Forty minutes later, Takuya Aramura's car stopped in front of a traditional mansion. 綍

Araki Miyaaki jumped out of the car, came to the door of the main driver's seat, and looked up at the sky, "It's going to rain." ”

Takuya Aramura, who was in the main driver's seat, also looked up when he heard this.

The sky is cloudless, the sun is high and there is a little sign of rain?

"It doesn't look like it." Takuya Aramura said.

"How about a bet between the two of us?" Araki looked at him with a smile.

"How?" Takuya Aramura looked back at him.

"Bet on whether it will rain before the time of the demon today." Araki pointed to the sky, "If it rains, I'll win; If it doesn't rain, you won. "Rope

"Yes." Takuya Aramura agreed without thinking about it, "What's the bet?" ”

100% winnable bets, why not play? He likes to play this kind of bet that is sure to make a profit.

"Just bet..."Akira Araki touched his chin and thought, "Hmm..."

Soon, he figured it out and snapped his fingers.

Syllable!

"Just bet on your first-tier identity?"

"Identity?" Takushi Aramura didn't quite understand what he meant, "What identity?" "Rope

"You'll find out sooner or later." Araki Miyaaki smiled, "All in all, if you win, this identity can continue to stay; If I win, you're going to have to give up that identity. ”

Takuya Aramura was full of doubts and didn't know how to reply.

"Hmm... That's it. Araki Miyaaki stretched out his hand to him, opened his five fingers, and revealed his palm, "We use the way of the Chinese people, high-five, for an appointment." ”

Takuya Araki hesitated for a moment and stretched out his hand.

Although I don't know what the "identity" Araki Miyaaki is talking about, it won't rain anyway, no matter how it looks like the sky, as long as you don't lose, you won't lose, and it doesn't hurt to agree.

Syllable!

The two palms hit each other, and the bet was generated. 綍

"Very well, that's it." Araki Miyaaki put away his hand, and then seemed to remember something, and said to Takuya Aramura: "By the way, I forgot to tell Aramura-kun about you, as a priest, I have a little special function, such as... Manipulate the gods and let them help me with a small, localized rain or something. ”

"Yes." Taku Aramura doesn't think so. "In that case, Araki-senpai is really an excellent priest."

The implication of his words was not to praise how powerful Araki Miyaaki was, but to say that Araki Miyaaki was able to deceive himself to this extent as a clergyman, which was outrageous enough.

"Alright." Araki Miyaaki waved his hand to Takuya Aramura, "Aramura-kun continue your trip, we'll see you again." ”

"Okay, I'll see you soon." Takuya Aramura also waved his hand twice, rolled up the window, and then raised his chin at the two crows who had been nesting in the back seat, "Let's go on our way." ”

Ga –

The two crows responded immediately. 綍

"Sit down." Takuya Aramura fastened his seatbelt, stepped on the brakes, put on gear, released the brakes, and stepped on the accelerator.

Next, go to Kobe.

The tires of the car turned, and the speed became faster and faster, and after a while, it disappeared in the eyes of Akira Araki.

Araki Miyaaki stood in place, the corners of his mouth hooked a mysterious arc, let go of his throat, and muttered in a low voice: "I originally wanted you to escape this catastrophe, but in order to avenge that stitch, think about it or forget it... Well... But that's not a bad thing... Aramura-kun, you can bear this calamity..."

At this moment, the gate of the mansion was suddenly opened, and a man who looked to be thirty or forty years old walked out and bowed to Araki Miyazhao, "Araki Priest, you are finally here. ”

"Two days ago, my road there was being renovated, so it was delayed." Araki Miyaaki bowed his head and apologized to him, "I'm sorry. ”

"I don't mean to blame you." The man waved his hand again and again, "Please come in with me quickly, the head of the family is waiting for you in the main hall." "Rope

"What happened to the Takahashi family again? So anxious. ”

"That painting... The lady hasn't been out of the room for days..."

"Didn't I tell you to burn that painting?"

"This... The painting was supposed to be burned, but it was stolen by the young lady at night... So... I'm really sorry to trouble you again..."

…

At half past one in the afternoon, Takuya Aramura parked his car in a parking lot on the edge of Kyoto's urban area.

Unbuckling his seatbelt, he greeted the crow in the back seat: "Stay here, I'll go have lunch, and bring you something to eat when I come back." "Rope

Ga –

The two crows flapped their wings a few times, but did not fly.

Takuya Aramura only agreed to them, so he got out of the car and wandered around the parking lot for a while, and finally found a set meal house.

Lifting the curtain on the door, he walked straight inside, "Excuse me." ”

"Welcome." The chef in the kitchen counter, that is, the boss, bowed his head to him, "What does the gentleman want to eat?" ”

Takuya Aramura approached the kitchen counter, glanced at the menu posted on it, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he made up his mind, "Let's do this, Chicken Tang Yang Udon Noodles." ”

"Okay, please wait." The boss bent down and began to work on it. 綍

Takuya Aramura paid and paced to a corner of the store and sat down.

I'll bring something for the crows later...

He thought about it.

Why don't you just buy a whole bag of meat?

No, there is no refrigerator in the car, the meat will stink after a long time, although the crow is a carrion, but I can't stand the smell...

It's better to buy something like dried corn kernels that don't have moisture...

Well... So it was decided, the meat words... 綍

Boom——!

Suddenly, a loud bang interrupted Takuya Aramura's thoughts.

He paused for a moment and looked out of the shop.

The sky was cracked by white lightning.

Thunder?

Wait a minute... Could it be...

Bang blah 綍

It was drizzling outside.

Takuya Aramura: "..."

No way...

The rain gradually became heavier, and soon it turned into a torrential downpour.

Takuya Aramura: "..."

No... It's clear that it was sunny just now... How... Can this rain too?

If it rains, forget it... The most suffocating thing is that there is a flock of birds circling and flying on the roof of the building less than two hundred meters away from him... 綍

What does this mean? This means that he is the only one who is raining...

Could it be that Araki Miyaaki can really control the god of rain?

No way, this is absolutely impossible ... How could there be such a thing as Shikijin in this world?

Buzz –

The phone in his pocket vibrated twice.

Takuya Aramura took it out and took a look.

It was a message from Akira Arakimiya. 綍

[Aramura-kun, you should have been raining, right? 】

Takuya Aramura was silent.

He felt like his worldview was taking a violent hit...

"Excuse me."

A dry voice fell on Takuya Aramura's ears.

Takuya Aramura turned off his phone and looked around.

A thin, thin man appeared in the doorway. 綍

He wears a gray polo shirt on his upper body, a pair of brown and yellow cargo pants underneath, and a black crossbody bag on his shoulder.

Beneath the messy hair was a depressed face full of stubble.

Seeing this person, the pupils in Takuya Aramura's eyes instantly dilated.

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