," the girl narrowed her eyes, "I've got enough." ”

"You've already let me witness a legend and witness Kaguya-hime. ”

"Just like that, I'm already very satisfied, and to be able to see this in my living days, maybe it's also fate. ”

"Don't look at me like this, in fact, I hate contact with people, the smell of bad people and good people, I can smell it as soon as I smell it~"

"But Mr. Sanuki is a good person, so I still like you very much. The girl squinted and smiled.

"It's... What the hell should the old man say? Sanuki Sakumaro frowned, and finally laughed as well.

……

A few days later.

It was another ordinary visit, but this one was different from the previous ones.

This sad atmosphere permeates Taketori's house.

Sanuki Sakumaro died, just died in bed, so suddenly.

"Yes. The girl was stunned and said, "Old man Sanuki, he's dead." ”

"Yes, old man, when he was born, I really thanked Saga for taking care of you. Sanuki's mother-in-law showed sadness in her eyes and bowed deeply to the girl.

"You shouldn't say that to me. The girl shook her head as she helped Sanuki's mother-in-law.

As if to set off the sad scene now, it rained heavily in the sky.

"Old man Sanuki, go all the way. ”

……

Sanuki's mother-in-law also became ill due to grief and passed away a year later.

The girl and Isara have once again become two people who depend on each other.

Sanuki Sakumaro died at the age of 72.

Sanuki's mother-in-law, aged 69.

In this way, the story of Taketori Monogatari came to an end.