"I'm here, what are you thinking......"

Stunned to "look" at the massive ghost objects in the inspiration, the little bird You Zhengong suddenly lowered the hand holding the bow, and a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Because, in front of her, Araki-sensei's wide back stretched out, and the two giant arms that were even more terrifying than ghosts were so reassuring.

After "bounced" Chi Manqi, the pair of arms burning with scriptures did not mean to "stop" at all.

Instead, he was eager to move behind Sosuke Araki, posing for a variety of powerful poses, as if he was showing off his muscles to the judges.

It seems that this resentful, ghostly environment makes "it" full of energy and excitement.

“…… Here it comes. ”

Seeing the torrent of dense ghosts getting closer and closer, the pair of giant arms suddenly clasped their hands together, and their broad palms slapped together fiercely.

Under this seemingly powerful and silent palm, the lava-like runes on those arms turned into black flames and spread out in circles around them.

The nearest bird, Yu Zhengong, seemed to sound a "buzz" in his ears.

It seemed that thousands of chanting sounds sounded in her ears at the same time, and then they became one again, and then dissipated.

"It's ...... Sanskrit? ”

For some reason, a strange picture appeared in her mind......

In the boundless darkness, surrounded by resentment, Sousuke Araki, who was not covered in a wisp, was sitting in it with his eyes closed and chanting.

When she blushed and frantically threw the indescribable image out of her head, focusing on the ghost in front of her......

The black torrent that the ghost thing turned into had not had time to approach twenty meters above the two of them, and it had already slammed into the circle of black flames......

Like a meteor rubbing against the atmosphere, the black torrent began from the place where it was intertwined with the black flames, and gradually turned from black to white, scattering crystalline points of light......

If you look closely, it is the hideous ghost creatures in the torrent, under the impact of the black flame, their whole bodies bloom with white light, and their hands are scattered all over the ground.

"Good...... It's so strong......"

Except for this sentence, Little Bird You Zhengong can't find any adjectives.

For the first time in her life, seeing such a number of ghosts and ghosts becoming Buddhas in front of her eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little trance, just like in a dream.

I don't know when I heard a Buddhist scripture, and it slowly came to her mind.

All sentient beings are as wise and virtuous as they come, but they cannot attain it because of delusional attachment.

At this moment, the obsession is eliminated and the Buddha is established.

Sure enough, with Araki-sensei here, I don't need to worry about removing spirits at all......

Reining his thoughts, Totori Yumako continued to cast the spell intently, and new torii gates reappeared on the road behind the bicycle.

For her, who grew up at the shrine since she was a child, the spirit has nothing to do with things like "strong and aggressive" and "handsome", and it is more like a funeral and prayer for the deceased.

In the "big sacrifice" in front of her, she only needs to do what she can.

As the torrent above his head turned into stars and dissipated into the night, the two black giant arms behind Sosuke Araki surged back into him with resentment as if they had "succeeded in retreating".

Under the effect of that bottle of "oolong tea", Sousuke Araki entered a hazy, vague, and seemingly drunk state.

It's like being drunk for eight minutes, and your body and mind become sluggish from what is happening around you, but your heart is still sober and you can walk home steadily.

Riding in the city where he couldn't see his fingers and the moonlight couldn't reflect it, the sounds around him, the images in front of him and his reactions became extremely slow, but his inner intuition became surprisingly keen, guiding him in the direction of progress.

"Hiccup...... With so many cars jammed on the road, you can't run at all, okay...... It's all to blame on the masked 'Galactic Universe Alliance Sect'......"

Scratching his head and complaining, Sousuke Araki, who was only thinking about riding with his head buried in his bicycle and completely unaware of what was going on, continued to maneuver his battered bicycle through the broken down traffic like a nimble swimming fish.

At this moment, he misses his "Sengoku Samurai" who can easily jump over green belts and crush various roadblocks on the sidewalk.

The red bicycle continued to break through the black fog, paddling a trajectory that the six relatives did not recognize, and derived the vermilion torii gates on the Showa Avenue, heading in the direction of the Kuramae apartment......

On the sidewalks on both sides of the traffic, white figures folded their hands and smiled as they waited for the bicycle to pass by.

……

Skytree 450 meters, Tianwang Corridor.

"Appeared, appeared, the source ghost from hell, this jet strength is even more OO than XX!!"

Looking through the binoculars at the gates of hell that were completely open in the night sky not far away, and the black figures that gushed out of the doors like a flood and broke through the golden Buddha light, Moonshadow Chigusa let out a maniacal laugh.

"Uhhahaha, you rulers, I see how you are going to hide it now......"

Since I got that laptop, I have been working day and night in that rental room to "create", and at the same time, I have to make a living by drawing R18 books......

After all these years of hard work, isn't it just for the heartiness of this moment?

"Mom, did you see that...... This filthy world will crumble in my hands little by little......"

Accompanied by hearty laughter, large tears splashed on the transparent glass floor, blooming with thoughts.

……

Five years ago, Kyoto Prefecture, Uji City.

"Mom, I'm back."

Taking advantage of the summer vacation, Tsukikage Chigusa deliberately did not participate in the school trip, and chose to return to her home in Uji City to accompany her mother, who was not in good health.

Born in a single-parent family, she grew up in the ancient capital of Kyoto, which is close to Kyoto and famous for its matcha, and Chigusa Tsukikage has a good relationship with her mother.

As for a father he has never met, he has never left a trace in his life.

"Chigusa...... You...... Return...... Come...... ......"

Inside the dark hallway, the mother's slow and deep voice was heard.

"Mom? Are you sick? ”

Looking at the room without the lights on, and the faint smell of fishy smell coming from the house, Moonshadow Chigusa frowned.

"Why don't you turn on the lights...... Is there a power outage? ”

His mother's familiar but unusually slow tone, and the unresponsive hallway switch, slowly touched his heart like an invisible hand.

"Chigusa...... Mother...... Mother...... Already...... Cooked......"

When he changed into slippers and pulled his suitcase into the living room......

What greeted him back was a scene that he would never forget.

In the dimly lit dining room, the table was filled with "overly rich" meals, and he covered his mouth with excitement.

“…… Come on...... Let's eat together. ”

The mother's head, like the main course, was placed in a dignified place on a plate in the center of the blood-curdled table.

The rest of her body was regularly placed on the plates around her.

"Hurry up...... Wash your hands...... Let's eat......"

With the same smile as ever, the head waved its arm from the plate next door, beckoning him to come forward and "eat".

Several swarthy figures are sitting motionlessly at the table, bowing their heads, as if they are guests waiting for the host to take the table before they can "feast".