Captain Iwashita's home.

Kamiyagawa was sitting opposite the middle-aged captain and had a good conversation.

"Abba ......"

And on the table in front of the two, the little old man was sitting cross-legged.

Captain Iwashita couldn't see his presence, but he kept an eye on Iwashita.

Earlier in the evening, when Mr. and Mrs. Asakawa rushed towards the hospital with Asakawa Hanpei in their arms, Kamiya sent the little old man to follow him to check on the situation.

Therefore, he was clear about the follow-up visits of Mayor Maruyama and Captain Iwashita.

"It's so hard that you're coming back to see me...... Oh, studying at Kyushu University, right? I haven't seen you for so long, and it's getting more and more promising! ”

"yes, yes."

Captain Iwashita was drinking warm sake, while Kamiyagawa was drinking tea, and the two of them drank sake and tea with a little boiled seafood, cup after cup.

The atmosphere was very harmonious.

Actually, Captain Iwashita couldn't understand why he wanted to receive this young man at night.

But that's what happened to the lake.

It seems that the other party is a year-old friend who has a very good relationship?

This time I came to Oguri Island, specifically to visit me?

Well...... It feels a little weird, but that's how it should be.

"That's right, Iwashita-san." Kamiyagawa sat decently, calmly took another sip of hot tea, and always held the [Thousand Silver Needle] in his left hand, "You know, I'm studying yokai, and I'm half a folklore scholar." As you told me before, the gods of Oguri Island, I care about that. ”

"I ...... before," Iwashita, who was already a little drunk, stared at Kamiya's face, his expression becoming more and more trance-like, "yes, it seems that I mentioned it to you." ”

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"You said there are two gods on your island. One wears a gorgeous red kimono, and the other has a ragged image. One is Lord Tsubare, and the other is ...... What's the name of the other one? Sorry, some forgot. ”

"Ah, that's with you, I'm going to talk so much." The drunken and hazy Iwashita nodded matter-of-factly, "But, the other one, the other one, I can't even call her name." There's not much for you to study either. ”

"Is that so?"

Captain Iwashita smacked his lips while drinking, and chattered:

"yes. You see, my uncle, he was the priest of the Red Stingray Sacrifice on this island. I also know about the two gods from him. To put it simply, if the Red Stingray appears, it will bring a good catch to the island. But if another adult had appeared, there wouldn't have been many fish in the sea. This year's harvest is so bad, I don't know if it has something to do with another adult. But it's okay, it's okay...... Hey, I mean, no, nothing. ”

"Oh." Kamiyagawa frowned slightly, "Anyway, Iwashita-san." Since your uncle is a priest, you know how to hold the red ray festival? ”

"Me? Where would I do this, I would only go out to sea to fish. ”

"That's for the best."

Kamiyagawa continued to replace wine with tea, and drank with Captain Iwashita for a while.

But nothing more useful information came up.

At this time, the [Thousand Silver Needles] in his hand had already begun to get hot.

There are a lot of "lies" that Kamiya used against Captain Iwashita tonight, and a few of them don't make sense and go directly to interfere with people's cognition.

If it weren't for the fact that he has 4 special attribute points [Spiritual Value], plus he is very skilled in the use of [1000 Silver Needles].

Captain Iwashita probably came to his senses on the spot.

However, judging from the current situation, it is estimated that after people wake up the next day after drinking, they can also react that something is wrong.

Seeing that Captain Iwashita was no longer of any use, Kamiyagawa drank the tea in his cup and got up to say goodbye.

"Ah, is this leaving? Stay at my house tonight, right? ”

Iwashita drunkenly pleased.

"No, Iwashita-san, you can have a good rest." Kamiyagawa smiled at each other.

At the same time, at Kamiya's side, the Dream Eater Tapir, which Captain Iwashita couldn't see, poked its head out.

"Poof, poof."

The tapir flicked its nose and shrouded the rocks with a blurry dream red light.

The latter staggered to the floor, and within a few seconds he was snoring loudly.

"Little tapir, affect his dreams, it's best to make him unable to tell whether drinking with me tonight is real or dreaming." Kamiya commanded.

The dream-eating tapir flicked its nose and did so.

Anyway, Iwasita is very drunk tonight, and this point can just be used.

