"Report...... This is Search and Rescue Team No. 2, and the missing person trapped in the snow wall has been found......"

By the time search and rescue crews climbed down the crater with a zipline around their waists and discovered the sunken snow cave, it was already four or five hours later.

For some reason, the rescued man in the cave waved the back of his hand at the rescuers with a blushing face and an unhappy expression of "don't disturb us".

"Sousuke!! You bastard, you jumped off without a sound, and I was scared to death...... The recent price of the cemetery will cost you more than ten years at every turn!! ”

When Mai Hanyu, who was dressed in Sosuke Araki's clothes, and Sosuke Araki, who was shirtless and like a demon crawling out of hell, returned to the observation deck along the zipline, they were greeted by Ryoma Nima, who had a snot and tears on his face.

"Ah......h It's okay, it's okay, my life is hard, and if I don't die, there will be a blessing in the future......"

Sousuke Araki was enjoying the scolding of Ryoma before the second day, and at the same time took the dry and thick clothes handed by the other party and changed into them.

Watching the rescuers withdraw to the observation deck one after another and start to pack up the zipline, Ryoma suddenly remembered something before the two.

“…… Just the two of you? That ......"

Seeing that Sosuke Araki's expression immediately became low, he quickly stopped his mouth.

Sosuke Araki turned around and glanced at the seemingly endless crater below, as if in farewell.

“…… That woman must have done a good thing in the end. ”

He took a deep breath and turned around, the sunny smile returning to his face.

With his hand in his pocket, he pulled out an old pink cell phone and threw it hard under the crater.

Some memories, some people, let it be buried here forever.

……

"Whew, it's finally quiet......"

After the noisy rescue team left with a few people, the white-haired priest sat in the side hall with a cup of hot tea and enjoyed roasting the fire.

“…… Fortunately, these people didn't alarm that 'seal', otherwise the old man, I would have guarded this place for a lifetime, and in the end, I wouldn't have been able to explain to the Asama gods. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the "Sword Peak" where Asama Shrine Okunomiya was located suddenly shook like an earthquake.

The tremor came and went quickly, and soon regained its calm.

The Yamagy priest trotted all the way to the observation deck, carefully drove the spiritual power to sense, and did not find anything abnormal.

"I'm still old, and it's easy to scare myself...... It's just ordinary volcanic activity...... Nearly a thousand years of seals, where is it so fragile. ”

With that, he took the tea in his hand and returned to the house satisfied.

Mt. Fuji is a typical cone-shaped volcano, and its current height was formed by the repeated eruptions and layering of volcanic rocks.

As a dormant active volcano that erupted once more than 300 years ago, it is not uncommon for the lava activity inside to shake.

At the same time, the icy crater is more than 200 meters away from the summit shrine......

A large oval-shaped stone covered in snow stands quietly in the middle of the crater.

Through the snow, you can vaguely see the dense ropes and rune papers wrapped around the boulder.

Spread out around the boulder, piling up countless corpses of various creatures that had been frozen in ice.

There are a variety of animals and insects, such as cows, sheep, rabbits, deer, bears, snakes, rats, and butterflies, and it seems that all the creatures in Mt. Fuji are gathered here.

At the top of the boulder, a young girl was lying quietly.

Because of the rapid fall, the girl had fallen into a twisted form like flesh.

But her tarnished eyes still stared at the sky above, with a relieved smile on the corner of her mouth.

Her blood slowly bloomed like petals on the snow-covered stone.

Drop by drop, it slipped down the stones.

The whole huge stone was gradually infected with her blood and turned red.

A pink phone fell from the sky and landed precisely next to the boulder.

……

One day later, Tokyo, Haneda International Airport.

"Ayano-chan, I'll send you delicious chocolates when I get back......"

In the drizzle, the black-robed priest Siena stood on the wide tarmac with an alloy suitcase, and said goodbye to the girl in front of him with a kind smile.

"People are past the age of eating chocolate...... But if Uncle Siena insists on sending it, I can't ......."

Mochizuki Ayano stood not far away and said bluntly.

This "time bomb" is finally leaving Japan, which makes her relieved at the same time, but also a little reluctant for some reason.

I still want to listen to Uncle Siena and talk a little more about my mother's past.

"Well, leave it at that...... No matter where you are born, we are all basking in glory together, and the Lord will always be with you......"

Without further ado, Siena reached out and rubbed Mochizuki Ayano's head, then turned around and left in style.

Waiting for him on the tarmac in front of him was a medium-sized plane with a red cross on it.

This is a private flight arranged for him by the Holy See through an international charitable organization from Tokyo to the Vatican.

After all, with something important, he naturally did not dare to take a mixed civil flight again.

"Welcome aboard, Mr. Siena, we are the cabin crew on this flight and hope to provide you with a pleasant journey."

Several crew members were already waiting for him in front of the boarding escalator.

Entering the cabin and sitting in the wide seats, Siena breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Siena, do you need me to help you put your luggage on it?"

A tall, blonde stewardess asked respectfully in Italian.

They came to Tokyo on a private flight for 13 hours empty, just to pick up the unattractive priest......

In the face of such a big shot, she naturally has to serve carefully.

"No, I'll just leave it here."

Siena declined the offer in fluent Italian, carefully placing the box in the space of the seat at his feet.

"The flight will take off in more than ten minutes, can you please have a cup of coffee first......

Picking up the espresso freshly brewed by the stewardess, Siena, who was in a good mood, took a sip.

Although there were some twists and turns, I was finally able to bring this important thing back to the Vatican for permanent sealing.

"The last time I returned to the Vatican from Japan, it seemed that it was also a rainy night like this......"

Immersed in the bitterness and slight acidity characteristic of premium coffee beans, Siena's mind drifted away with the steam swirling above the coffee cup, returning to a bitter memory buried in the bottom of his heart ten years ago.