The new whirlpool on the game map is gray-white, just like the previous Pingjiang Gate and the current Hell Gate.

"Ghost ...... Ghosts?! ”

Moonshadow Chigusa cried out in surprise.

"Virgin Coconut...... Names you've never heard of......"

He only felt that the ups and downs of life were too fast, and they were too exciting.

After a while, the gray whirlpool called "Zhen Coconut", I don't know what happened, suddenly shrunk into an almost invisible gray spot, and then quickly moved from its original position to the corner of the map.

"I don't know what happened, but the original two new works have merged into powerful ghosts and gods, and they have inherited the original rules of communication...... Does this have to do with the fact that the 'work' uses the projection of real objects, or is there something in that house that allows the work to blend? ”

With a fanatical face, Moon Shadow Chigusa trumpeted her hands on the keyboard at a rapid pace.

Whether it was the Pingshomen last time or the Zhen Coconut this time, it seems that it was combined with the legends that existed in reality to get the opportunity to advance to the ghosts and gods.

He decided to thoroughly analyze the rules of "Sadako" and "Cursed Honya", as well as the relevant materials of the murderous house, in order to try to decipher the secret of the work's fusion into ghosts.

If we can figure out the law of this, wouldn't it be possible to artificially create ghosts and gods?

As for Sako...... Who is it?

……

A few days later, Narita Airport.

"It's been 10 years, and the blue sky of Tokyo is still so close to the earth...... It's been a long time, the breath of peace ......"

A middle-aged black man with a suitcase, curly hair, a black Roman-collared robe and a cross on his chest sighs in accented but unusually neat Japanese as he descends the escalator.

Looking up at the sky in front of him, he took a deep breath greedily as if he were tasting a fine wine, and a look of nostalgia, pain and perseverance appeared on his face.

On the originally crowded escalator, his surroundings were unusually empty.

Although he has a rather loving smile on his face, he is more than 1.9 meters tall, his strong muscles that cannot be covered by a black robe, and his dazzling white teeth that can blind people when he smiles......

As a result, the passengers in front of him who were getting off the plane either ran away or hesitated.

"Uncle Siena."

At the pick-up gate, there were already people waiting there.

It was a petite girl with different eyes and a golden ponytail.

"Oh!!! Ayano-chan, long time no see, still so petite and cute......"

Looking carefully at the girl in front of him, a middle-aged black man named "Siena", he showed a genuine smile, and a mouthful of white teeth shone with a warm light.

"It's been ten years since we last met, but I'm not happy to be commented on by Uncle Siena......"

Mochizuki Ayano pretended to be angry and complained.

Unlike ordinary children, Mochizuki Ayano is unforgettable, but she remembers the details of every moment of her life clearly.

It's like a document stored in an archive, ready to be read and replayed at any time.

This uncle, named "Siena San Diego", was a close friend of her mother.

The last time the two saw each other was when she was six years old.

Doesn't it mean that her efforts in the past ten years have been in vain, and she is not developing at all.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, my uncle doesn't speak Japanese well...... The Lord says, "Though you are small at first, you will eventually be prosperous." ”

The black-robed priest replied with a sneer.

Looking at the little girl who was still crying when they were separated last time, and now she has grown into a bright and independent girl, Siena is naturally relieved and full of tears.

He stretched out his hand as if to touch the other's head, but he took it back in a foolish manner under Mochizuki Ayano's eyes.

A slightly blurred face in his memory resurfaced clearly in his mind again.

It's getting more and more like it.

"This one is my partner, the deputy head of the ninth lesson, Takeshi Iwata."

Mochizuki Ayano sably introduced Takeshi Iwata, who was also tall beside him, to Siena.

"Vatican Holy See, Inquisition, Black-robed Priest, Siena."

Siena smiled and shook hands with Takeshi Iwata, who was only a few centimeters shorter than him.

"This ......"

The two clasped hands, and Takeshi Iwata instantly showed a look of surprise.

It wasn't that the black priest's arm was too strong, or that he took advantage of shaking his hand to clasp his palm.

It's because the other party's thumb and index finger are sandwiched, the left and right sides of the index finger and the palm of the palm, there is a thick layer of exaggerated calluses.

The thick cocoons of these positions are naturally not ...... The only thing that can be shot out is a gun cocoon.

"Iwata-kun, it seems that he is also a master of playing guns, where did he serve?"

As if seeing through the other party's thoughts, Siena smiled calmly and took the initiative to ask.

"I didn't serve, I was trained in Finland......"

"Finland? The White Grim Reaper's sniper-playing guys, that way of fighting, there's no passion at all. ”

was called out by Siena to break the number of the secret unit he was training, and Takeshi Iwata's face was solemn: "Your Excellency...... How did you find out? ”

"Cocoons of the first knuckle of the index finger, middle finger, ring finger and third knuckle of the little finger...... Isn't it all written on your hands? ”

With a grin, Siena opened the door first and entered the black van on the side of the road.

"Would you like to eat ramen at noon? After more than 10 years in the Middle East, where birds don't lay eggs and you have to worry about soap bombs when you take a bath, I'm super super super ...... I miss Japanese food! ”

Only Takeshi Iwata was left outside the car door, looking at his right hand in a daze.

Unlike ordinary gunners, snipers do not shoot very often, but they usually press their index fingers firmly on the trigger guard while waiting for fighters, so in addition to the gun cocoons on the third knuckle of the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger, the first knuckle of the index finger will also have a special gun callus.

This black priest, who does not seem to be as swaggering as he seems, has gained so much insight in a handshake.

What is the sacredness......

"Uncle Siena, but the only representative of the Holy See who survived the war in the Middle East for more than ten years."

Mochizuki Ayano, who was behind him, said softly.

"Uncle Siena made a special detour to Tokyo to transfer back to the Vatican, there must be something very important, right?"

The business car was driving on the road, and Mochizuki Ayano asked casually.

Japan is privately known as the last "forbidden land of God" that hindered the globalization of Christendom.

Christianity was introduced to Japan in 1549 by the missionary Sappiro, and after being localized, it gradually gained the acceptance of the Japanese.

Later, due to the rapid development of Christianity and the conflict between doctrine and traditional Japanese culture, Toyotomi Hideyoshi and later the Tokugawa shogunate issued several bans prohibiting Christian missionaries from setting foot on Japanese soil.

This act led to a number of Christian rebellions, including the Shimabara Rebellion initiated by Shiro Amakusa.

The tradition of resisting Christianity is still being carried on by the Japanese Imperial Family and government.

As a general rule, Christian spiritualists are not allowed to stay in Japan for a long time because they can easily cause "miracles" and affect the public.

"Hehe, uncle, I have been working diligently for so long in a place in the Middle East where there is no toilet paper and all rely on a pipe, of course I want to take this opportunity to return to the Holy See to report on my work to Japan for a vacation and visit the deceased."

Hearing Mochizuki Ayano's question, Siena excitedly looked at the rapidly receding streets on both sides and replied nonchalantly.

"The Lord says, Don't be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will have its own anxieties."

Seeing that the other party had no heart and lungs, Mochizuki Ayano frowned and stopped talking.

I was very happy with my deceased visit to Japan......

But if this old man happens to be a powder keg that may invite trouble at any time, it is no wonder that Lesson 9 attaches so much importance to it.