Five minutes ago, a kilometre away from the Kuramae apartment.

"I hope Mr. Araki arrives safely."

Looking at the black figure that fell from the night sky and disappeared, the little bird Yuzhen Bow sighed and put away the longbow in his hand.

Sousuke Araki's taillights had disappeared into the darkness.

At the same time, in the direction of the Tibetan apartment, there were strong spiritual power fluctuations.

The full moon overhead was instantly eroded by darkness and lost its original light.

"This is, a lunar eclipse? Wait......"

In her eyes, a small but familiar back, wrapped in the dazzling moonlight, floated into the air, like a meteor through the night, towards the gates of hell above.

“…… Ayano-chan?! ”

Seeing his friend disappear headlong into the deep and huge door, the little bird Yu Zhengong couldn't help but cover his mouth and exclaim.

"Exactly, what happened?"

Seeing the gate of hell begin to slowly close towards the middle, large tears flowing out of the eyes of the little bird Yumako.

Although she didn't know what was going on, her intuition told her that in order to protect this world, Mochizuki Ayano must be doing everything she could now.

"Mr. Araki-sensei......"

Now the only person who can help Ayano is only one person.

"You can't wait here, calm down, you must find a way to do something!"

"Buzz ......"

At the same time, "July Rain", which had been quietly returned to the scabbard, shook wildly again as if in response to her thoughts.

"It's ...... So, Mr. Araki needs our help now, right? ”

Gently brushing his sideburns behind his ears, the little bird Yu Zhen Gongfu raised the demon bow in his hand again and "wept".

Taking a deep breath, she rubbed her palm and pulled out the July rain around her waist.

The huge arrows like bone jade came out of their sheaths again......

The girl drew her bow and arrows, full of strings like the moon, and headed in the direction where the Kuramae apartment was located.

At this moment, although the resentment surging around him was thinner than before, it was enough to greatly reduce the inspiration of the soul slayer.

A kilometer away, the Tibetan front apartment was far beyond the effective range of ordinary bows and arrows.

However, the little bird Yu Zhengong still closed his eyes calmly.

The withered magatama on her chest lit up, increasing her sensing range, searching for a target she could lock onto.

In her consciousness, it was still dark, and there was no figure of the person she was thinking about at all.

A self-deprecating chuckle couldn't help but appear at the corner of her mouth.

With Mr. Araki's strength, how could he be locked by himself.

Kami-sama, please tell me, Mr. Araki, where is it......

She was not discouraged, and still maintained a full bow posture, praying silently.

As long as you pray sincerely, the gods will definitely respond.

Endless thoughts, with the long black hair of the little bird Yuzhen, drifted in the night wind.

The scenes of meeting that person to this day came to my mind like lava erupting from Mt. Fuji.

"Where would I be if we hadn't met?"

If it weren't for Mr. Araki, he would have stopped at Kamakura High School, Hell Apartment, the bottom of Nagoya, the sword of Heishomon, or disappeared into the black fog of tonight?

However, when did this man sneak into his heart?

"That day, that moment, that scene, you appeared in my life"

"Fresh expired meat buns, please, eat them while they're hot."

Is it at a small convenience store when you hand out hot meat buns?

"Don't think about it so much...... Just like drag racing, where there's time to look back, you just have to hold your bearings, stare ahead, and make sure you're hitting the gas pedal every second. ”

At Kamakura High School, when you demonstrate to yourself the "correct barbecue posture of the snake god of the Great Brigadeabuchi"?

"Huh? Of course I'm going to work, it's so obvious, can't you even see it......"

In the Hell's Apartment, when you shatter the Groundbound Spirits with your own despair?

"Hey...... Am I fine...... What are you talking about, you are my big financier, do you know how much my brother made by setting up a stall today? ”

On the yacht, when he was seriously injured and rescued himself from those half-demons and weird swords?

"No problem, I promise you, just take this glass of wine as a promise!"

Or maybe it's when you're too weak and getting farther and farther away from Araki-sensei's world......

She pursed her lips stubbornly, and her expression became resolute again.

It doesn't matter, as long as the burning emotions in your chest are real, it's enough.

No matter what, we must pass on the past completely under the fireworks and the thoughts that can be expressed in the future.

As if in response to her emotions, the green, quaint knotted rope on the sideburns of the bird's bow flickered like breath.

That is, last time at the "East House" soba, the gift that I exchanged with Mr. Araki, Iwate specialty knot rope.

In the darkness of inspiration, as if echoing from afar, another point of light lit up.

The point of light that appears in the darkness means......

Someone also brought the knotted rope that belonged to him with him.

"Countless timelines, endless possibilities, finally intertwined with you"

Gathering or winding, sometimes transiting, sometimes interrupting, and then connected.

The knotted rope symbolizes the connection between the spirit and the body, the connection between people, the flow of time, and the transformation of space.

"The imperial food is in the direction of Xi, Awado, Awaji, and Shimasaki. The wind is blowing, blowing back to the past, when parting, my sister is tied to each other. ”

In "Manyoshu", such a short song tells the story of a wife who puts a "knotted rope" on the clothes of her husband who is about to go away, meaning to tie half of her soul into it, so as to protect and bless his safety.

At the same time, when a husband misses his wife, he will also look at the knots on his clothes to express his thoughts.

A small knot, like a token of love, connects the thoughts and prayers between people.

"Found ...... You're ......."

A happy smile floated at the corner of the bird's bow.

Spiritual power poured out of her body as her thoughts flowed wildly, converging towards the longbow in her hand as if it was about to burn everything out.

The fingers pulling the string were so hard that drops of blood slipped down the bowstring.

Tonight, under the fireworks in the sky, she finally threw away the burden on her body and bravely faced her heart.

"Love ......"

I like you.

More like you than anyone else in this world.

Only this mood will not lose to anyone.

I will always like you.

Even if my body is destroyed and disappears from the world, I will still like you in the next life.

As long as it can be your strength, it doesn't matter if you sacrifice everything.

The blood-stained fingers gently loosened, and the July Rain on the demon bow disappeared in an instant.

“…… The moonlight is really beautiful (月が綺麗ですね). ”

Thousands of words, gathered into four words, with this arrow cut through time and space, and passed towards the person in his heart.

Only the bowstring was left to reverberate in the air, making a "buzzing" sound.

"Please, July rain ......"

After doing all this, the little bird Yu Mayuki fell to the ground with his whole body out of strength, and looked at the gate of hell in the sky in a daze.