A little curious, I picked up this man on the side of the road who looked no different from an ordinary unemployed office worker, and I somehow felt a futile and fearless aura. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

How to put it well, it is like being in the middle of the last century and the beginning of the twenty-first century, with both the misery of the last century and the decadence of this century, the slightly contradictory and unexpected sense of harmony.

If I have to say it, it should be a weather-beaten AE86 that has been in service for more than ten years.

Inexplicable people, that's the definition I gave him.

Thinking about where he was sacred, after a while, the dirt road that was originally just a mountain gradually turned into a stone slab with carved patterns, and there were hundreds of torii gates along the road, and a red lantern hung on both sides of the eaves of these torii gates.

The red torii gate and the red lantern form a strange picture, and in this way, it follows the mountain path all the way up to the top of the mountain, illuminating the whole Shinto with an eerie and mysterious atmosphere.

"There's a Senbon torii here?"

The man's tone was both surprised and exclaimed, but in reality it should have been just an ordinary inquiry.

"This kind of thing should be found in all Inari Shrines, isn't Senbon Torii the basic equipment in Inari Shrine? I've always thought that no matter where the Inari Shrine is, a torii gate will be built to reach the top of the mountain, or in other words, the Inari Shrine without a thousand torii gates is not an Inari Shrine. ”

"How is that possible,"

The man shook his head:

"There aren't many shrines with large-scale torii gates even in the whole country, let alone a Senbon torii gate of this magnitude, so many are built as if they were deliberately showing off, and it's still in such an unknown city, is there any reason why it's necessary? Or is it just that the owner of the shrine here is unexpectedly rich? ”

"Yes."

My tone was disapproving, and I didn't care at all what the man said.

Speaking of which, it seems like I've never been to Inari Shrine anywhere other than this shrine. It turns out that not all Inari Shrines have so many torii gates.

I am very happy because I have learned something new today.

But when it comes to rich people, this half-hung shrine that doesn't even have a god doesn't look like the rich kind, and no one usually comes to worship.

Maybe you can't go to the shrine if you want to?

"So I can't find it here? That's why! ”

The man muttered to himself in the back, not knowing what he was muttering.

As I stepped on the Shinto Road and passed by the torii gate, my heart beat faster and my body became more and more excited, because I had been looking forward to it for a long time, and today I was finally able to do it again.

I couldn't help but speed up my pace.

Finally, when I reached the top of the mountain, I saw the main hall of the shrine, or rather, there was no other building in the entire shrine except the main hall.

Compared to the scary Senbon torii gate before, it is already shabby.

After all, there is an exaggerated Senbon torii gate in front of it, and this Inari Shrine, which is no different from ordinary depressed shrines under the yellowish light of stone lanterns, will have an emotional gap, like a plate of exquisite dishes full of color and fragrance, only to find out that it is actually an ordinary curry-flavored rice bowl.

I'm used to it, and I'm often here, and I don't feel cheated.

"Miss Mikoto, you... Are you there? ”

It seems that I was infected by the solemn atmosphere of the shrine.,There or think about what's coming.,My voice isn't very comfortable.。

"Yes."

A cold voice came from the side, and then the door of the imperial room was slowly opened, and the witch lady in the red and white witch costume knelt in front of her.

How would you describe a shrine maiden sitting there quietly? I guess I can't say anything.,If I have to find a metaphor that can match the shrine maiden.,It should only be the moon.。

When it comes to what the moon can bring to mind, you can probably empathize with this shrine maiden.

"Husband, you're here."

Although it is a questioning sentence, it is said in a straightforward manner.

I rubbed my hands a little uncontrollably, and said embarrassedly:

"Well, it's almost today, and I'm going to trouble you again."

Miss Shrine Maiden was wearing a fox mask, and she didn't even show her eyes, so she couldn't see what expression was on her face.

I've always wondered if she's bothered when she walks.

A moment of silence,

"It doesn't matter."

Like the moonlight of the moon, she said:

"However, if you don't come in a while, Yu will have to look for you himself."

This must be a special move named after the moon.

"Don't!"

Cold sweat oozed from my forehead: "Where do you dare to trouble your driver!" Mainly because of the delay in school matters, that's why..."

"No problem, as long as you get there on time."

"Yes, yes."

I hurriedly answered.

Let Miss Miko go to me herself?! It was not a disaster I could easily bear!

"So, who is this man?"

The shrine maiden in the fox mask turned her head to face the man standing next to me, and since she couldn't see her eyes, I guessed she was looking at the man.

"Lord Doushen, below is the governor of the province to patrol the mountains and green rivers."

Obviously asking me, the man named Isayama had already responded to the shrine maiden on his own initiative and reported his name.

"It turned out to be the central inspector."

The shrine maiden bowed slightly.

"So, why is it important for the Inspector to come to the Humble House so late?"

Although the shrine maiden is an ordinary tone without ups and downs, maybe there is some meaning in it, but a guy like me who doesn't understand the world can hear it at all.

"It's rude."

The man, who had been bowing his head respectfully since he came to the shrine, took out a letter with a strange cover from his briefcase, respectfully stepped forward and handed it to the shrine maiden, and then slowly retreated back to the same place.

Like a hawker who offers treasures to the king.

"This is the letter that Lord Gokuzhu asked me to pass on to you."

The man named Isayama said this, but suddenly looked up at me, meaning something.

Needless to say, I understood what he meant—there were secret matters to discuss with the shrine maiden, and it was inconvenient for me to speak on the side.

"Hey, hey."

I scratched my head:

"Anyway, I brought you here."

You really have a way of killing donkeys -- that's what I want to say.

"Thank you so much for showing me the way."

The man named Isayama seemed to bow to me very sincerely, and refused to say a word to me again.

Since he has thanked me so sincerely, it seems that I have no reason to find fault with him, although I am very unhappy that his arrival has slightly postponed what I have to do, but whoever calls him a trouble brought by me, there is a bitterness or something, it is me.

"I see."

The shrine maiden had already finished reading the letter and nodded to Isayama Qinghe:

"Lord Inspector, please wait for a while, Yu Xian will lead the little man to bathe and change clothes."

Isayama Qinghe's expression moved, just like the witch's ordinary words had some strange magic, it broke Isayama Qinghe's face that had been indifferent, and he was a little shocked:

"Could it be that he..."

"Be careful."

The two cold words of the witch made Isayama Qinghe's speech back into his stomach.

"Yes!"

Isayama Qinghe hurriedly bowed his head and said yes, never saying a word again.

The shrine maiden stood up from her kneeling position and motioned for me to come with her.

Of course, I can't ask for it.

Taking off my shoes, I followed the shrine maiden to the bathroom.

"The water has been put down, and the feather coat is by the door."

After the graceful witch finished speaking, she left me alone Shi Shiran and left.

Miss Mikoto's actions didn't cause me to be dissatisfied, or I didn't have any right to question Miss Miko's actions because of what happened next.

Entering the bathroom, I began to shower.

How can I say it, and how should I describe my mood at this time?

Excited? Glad? Expect?

I don't know, probably both.

Anyway, with my poor Chinese level, I can't find a language that can accurately describe my emotional condition. It was probably a balloon that had been blown up to the point of exploding, because even when I was soaking in the bath, I had to endure the strong emotions that were about to erupt in patience.

At this time, in front of the main hall, the shrine maiden knelt down again.

"Where's the air?"

The shrine maiden said to Isayama Aoyama, who bowed his head:

"Take it out."

"Yes"

Isayama Aoyama nodded as he took out a transparent glass bottle from his briefcase, which was obviously empty of anything, but still glowing.