Chapter 6 The hustle and bustle of Moriya Shrine

Silence, silence, silence.

In the face of Ashmida's suggestion, Kanako and Suwako all fell silent, desperately thinking about the gains and losses in their minds.

"......" saw that they were lost in thought, and Ashmida also kept silent and just drank tea quietly.

To be honest, inviting Kanako and Suwako into Gensokyo was just a whim on his whim, he just couldn't bear to see his old friends dissipate like this so he couldn't help but open his mouth to invite, if they didn't want to, Ashmida could only grieve and sigh that he would lose two friends again, he couldn't and wouldn't forcibly pull people into Gensokyo.

"If we go to that Gensokyo, can we really gain faith?" After a long time, Kanako spoke, her eyes wide, staring at Ashmida's face as if she wanted to see Ashmida's flaws.

"I can't guarantee this, whether you can get faith or not depends on your ability, I just provide a place." Ashmida shook her head and lightly denied Kanako's words.

"What?! Are you kidding me?!! ”

"Bang!"

As everyone knows, because of Ashmida's indifferent reaction, it ignited Kanako's anger, she stood up with a "swish", slapped her hands on the low table in the center, supported the table with both hands, leaned towards Ashmida, and her dark red pupils instantly turned into dangerous vertical pupils.

"Stupid! Calm me down!! Ashmida hadn't spoken yet, but Suwako couldn't see it, so she took out a folding fan from behind her back and slammed it at the back of Kanako's head.

"Smack!"

"Hmm!"

With a muffled snort, Kanako was knocked over on the spot, and fainted on the low table.

"It's a little heavier...... "A few black lines hung down from Ashmida's head, and he said to Suwako, who had a little stomach ache and put away the folding fan indifferently.

"It's good to get used to it, you have to put such a heavy hand on this idiot." Suwako waved her hand indifferently and pushed Kanako, who was lying on the low table, to the side, and Kanako's upper body fell off the low table, and the whole person fell on the tatami mat.

"..............." Ashmida said that he was no longer able to complain, and it was better to ignore it.

"About that Gensokyo you talked about............ We'll take a closer look, thank you. Suwako bowed sincerely to Ashamida, anyway, it is an indisputable fact that she and the stupid man who fell on the tatami mat are now on the edge of the cliff, and now someone is kind enough to provide them with a way back, and they are still old friends back then, so it makes sense that she has to show something about it.

"It's nothing, if you really want to come, just pinch this thing." Ashmida casually took out a small golden judgment and handed it to Suwako, who had a strange look on his face, Ashmida's face was indifferent, and his tone naturally explained: "This contains the space technique I have set up, as long as you infuse your fingers with divine power and pinch it lightly, you can trigger the technique." And this can also be used as a token, remember to go in and see a blonde woman in a purple robe, so I handed her the gold coin. ”

"Huh? Who is that woman? Although Suwako wanted to complain about being a token for Mao is Jin Xiaoju, but she cleverly read a trace of embarrassment from Ashmida's calm expression, and she understood, and asked with some curiosity while holding back a smile and putting Jin Xiaoju away.

"It's my wife." When Ashmida picked up the teacup and wanted to drink it, he found that the teacup was empty, and he put it down with some pity, although the tea was not very good, but the person who made the tea had already melted his mind into it, and that mind was enough to sublimate this tea that was not too good. Unfortunately, Ashmida heard Suwako's question and then replied.

"What?!!" Suwako's voice of disbelief resounded over the shrine. Shunda mentioned that Sanae-chan, who was helping in the kitchen, accidentally pinched his hand because of this voice, and was looking at the reddened fingers with tears in his eyes, and the old god was comforting Sanae-chan softly, and Kanako still fell into a deep sleep (hun) (mi).

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At night, the Moriya Shrine was lively for the first time in a long time, and because of the guests, the shrine was already in the midst of a banquet at the moment.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you guy to get married~~" Kanako's cheeks flushed, she laughed heroically, one hand on Ashmida's shoulder, and the other hand waved the empty wine bottle.

"This statement is really rude, can't the old man get married or something." Ashmida's cheeks were slightly red, and he skimmed his face with some dissatisfaction, and raised his glass with one hand and drank it all. Ashmida had a pile of empty wine bottles piled up in front of his desk, and when he looked at him, he knew that he had drunk a lot too.

"Hahahaha, it's just a little unexpected, come on~~ Since you didn't invite me to drink on your wedding day, make up for it today!" Before she knew it, the empty bottle had disappeared from Kanako's hand, and she didn't know where to take a brand new bottle of soju, and after filling the empty bottle for Ashmida, she began to pour it from bottle to mouth.

"Kanako-sama, you've drunk too much, and so are you, Ashmida-sama!! Governess!! ~~" The cute little Sanae puffed out her cheeks, stared at her big moist eyes, and looked at Kanako dissatisfied, and even Ashmida, who was drinking with Kanako, was complained.

"Hahaha~~ What's the matter, Sanae-chan~~ Come on, come on, let's have a drink~~"

"Hey, hey, don't teach bad kids just kids, you goga god!!" Seeing Kanako persuading the child to drink, Ashmida couldn't help but preach to her, but was interrupted by Kanako's action of pouring alcohol.

"No Road Race~~ What are you doing so verbose, come on, drink~~"

"Really, this guy got carried away again." Suwako sighed deeply, and said helplessly to the old god who was looking at this with a smile on his face, "Please go and get some wine." ”

"Hehehe, okay, okay." The old god lord's face was full of traces left by time, and he looked at Kanako who was fighting with Ashmida with relief, "It's been a long time since I've seen Kanako-sama so happy." ”

"Indeed......" Suwako lost her mind for a moment, and then smiled faintly.

"Suwako-sama." Suddenly, the old god respectfully shouted Suwako's name.

"What?" Suwako turned his head away, and looked at the old god with a solemn face a little strangely, the serious expression on his face made Suwako suddenly have a sense of foreboding.

"I hope that after you and Kanako-sama leave, Sanae will be able to take Sanae away." The old god lord doted on Sanae, who was desperately trying to stop Kanako from drinking, and saw her jumping up and down anxiously, and a smile appeared in the corner of her eyes.

"Yes......" Suwako put down the teacup, her face was slightly dark, she looked sadly at the old and withered body of the priest, once upon a time, this body was so healthy and strong, the young priest who inherited the ancestral business and was ambitious to restore the shrine is also old.

Since Sanae's father, his son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident, the shrine that was originally full of laughter and laughter was suddenly left with two old people and babies in swaddling clothes. It's a pity that a year ago, his wife finally took the first step and left him, which hit him even harder. In fact, he didn't want to live for a long time, but he still had Sanae's concern, so he forced himself, but unfortunately, he was about to be unable to support it in the end, at least 2 to 3 years, and he would be at the last moment.

"Please take care of Sanae, please, Suwako-sama." Because he was afraid of disturbing the lively atmosphere at the moment, the old god just sat next to Suwako, but the words that carried heavy emotions made Suwako a little distracted.

"Don't worry. Sanae, we'll take care of it. Seeing that the old god lord showed a bright smile because of his promise, Suwako looked at the three people who were making a mess not far away, especially Ashmida, and decided something in his heart.