Ibaraki Prefecture, Lake Biwa.

Lake Biwa is the largest freshwater lake in Japan, with an area of more than 600 square kilometers and surrounded by mountains.

Several elderly people living in the surrounding area walked towards the lake with fishing gear on their backs and buckets in their hands.

Lake Biwa is a scenic spot in the eyes of outsiders, but in the eyes of the old people, "Isn't this just a lake, what's the fuss." ”

Even when they were young, Lake Biwa, like the rest of the country, had a serious pollution problem, and the whole area of Lake Biwa was so filthy that no one dared to eat the fish caught in Lake Biwa, and it was only after the island became rich that the government of the island began to clean up.

It's easy to say that you can manage it when you have money, but in thirty or forty years, the water of Lake Biwa has become clear again.

"See, my latest bait."

The old angler in the hat carries a plastic bag of "bait" made from a mixture of beer, earthworms and all sorts of messy things.

Fishing, the old man is happy, most people just want to have fun, spend a day to catch a few fish, not as much money as casually going to work.

Not to mention this kind of bait, you can just use an empty hook to fish, just have fun.

"I'm definitely going to catch a Lake Biwa catfish for you today."

"You said that thirty years ago."

A group of old men sat down in a shady place, a small horse, a hat, and a kettle, and sat like this for a day.

"Go."

Thin lines are thrown into the water, hooks glow silver in the sun, and birds fly by.

"Huh? Did you guys just see something? ”

"What?"

"Isn't there something flying in the sky?"

"Bird, leave that alone, come and help me."

The lush forests are nourished by Lake Biwa, and the legend of the mountain monster has been around in Ibaraki Prefecture since ancient times, but today a real "yokai" has descended on Ibaraki Prefecture.

"Shwit."

A figure descended from the sky into the forest, and under the impact, countless green leaves instantly rose in the forest.

The frightened flock of birds chirped and flew away, and a wave of birds suddenly rose over the forest.

"That's what it is...... Special feathers. ”

Takahashi was pitifully clutching a white feather in his hand, which looked no different from other feathers from the outside, and even if it weren't for the guidance of the primordial angel in the dark, Takahashi would not have sensed the special features of this feather from the energy.

But since the primordial angel said that this feather was special, it naturally would not be fake.

[Accept the power.] 】

[The authority of creation.] 】

The authority to create?

Before he could think about the meaning of these words, a mysterious power came from nothingness.

"Original...... So...... Create......"

………………

Looking at the seemingly boundless Lake Biwa, Takahashi pitifully threw the scroll in his hand.

A dragon is drawn in black ink on the scroll.

The black ink formed by the convergence of divine power came to life in an instant, and the lines were peeled off from the scroll, and the body of some kind of creature was faintly formed before it fell into the water.

"Boom!"

A curtain waterfall is smashed out of the surface of Lake Biwa.

"Roar."

The lines form a tail as they dive into the water, like a snake's tail.

The golden scales are not the things in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds.

After three hours of fishing, the harvest was not big, but several old men still happily shared their lunch.

A few small fish have been released in the plastic bucket, leaving only three large adult fish in size.

"Let's try this bottle of wine, a good product I just discovered, made there in Chiba Prefecture."

"Chiba Prefecture? Isn't it only peanuts that are sold, and your bottle of wine is made from peanuts? ”

"Qingtian wine, a small wine workshop, but the taste is not bad, it is very cheap, and it is cost-effective."

The people of the island are fond of drinking, both old and young, and several drunkards from Ibaraki Prefecture have gathered, and since they didn't bring a stove today, they would have to choose a fish to serve as an accompaniment to the drink, and see which fish in the barrel would be so lucky.

"Delicious."

"Hey, catch your catfish, come over and drink."

Lake Biwa, a huge freshwater lake, has been reported to catch human-sized catfish every ten years or so, and fishing for large catfish is just a joke for most people, and if you want to fish for that kind of behemoth, you must not only have a good body, but also a special fishing rod.

The fishing rod in the old man's hand is specially made, fishing catfish, he doesn't mean forget it.

From the first time he read "The Old Man and the Sea" written by the rice people when he was a child, he made up his mind that he must catch a big fish in this life.

"Don't drink it, I feel like I'm going to catch something good today."

"That's not what you said the other day."

Laughing at the old man a few times, the others continued to deal with the food in front of them.

From time to time, ripples appear on the surface of the quiet Lake Biwa, whether it is a fish jumping out of the water or a bubble floating up.

But in the midst of the splashing water, something strange loomed and then disappeared.

"Huh?" The old man squinted his eyes and looked ahead, his eyes were not good for use when he was old, but there seemed to be something in front of him.

He rubbed his eyes, looked back and seemed to be nothing.

"Boom."

There was a gurgling sound underwater, like a behemoth swimming.

"Ah, me, I've caught a big catfish."

The old man shouted with joy and pulled the rod backwards with all his might.

But it wasn't when he was young, how could he have so much strength, standing still and exerting force, instead of dragging the underwater things up, his body slid forward.

"Let's go check it out, it's not going to catch anything."

"We're here to help you."

A group of old men gathered around like children, you grabbed the pole, I grabbed the waist, I pressed the shoulder.

"One-two, one-two, one-two."

The shouts of tug-of-war sounded in an orderly and powerful manner.

"Good guy, it's so heavy, and you really caught a big guy."

There was something really big under the water, and they pulled back, and the other swam forward, and a group of old men finally dragged up after exhausting their strength to feed.

"Whoa!"

A piece of wet wood wrapped around the aquatic weeds was dragged up......

"Ah, what a stupid thing this is."

"Again."

It's not the first time we've caught wood.

The old men waved their hands in frustration, apparently having experienced something like this before.

"Knock knock."

But just as a group of people turned around in a depressed manner, the calm Lake Biwa suddenly "boiled".

The sound of the clattering paddle was so loud.

"Whoa!"

Behemoths, behemoths.

A real behemoth leaps out of Lake Biwa with a hideous body.

The black and white slender body with scales attached to the body obviously appears in front of the eyes, but it gives people the feeling of an ink painting.

Several old men fell to the ground in fright.

"I, I caught ......"

"Dragon, dragon!"