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Onizuka: "What do you mean?" β
Kamiyagawa: "My master only taught me the technique of removing spirits, but he did not teach me the theory of removing spirits. Before this year, I didn't have any experience or experience of removal. So, I'm really just starting the road. β
"Your master, why are you doing this?"
"I don't know, maybe he has some special considerations of his own."
Kamiyagawa once again moved out of his "master in a quantum superposition state" as a shield.
Such an excuse, even if it is an uncle, it is believed for seven or eight points.
Not to mention the more simple-minded Onitsuka little witch.
After a few words, she successfully believed in Kamiyagawa's evil, and her attitude towards her speech became enthusiastic and energetic again.
Ate it for a while.
Onizuka Kirita Hotaru suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked up at Kamiyagawa.
Kamiya was a little uncomfortable: "What's the matter, big guy?" β
"Don't call me a big guy, a big guy, I'll blush too." The little witch shook her head and shook the chopsticks in her hand, "You are a quasi-B-level fat powder fairy who breaks through alone, obviously you are the big guy." β
Kamiyagawa walked alone in the dark alley, and finally broke the fat powder fairy.
Onizuka, who participated in the battle against the town of Customs, must have known about it.
"That's not true. And it's not like I broke it directly, but I was helped by strange people. Kamiyagawa stuck to his previous reasoning.
took the credit for breaking the fat powder fairy, and divided a large part of it to his vest.
"It's also very powerful to be able to hold that fat powder fairy for so long."
"That's right, I accept your compliments. By the way, what did you want to say at first? β
"Oh, that's it...... I've heard you're a cultivator, right? The little witch came back to her senses, she had just stared at Kamiyagawa, and she had just thought of this.
"That's right."
"Then you're the kind of spirit control you use like Mr. Yucheng......?"
"No, we're different. Well, my Shikigami doesn't need to make up for demons at night. β
"That's good, ah no, I mean...... Are there any other people who use other spiritual arts? β
"Yes, there are still some, anyway, my master taught me." Kamiyagawa responded briefly, and then changed the subject, "By the way, I have a question for you too." β
"What?"
"Since you're a shrine maiden, why didn't you wear a shrine maiden costume during the previous two days?"
"It's inconvenient to wear a shrine maiden costume, so how can you wear it when you're fighting?"
"I see."
"Oh? Do you want to see it? The little witch blinked, "What do I look like in a shrine maiden costume?" β
"I'm a little curious, but I generally want to see it."
"Oh......"
β¦β¦
Dinner with Onizuka Kirita was quite fun.
After eating, the two walked around the "Marumatsu" restaurant for a while, exchanged lines, and then separated normally.
The little shrine maiden will go back to Kanagawa tomorrow.
The next afternoon.
Kamiya is on the Line, and he receives a message from Onizuka who has returned home-
"I'll show you the cats of our shrine!"
"[Picture]"
"It's called Dango, it's a cute kid, right? There are a lot of cats near our shrine. β
In the photo, you can see the shrine with white walls, blue tiles, and bright vermilion outlining the wall lines.
A huge rope made of straw hangs high above the main gate of the shrine, and several ema and brass wind chimes hang under the rope.
In the center of the picture is a corner of the shrine's wooden corridor.
A big orange cat with the size of a small gas canister is turning its belly and snoozing in the sun.
A little witch dressed in a white hakama, wearing a white foot bag, and tying her long black hair with white sandalwood paper, squatted next to the orange cat and reached out to rub its furry belly.
I have to say that the onizuka in the witch costume is really good-looking.
Kamiya looked at the photo for a while and typed, "Who took it for you?" β
On the side of the little witch of the ghost mound, she came back with several messages in a row:
"You're very disappointed!"
"Of course, I took it on my own tripod."
"After I returned to the shrine, it took me a long time to pose to get this one satisfying.,It's very hard! The dumplings are going to be impatient. β
"And, that's not the point. You should politely compliment me on my good looks! β
Kamiyagawa looked at the little witch's reply, just laughed, and then replied, "It's beautiful." In addition, it's time for dango to lose weight. β
Onizuka: "Dango said you don't have to worry about it. [Angry expression of a cat of unknown significance]"
casually chatted with the little witch for a few more daily words, just like the previous private chat through the forum.
After that, Kamiya turned off the screen of his phone and sighed:
"I really met a very interesting person."