If it drags on like this, maybe it will be three or four days before Captain Iwashita can fully react to tonight's events.

However, it is estimated that Kamiya had already left Oguri Island by that time.

"Gone."

Kamiya put away the [Thousand Silver Needles] that were already piping hot, and washed and put away the cups and bowls he had used tonight in the kitchen of the Iwashita family.

Then beckoned his own Shikimi to leave calmly from Iwashita's house.

"Abba ......"

The little old man obediently followed and left, leaving with a wistful look on his face.

Although a long time ago, he knew that his master had such a peculiar prop as [One Thousand Silver Needles] in his hand.

But no matter how many times you see the owner using this prop, you will still feel amazing.

Moreover, tonight is the highlight moment for the master to use the [Thousand Silver Needles]!

With just a few words, you can enter a stranger's house and eat and drink at will.

To be treated and treated with respect as an honored guest.

That's too strong!

Worthy of the host!

I wish I could be like my master, and I could be valued and respected by everyone......

……

The rolling mountains and forests of Oguri Island.

Under a towering fir tree, there is a potholed clearing.

Large pieces of rotting branches and leaves were piled on the ground, yellow and black.

Next to the ancient tree, a stone statue with a round head and a round head is standing, and the red silk scarf around the neck looks particularly bright in a bleak winter environment.

This is where the eight-foot woman rests.

Every time she rests, she chooses a different position.

However, the eight-foot woman had marked the pendulum held by Shikanoya to ensure that the little jc could find himself through the pendulum at any time.

"So, you're coming to me? But I remember yesterday that I told you not to have any more contact with that man. ”

An eight-foot adult in a white hat and a white skirt stood on the edge of the cedar tree, and asked Kanoya in a gentle tone.

She looked slightly tired, perhaps not getting enough rest.

"Something happened...... And, Lord Eight Feet, I think that Wheel of Fortune is a good man! ”

Shikanoya said.

Because she really didn't listen to Lord Eight-Foot, she didn't have so much confidence when she replied, and she was a little unreasonable.

However, looking up from the perspective of Shikanoya standing, the face of the eight-foot adult is completely obscured by his chest.

So much so that they haven't talked to each other until now, and they haven't had much eye contact.

That's fine, otherwise Kanoya would feel guilty.

"Yukino, don't trust others so easily. You say he's a soul slayer who removes evil and weirdness, right? This trip to Oguri Island is for the sake of Lord Akama. ”

"Well, that's what he said, and he's got his papers."

"Then how do we know if he will be my enemy?"

"No, it won't! You've never done anything bad, Lord Eight! The Wheel of Fortune certainly wouldn't do that. Lu Yewu hurriedly shook his head, the broken hair in his ears swayed, and his tone was inexplicably firm.

The eight-foot woman didn't reply, but helplessly reached out and gently stroked the top of Luyeya's head.

Xue Nai's child is indeed a little simpler, after all, he is only 14 years old.

But her attitude towards that stranger is now very different from last night's.

Is it so easy to fall to outsiders?

I'm really worried that this child will be abducted when he grows up......

Seeing that Lord Eight Feet did not speak, Shikanoya carefully continued to add: "He said that Lord Eight Feet, you are not an ally of Red Ray, and you will definitely agree to meet with him." ”

The eight-foot woman remained silent for a while, and after a long while, she nodded, "Hmm." ”

The outlander, whose strength is unknown, has appeared on the island, and both sides are aware of each other's existence.

In addition, Yukino's child has been in full contact with that person.

The eight-foot woman seemed to have no other choice.

See you.

……

After receiving a call from Kanoya, it took about ten minutes for Kamiyagawa, who had just finished a late-night snack, to rush to the foot of the oil fir tree in the mountain forest.

Here, he finally officially met the weird talk behind the little JC.

She is a tall and abnormal woman with a white hat and white dress.

Dressed in white, it flutters in the wind, and stands out even in the night.

Like a soft white moonlight.

The face of this strange story is very beautiful, even though the body is tall and inhuman, but it is still full of charm of a mature woman.

Her eyes are bright, silky, and seductive. On the lips of the glossy lips, there is a cinnabar-colored beauty mole, charming and charming.

Up and down, there is a mature aroma of woody tones.

