Sending Yu Hirasawa home, Su Shang turned into a god posture. %乐%文%novelし

Half-squinting,Gently lying on the road of the Senbon torii gate slowly, the people around him will unconsciously walk on both sides of the road.,It seems that he deliberately doesn't go to the middle of the road.。

Because that's the way the gods walked.

Walking out of the corridor to the shrine, Su Sheng stopped, unable to see what his expression was, because the expression was hidden under the silver hair that was lifted by the wind.

The shrine is cleaned every day by shrine maidens and priests, and even the corners of the main hall that no one notices are cleaned without a trace of dust.

The wishing board in the front yard was densely hung and looked a little more than usual. And in front of the cash box, there is still a queue of more than a dozen people waiting to pray.

Couples, old people, high school girls, look like bad kids

There are many different people who come to Inari Shrine to pray, and even though the Uga no Mikojin is only in charge of the wishes of the commercial rice fields, there are still people who come here to pray for the safety of their families, romances, and so on.

Although it can't all be realized, Su Sheng will listen carefully to every prayer.

Because people trust him sincerely, they confide in him these things.

Putting the dim sum box he got from Luhua to the side, Su Shang sat comfortably on the ground against the stone torii.

The orange sunlight of the late spring evening sprinkled through the mottled canopy of the dense banyan trees, and I don't know what kind of birds chirped as far and near, and the unique wind of late spring slowly stroked by.

What resounded in his mind were earnest prayers.

……

"Wooga-sama, please go on a date with me. Like humans. ”

It's a vow that's completely different from the rest, and it sounds like sterling silver.

Su Sheng opened her eyes slightly and looked at the crowd in line.

It was a young woman in a black kimono. Her short gray hair swayed gently in the wind, and because of the white mask, I couldn't see her expression, but her hands were folded, her eyes were slightly closed, and her sincere prayer was made. All of them show her piety and seriousness at this moment.

She was Chunyin, and she was on the side of the crowd.

Chunyin is a monster that Su Sheng knew in early spring, and has been following Su Sheng since then, and she doesn't talk much on weekdays, but it is a tranquility that belongs to her, a very gentle tranquility.

Is it Harune's wish?

Looking at the figure of Chunyin. Su Shang asked herself softly.

Put your hands together twice and bow and salute.

Chunyin turned to look at Su Shang.

seemed to want to walk towards Su Shang, but after taking a step, he seemed to remember something, and retreated, just bowed politely to Su Shang. Then he turned around again and walked towards the cash box.

When he walked to the cash box, he took out a Wu Baiyuan coin and threw it into the cash box gently.

Then, he walked towards Su Shang's place.

"Wooga-sama, I'm so sorry that I didn't say hello to you."

"If I apologize like this, how many apologies do I have to accept every day, but is Harune's wish just to date me?"

"Yes."

Chun Yin nodded slightly, and her voice was very soft. And it's also very hoarse.

"Well, yes, I see."

"Thank you. Uga-sama. ”

"Let's go inside. Shui Yu and the others are probably in a hurry. ”

"Yes."

The darkness of night had arrived, spreading from the treetops of the courtyard to the unseen distance, and the moon hung lonely in the far corner, hanging among the dazzling stars.

……

That night, Su Sheng had a dream.

It was a youkai with a white mask, and Su Sheng recognized the monster. Because the youkai is by his side every day. Her name is Chunyin.

Harune is walking. It seems to be a road with no end, even if there are countless pedestrians on the road. Harunon wears a black kimono. He wears a white mask and has beautiful short gray hair. Such a look is unique and attractive.

But because she was a monster, no one raised their heads, turned back, and turned their heads to look at Harunin.

Chunyin walked lightly, shuttling among the pedestrians. The wind ruffled her short hair, and she stopped and looked up, and in her vision was a swallow flying by.

……

When I opened my eyes, I was surrounded by a silent darkness, and occasionally the light of stars refracted through the window, embellished on a plane like a black curtain, moving towards the Milky Way. Faint shimmer.

Su Shang, who had woken up, sat up, his mind full of the dream he had just had.

Why do you dream of such a scene?

Because I can't figure it out.

The god began to think alone in the darkness, and the trees with heart-leaf flourishing somewhere outside the window were now attacked by the night, and the whole thing fell into a sleep, ink-like silence.

……

The late spring morning kicked off in the warm sunshine.

Because she had been thinking from midnight to around midnight, Su Sheng looked more listless than usual.

Even if you sit in the classroom, you are looking out on your stomach.

It's just that his eyes have been staring at the reflection of spring sound reflected in the glass.

Alone. It's too much time like this, almost a lifetime, not to mention that Chunyin, who is a youkai, has a long lifespan.

Eat alone, walk alone, talk alone, live alone.

One person watches the sunrise in the mountains, one person watches the sunset on the lonely bridge in the city, one person opens his eyes to meet the morning vision, and one sits by the river to watch the loneliness of dusk.

Was this how Haruon's previous life had been?

Su Shang asked herself softly in her head.

But I've probably met a human who can see her, and maybe it's like me, and we've been with it until that person dies.

Although the lifespan of a human being is as short as a firefly for Haruon, who has a long lifespan, it must be a very happy day.

Perhaps, there are friends with youkai. Drinking together, like the youkai in the mountains, they always hold banquets together and play together.

However, there are times when you look at the white clouds moving slowly in the sky and don't know what to do.

"Uga-sama."

Chunyin looked at Su Shang, with some doubts in his tone, probably noticing Su Sheng looking at him.

"What's wrong?"

However, Su Shang, who saw some things very clearly and thoroughly, but in some more realistic things, Su Shang, who was a headache, did not find this as expected.

"Was my prayer last night confusing you?"

"No, just some of my own things."

Can't tell Haruon about dreaming about her last night. This is what Su Sheng has decided a long time ago.

"If it bothers you"

"It's not Chunyin's wish, besides, I promised you a long time ago to help you realize your wish, and if I can't fulfill this wish, I can't be a qualified god."

"Thank you."

"That's why it bothers me to say thank you."

Su Shang moved his cervical spine, which was sore because he hadn't changed his posture for a long time, and stretched his waist.

I'm sorry to have left you alone for so long, and although it's a little late, I won't leave you alone again.

These are the words that he added in his heart, the words he wanted to say to Haruin. (To be continued)

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