β¦β¦
γ The interaction with the little witch is just an interesting dose of spice in Kamiyagawa's life.
At least for now.
After that, another day passed peacefully.
It was time for Kamiyagawa to leave for Osaka Nara to open a map.
Nara.
It is the birthplace of ancient Japanese civilization.
Nara is a low-profile version of Chang'an, which imitated the layout of Chang'an in China more than 1,000 years ago, and built the capital of the time, Heijokyo.
Therefore, this also has the Suzaku Gate and the Zichen Palace. In addition, the two most important temples here, one was built for the monk Jianzhen, and the other was built to commemorate Master Xuanzang.
The streets and alleys are strange, and the ancient style is strong.
However, this unique city is not the end of this trip to Kamiya.
He was going to Mt. Horen Saho, located in the northeastern part of Nara Prefecture.
This is where the deserted Nara Dream Land is located.
The abandoned park is quite far from the city, so you can get off the plane and take the tram, and then you can only rely on taxis if it is convenient.
It's expensive.
Thanks to the recent efforts of Kamiya to rely on Uncle Yuki and the official Soul Eradicator Organization, he has made a lot of money.
The taxi stopped five kilometres from the abandoned park and was reluctant to continue.
The driver stopped the clock and drove for almost 20 kilometers for 10,000 yen.
Kamiya took out the money a little painfully.
After collecting the money, the driver just glanced at Kamiyagawa, and then said nothing, turned the car around and left.
In Japan, a country where people are polite and friendly on the surface, but in fact people are relatively indifferent, there is not much communication between strangers.
After seeing the taxi leave, Kamiyagawa took out his mobile phone and confirmed the marking point of the map: "Five kilometers on foot, it's really a bit far." β
He arrived at Mt. Lotus Saho at one o'clock in the afternoon, when the autumn tiger sun was blazing.
Hiking in the wild on a hot day is really not pleasant.
But it can't be helped, the most important thing is to open a new map.
β¦β¦
Walked a kilometer in the sun.
There are no pedestrians visible on the roads along the way
Kamiyagawa took out a bottle of water from the [Mirage Cloth Bag] and stood on the side of the road and filled most of the bottle.
"Alive." He breathed a sigh of relief.
I was about to continue my journey to the map when I heard the sound of a car from behind.
I saw a seven-seater Toyota slowly driving towards and stopping beside Kamiya.
Moments later, the driver's window rolled down.
Inside was a young man with yellow hair and a tattoo on his arm: "Hey, little brother, you still look like a student, right?" What are you doing in a place like this? β
Kamiyagawa stood next to the car.
After the Toyota appeared, the mobile phone in his hand vibrated a little.
There is a notification of "Strange Tales of Things" popping up.
He glanced at the notice quietly, and then glanced through the cockpit window rolled down by the Toyota, and there were four or five other young people in the car.
They look a bit like backpackers, urban explorers who are on the same trip as Kamiyagawa.
"I'll walk around here." Kamiya silently put away his phone.
"Turn, there's nothing better here, is it? Further on, there is only a huge abandoned amusement park. The windows of the second row of the seven-seater were slowly rolled down.
There sat a woman in a peaked cap, twenty-four or five, with an ordinary appearance and heavy makeup.
"Well, I'm going to Nara Dreamland." Kamiya began to talk to the stranger in the car.
As soon as these words were spoken.
The young people in the Toyota were laughing, filled with a cheerful air.
Huang Mao: "Little brother, that place is not what you should be exploring at your age, is it?" And you're only one person, and you're going to be in danger. β
Cap Woman: "If you must go, why don't you come with us?" My brothers and sisters are going to play there, too, and you can take care of it with us. β
The people in the car are not against this.
As he spoke, the Toyota door was pulled open.
Kamiya didn't hesitate at all, showing the smiling face of a harmless male high school student, and raised his feet to get into the car: "Then thank you, brothers and sisters." β
He sat in the last row of three people in a seven-seater car.
There was also a girl in her early twenties with short hair sitting next to her.
After getting into the car, Kamiya could confirm that the group of young people who were also going to Nara Dreamland were a group of five.
Two women and three men.
The Toyota restarts and drives forward.
It's cool in the car, it's cool and shady, and it's much better than basking in the sun outside.
