"Not good!"

Without waiting for the red mang in the other party's hand to approach, the figure of the tree planter who was originally standing on the side of the road suddenly disappeared into the green belt.

Immediately after, from the green belt on the other side, a handful of small pieces of things were thrown into thin air towards the Shiratori Patrol Department.

It was a handful of resentful, common pachinko balls.

was thrown by the small steel ball full of resentment, and the white bird was entangled in the black resentment all over his body, and his already shriveled flesh immediately fell to the ground weakly.

"Hmph, the person I threw behind, there is no ...... who can still stand up"

Seeing that his divine power was in effect, the middle tree planter slowly emerged from the grass and breathed a sigh of relief.

Shiba Oni is a legendary ghost who likes to hide in dark places such as grass and throw things at passers-by.

Legend has it that those who are cast by something in the hands of the evil spirits will be cursed, seriously ill, and possessed by bad luck.

Having acquired the power of Shiba Demons, he gained the ability to curse by throwing things and hide in the grass.

If he is thrown by anything in his hand, the adult man will immediately lose his strength due to muscle weakness and muscle spasms caused by potassium loss.

In severe cases, it will be killed directly due to the weakness of the heart and respiratory system.

And he, who has been addicted to small steel ball shops after work for half his life, naturally likes to throw this easy-to-carry, inconspicuous, and ubiquitous thing as a weapon.

Not only is it difficult to dodge, but it can also have a kind of thrill of throwing a lot of money.

Just when a few people relaxed their vigilance and got out of the car to check the situation, Officer Shiratori, who had already fallen to the ground softly, moved.

With the last of his strength, he threw the Ju Yiwen Zezong in his hand towards the man who had fallen softly at the front of the car after being hit by the sword before.

The sharp long knife cut through the sky, and the tired bird returned to the forest and inserted it into the lower body of the man lying on the front of the car.

Ju Yi's text is Zong, and he actually used this trick to "cheat the death of the chrysanthemum and call the transfer of Dafa".

"Kuno-kun ......"

In the frightened eyes of several people, Jiuye-kun, who had fainted due to excessive blood loss, slowly stood up.

The originally tall and strong body was shriveled down as if it had been drained of blood.

The sword that had sunk into his lower body, leaving only the hilt outside his body, trembled with pleasure.

Jiuye-kun rolled his eyes and turned around, and his right hand slowly leaned down.

"Smack."

The quick-eyed tree planter did not hesitate to throw another small steel ball towards the other party.

Kuno-kun, whose hand had already touched the hilt of the knife, froze in his movements, and after struggling a few times, he fell to the ground weakly.

Only the Taidao that had submerged in his body remained, and he let out an unwilling scream under his body.

"Kuno-kun...... What's going on? ”

The two men kept their distance, looking in horror at Fang Fang's companions, who were still alive and now turned into corpse-like companions.

"I'm afraid this sword has become a legendary grievance...... No wonder even the adult wanted ......"

The tree planter obviously knows more than a few people.

"Kuno-kun is hopeless, put him in the trunk, let's quickly leave with this knife, find a place to change cars and go back to Tokyo."

He cautiously threw a few more handfuls of small steel balls at Jiuye-kun and commanded.

Tomorrow is the deadline for "delivery", and sacrificing one of his subordinates to seal this knife is already the best result.

The two men glanced at each other with complicated expressions, and with the courage to carry the motionless Jiuye-kun into the trunk, he walked away.

On the narrow asphalt pavement, all that was left was Officer Shiratori, who was lying quietly on the ground, like a dry corpse, a large pool of bright red blood, and a small steel ball on the ground......

……

On the day of the Akagi Festival.

Above the vermilion torii, red and white lanterns are hung, and a long banner reads "Akagi Shrine Anniversary Festival & Collection Fair."

It was only two o'clock in the afternoon, and a large number of people were already pouring into the shrine.

On both sides of the stone-paved road leading to the main hall behind the torii gate, there are stalls selling a variety of snacks, local souvenirs, shrine goods such as torii keychains, Tonataro T-shirts, autographed photos, and life-size pillows.

"Well, it's great that there are so many people just after noon...... This event at Mayuki-chan's house will definitely work very well! ”

A high school girl with a double ponytail, a slender body, but an unexpected chest, and a mixed-race girl wearing a pale yellow dress who looks like a junior high school student, intimately held hands and followed the flow of people into Akagi Shrine.

These two people are the ones who came to "help" the event of the bird's real bow, Gu Risa and Mochizuki Ayano.

Looking at the bustling and crowded stalls in front of them, and the festive decorations inside and outside the shrine, the two girls showed excited looks.

After all, festivals have an irresistible attraction for Japanese people.

"With so many people to receive and perform later, Mako-chan must be very busy...... Let's just wander around and don't disturb her before the ceremony begins. ”

"That's right...... I didn't have a good lunch when I was in a hurry to come over, but the snacks on the stall over there seem to be great, you see there is such a long queue, let's hurry over......"

The ancient principle Sha Qiong's nose moved slightly, and he excitedly pointed to the first stall behind the torii, and without saying a word, he pulled Mochizuki Ayano to join the queue.

"Hey, this foodie ......"

For her companion who was in a hurry to line up without even looking at what she was selling, Ayano Mochizuki, who was "kidnapped", couldn't help but sigh.

After this period of contact, she also has a deep understanding of the character of Gu Lisha.

Good looks, foul figures, inspired by ordinary people since childhood, and often entangled by some inexplicable "things", in addition to being a little nervous when facing that aspect of things, is just a big grin, full of vitality of natural nerds.

Perhaps, this is the secret of her "broad-mindedness" even though she is so thin.

Glancing down at his chest, Aya Mochizuki thought.

The booth where the two people lined up, perhaps because of the good location, the length of the queue was three times that of the other stalls, and the inner and outer three floors were full, and the queue was lined up outside the torii.

Most of them were female college students and female white-collar workers, who were excitedly clapping their heads in the queue and looking at the inside of the booth hungrily.

It seems that it sells some kind of popular dessert that is very popular with women.

Looking at this lively atmosphere, Mochizuki Ayano also had some anticipation.

"Come, this guest, please take your food...... Welcome to visit us next time...... Master Higashino, there are still twenty copies, hurry up and ......"

"Ora Ora Ora Ora, the firepower is in full swing, I'm not a man anymore......"

Through the "human wall", you can still hear the stall owners inside shouting with great dedication and enthusiasm.