After all, it is a major event involving countless human lives, and no one dares to be negligent at such a time.

Following the text message sent by the Metropolitan Police Department, the two wild Hayabusa immediately received another call to inform them to evacuate.

And that wasn't all, he looked down and there were already community workers shouting with bullhorns, and others were knocking on doors one by one, calling everyone up.

It was the middle of the night, but the town, which had been asleep early, woke up again.

After packing up some important items and belongings, Futaarahato said hello to the guy holding a bullhorn and shouted below, and then ran towards the shrine not far away.

Although the distance from his house to the shrine is not in a hurry at all, the two wild Hayato who have been a philistine all his life still ran over early, for fear that he would not be able to occupy a good position if it was too late.

It's almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

If it was the usual town of Yamashita, it should have been sleeping at this moment, leaving only a few street lamps, but now it is brightly lit, and the streets are gradually becoming more and more crowded.

Although there are a small number of young people who are not old enough to live in the city, most of them are actually local elderly people.

Looking out of the shrine, the two Ahara Hayato can find that the first people are basically young people, and they only bring themselves with them.

And the later elderly people all pulled large bags and small bags, apparently even if they were forced to enter the shrine to take refuge, they still packed up all the valuable things first.

The Land Shrine is not big, and it seems a little crowded after squeezing in so many people, and the Futara Hayato has been silently retreating into the corner.

Yamashita Town is just a small town with a population of just over 1,000, but as far as the Futara Hayato people look at it, a rough estimate is probably more than that.

There are probably no shrines in other places that can protect the people, so the government has temporarily moved all the people to Yamashita Town.

Thinking about it this way, isn't he actually quite lucky?

Futakuhara smiled, the first to enter the shrine were all familiar local faces, and the people who came in later were all unfamiliar faces.

He found that those unfamiliar faces had all come by themselves, and it was obvious that those who did not have their own cars had to wait for the unified arrangement of the local government.

If the shrine hadn't happened to be not far from his house, he'd probably be just as worried and scared as those people.

Thinking like this, the second desolate Hayato was in a slightly brighter mood.

Not because of schadenfreude, but because he found that there was still luck in his unfortunate life.

A ringtone interrupted his thoughts, and the second desolate falcon took out his phone in a bit of a panic.

It was his boss who asked him about the land shrine in Yamashita Town and asked him to take a place for him.

He agreed respectfully, but the two wild Hayato who hung up the phone couldn't help but laugh.

The boss, who didn't even bother to look at him when he was in the company, didn't expect to ask him for it.

"Sure enough, it's nothing in front of life." He sighed.

However, despite this sigh, he has already decided to sell his super safe zone cottage for a large sum of money after the housing prices in Yamashita Town skyrocket.

For others, life is more important than money, but for him, he really wants to know what the real rich life is like, and he has no regrets when he dies.

......

In the list, there are a total of ten shrines in Hachioji City that are listed as sanctuaries.

It sounds like a lot, but when it is spread over the population of 600,000, it is simply not enough to see it, not to mention that several of the shrines are super small shrines such as Yamashita Town Land Shrine, which can barely accommodate 1,000 people.

Fortunately, there are two large shrines in the downtown area of Hachioji City, and if you use all the vacant land, it will still be crowded with tens of thousands of people.

The dense flow of people converged in the direction of the shrine, like a long dragon with no end in sight.

A community police officer in a police uniform is holding a bullhorn asking those who have already entered the shrine to release large luggage to make room for more people.

The flow of people is silent, and every time a little space is squeezed out in the front, the flow of people in the back moves a little to the front.

I don't know when it suddenly began to rain in the sky, and with the night, the hairy raindrops fell in a rustle, and how many of the people below who were evacuated in an emergency were carrying umbrellas? All of a sudden, there was a surge.

The police who maintained order saw this situation and could not do anything, after all, there were only a few buildings that could hide from the rain, and there were not a few people at all.

Tens of thousands of people were almost all standing in the open space outside, and a few of them pulled out their tents at first, but they were immediately confiscated by the police on the grounds that they 'occupied space'.

Hachioji City has a population of 600,000, and the shrine can only accommodate tens of thousands of people at most, so no matter how hard you try to squeeze the space, it is impossible for everyone to squeeze into it.

The shrine is now overcrowded, but there are still a large number of people waiting outside the shrine, and there are more people who have not had time to sort out in the distance, and there are even many people hiding at home who are reluctant to leave even if the staff comes to the door......

There are too many people.

A few sobs came from the crowd from nowhere, and the crowd, which had been a little noisy, fell silent.

Emotions are contagious, and the sobs gradually become one.

Such a sad mood is obviously not conducive to the current centralized management situation, but the police, who should have stopped it, are also silent.

He couldn't think of a reason to persuade him.

At this moment, a little pale golden light rose from the main hall of the shrine, and it slowly burrowed into the low mid-air and exploded into starlight.

The light fell, covering the entire shrine and dispelling the chill brought by the raindrops.

There was a commotion in the crowd, apparently the gods enshrined at the shrine were manifesting themselves.

A middle-aged man dressed as a priest trotted out of the social office and walked over to a policeman.

"Officer of the ship, my god has just sent down an oracle, and the protection area of the divine domain has been temporarily expanded, please accommodate more people to come in."

The police were stunned when they heard this, only to find that in addition to the light rain, there was also an extremely inconspicuous film of light, which shrouded the area outside the shrine.

There was a moment of silence: "Thank you, Lord God, for your mercy." ”

He didn't believe in gods, and even if the gods had appeared before his eyes, he wouldn't believe them, but that didn't stop him from paying his respects at such times.

Apparently many people in the crowd noticed this, and silently prayed in the direction of the shrine.

"Look at that!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, followed by a series of exclamations.

A gray-white Komahoi dog with a body length of more than three meters is galloping out of the shrine.

Their sheer size and stone body make their weight exaggerated, and they feel a slight shock every time they land.

The crowd consciously squeezed out a path, but it was still a bit too narrow for a large Komachi, and it also noticed this, and jumped with force, jumping onto the wall of the shrine with the sound of breaking through the air, and strode out of the scope of the shrine.

The Komachi dog is obviously going to fight the youkai.

Watching its majestic body disappear from sight, someone lowered their heads and whispered a prayer for the dog.

The prayers grew louder and louder in the shrine, and more and more people closed their eyes and folded their hands.

One, two, ten, up to thousands, tens of thousands.

The rain was still pouring down, but it couldn't drift into the shrine anymore, and the thin divine power light curtain held up a small sky inside.

On this rainy night, no one slept.