But Kamiya, who was in the back row, glanced at the first row and found that the vehicle's air conditioner was not turned on at all. ΟΟ.net
"Naw. Little brother, it's about ten minutes to drive from the abandoned park, and you'll be there in a while. Are you going to have a snack? β
This group of young adventurers in the car
γ , the appearance is a little bad, but the person is very good, and he warmly greets Kamiyagawa for snacks.
Kamiya was not polite, and casually took a bottle of drink and a bag of potato chips.
He quietly flipped through the snacks.
Well, that's good.
The drinks and potato chips look fine, but the production date is all ten years ago.
Kamiya definitely wouldn't eat it, so he naturally put the snack on the edge of his seat.
A few people in the car didn't care why he didn't eat.
They just walked all the way, laughing and laughing. Kamiya, who was sitting in the back seat, also laughed with them, prostituting the vehicle and the air conditioner in vain, and approached the destination.
I drove about two kilometers.
Huang Mao, who was in the driver's seat, suddenly threw out a topic to Kamiya: "That's right, little brother." If you want to go to Nara Dreamland, you must have heard of it, right? It is said to be an urban haunt. β
The cap woman added: "I heard that you can hear laughter in an amusement park where no one is around; Abandoned rides that are not powered will suddenly start at night. β
"Of course I've heard of it, I'm here for those urban legends." Kamiyagawa sat calmly in the back row, calm.
"That's right." The originally friendly tone of the cap girl changed, and her tone became strange, a little stiff, and a strange prolonged tone, "Little brother, do you believe those urban legends are true?" Do you believe that there are strange things in this world? β
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As if to match her speech, the seven-seater Toyota came to an emergency stop on the road.
Kamiyagawa, who was in the back row, sat up straight again, glanced at the five people in the same row, and slowly spoke: "I believe it." β
The rest of the people stopped talking.
It seems to be a little cold in the car.
It was so cold that people shivered.
"Woo-woo-"
At this time, the short-haired girl who was also sitting in the back row began to sob, and she trembled and cried: "It's gone, it's gone...... I can't find ...... I can't find it! β
Kamiyagawa touched a [Thunder Intertwined Coin] and sandwiched it between his fingers: "What are you looking for, sister?" I can help you. β
"Woo-"
The girl cried louder and louder, her voice hoarse, and her short-haired head began to rise slowly.
I detach myself from the body and rise.
Her head, like a hydrogen balloon, rose to the roof of the car, floating up and down. At the same time, he continued to cry: "My head! I can't find my head, why is it missing! β
"My head, my head...... Find me, find me! β
The rest of the car shouted as well.
Their necks seemed to be neatly cut by a sharp thread, and their bodies remained in their seats, but their heads floated up like balloons.
After being pressed against the roof, it also jumps up and down in small increments elastically.
As for Huang Mao in the driving position, his situation is different from that of several others.
The head did not rise as a balloon, but it was disconnected unneatly, and blood flowed from the neck.
The head that fell was held by his hands.
"Titicacaβ" he opened his mouth wide, making a muffled voice, "balloons, balloons...... The balloon is crying and barking! β
After that, the eyes on the yellow hair's head oozed blood, and he stared vacantly at Kamiyagawa, who was sitting in the back row: "Let's go!" Don't want to be like us, just leave immediately! β
Wow β
The doors of the seven-seater Toyota slammed open.
"Oh?"
Kamiyagawa raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Looking at the other "people" in the car, it seems that they do not mean to take the initiative to attack themselves.
"It's kind of interesting, do you want me to go?"
The coin in Kamiya's hand had already had a dark blue arc jumping, but it was extinguished by him.
The horror and noise in the car continued.
But after two or three seconds, all sound stopped abruptly.
Because he was sitting in the back row, the boy who looked a little weak also had strange changes around him.
"Boomβ"
A huge white-purple figure with a hideous smiling mask appeared from his side, huddled in the carriage, staring at everyone.
Outside the carriage.
There was the sound of a hard heel stomping on the ground.
Click.
You can see the surging red breath, which is boiling outside the car door.
Then, a slender white hand slammed into the open door.
A girl in a red and black gothic dress dragged a huge machete and stood straight at the door of the car: "Hello. I'm Miss Mary. β
The four floating heads, as well as the yellow hair holding the head in front of them, all stopped making sounds, and were as quiet as little chickens.
They didn't dare to move.
Even shivering.
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