She gives people the feeling of being like a fully ripe peach, juicy and full of juice, and even a glance will feel full of temptation.

"The strange talk behind the deer field house is actually an eight-foot girl."

At the first glance of this tall and strange talk, Kamiya can confirm the identity of the other party without the need for a reminder from "Strange Tale of Things".

After all, her physical features are just too obvious.

The strange talk of the eight-foot woman is too famous.

After seeing the eight-foot girl, Kamiya immediately understood why Shikanoya was drawing a book.

I'm afraid that her manuscript cartoon was not drawn for an eight-foot woman!

No wonder it's a theme of young boys and mature women.

"So, this is a lustful eight-foot woman...... The kind that has strange quirks and needs for little boys. But this eight-foot woman should be a little special. ”

Kamiyagawa's head is lively, and he quickly understands the relationship between the eight-foot girl and Shikanoya.

You know, there are also a certain number of little boys on Oguri Island.

If the eight-foot woman wants to simply satisfy her desires, she can just attack them directly.

But this eight-foot woman is getting a comic book that meets her preferences from Kanoya. If she had done it to the little boy on the island, she wouldn't have needed it at all, and the practice would be over. So the book drawn by Kanoya is a meal replacement for this eight-foot woman? ”

If things are as Kamiya guessed.

Then the evaluation of the eight-foot girl and the deer noya in his heart has been raised a lot-

One restrains his desires through a book meal replacement.

The other protects the virginity of the boys on the island by drawing a notebook.

It's weird!

But it's all remarkable......

"Good evening, Mr. Soul Hunter."

When the eight-foot woman saw Kamiyagawa, she bent her knees slightly and raised her skirt to salute.

The body that is so tall that it is obviously inhuman is unexpectedly elegant when doing this movement.

According to the background story of the eight-foot girl, she should be the "Oriental sister" of the slender ghost, which may be why she is so skillful in performing Western-style salutes.

"Good evening, Lord Eight-Foot."

Kamiyagawa looked up at the eight-foot woman, his expression was calm, and he directly said the other party's name.

And Shikanoya, who introduced the eight-foot adult to meet Kamiyagawa, was standing behind the eight-foot woman at this time, hanging her head and kicking the pebble.

It doesn't look like he's going to join the conversation.

The eight-foot woman's gaze, which was so soft that it seemed to be able to draw, stuck to Kamiyagawa's face, her gaze became hot, and the cinnabar mole on her lips was even more enchanting:

"Mr. Soul Slayer, after I officially met you, I regret that I deliberately avoided you before."

"Oh? Why? ”

“po~po~po~”

The eight-foot woman made her signature voice, and her tall body leaned slightly towards the Kamiya River:

"Because, you're so much more delicious than I thought you would."

As soon as these words were spoken, one of Kamiya's hands directly touched the hilt of the [Banshee].

I even plan to directly summon Shikigami to come.

And Lu Yewu, who was originally standing casually on the side, raised his head suddenly: "Ahem! Eight Feet ...... My lord? ”

Something is wrong.

The reaction of the eight-foot adult after seeing the wheel of fortune seems a little strange?

She's not usually like that.

The eight-foot adult has always been a mature and gentle, and the image of a beautiful big sister with decent manners in the heart of the little JC.

Although she has a strange nature, she has always been very well suppressed.

But how do you feel, after seeing the wheel of fortune, Lord Eight, it seems to be ...... It seems like...... Something that was suppressed was suddenly released.

And it exudes a book atmosphere?

Because of his talent and drawing a lot of manga, Kanoya has a strange sensitivity to this aspect.

Could it be that Lord Eight is interested in the Wheel of Fortune?

No!

Sober up, Eight-Foot Lord!

Harvest it!

How do I feel like love is in your eyes?

If it's like this, then I usually draw so many books, aren't they all in vain!

And, shouldn't your liking be for little boys?

Even if the Wheel of Fortune is handsome, it doesn't look small!

Why the hell is this happening!?

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Soul Slayer."

The eight-foot woman didn't seem to care about Shikanoya's reminder at all, and looked at Kamiya with her eyes like water, her face sickly crimson:

"I have no ill will towards you. It seems to me that the little boy is past the tasting period at the age of 13, and at the age of 18 he is completely spoiled. But if it were you, it would be delicious for a long, long time, right? ”