Strange talk about the world.

Flower bell trickery.

Kamiyagawa came here with the newly built Joy Shrine.

"Then the next step is to put the statue of Mary in the small shrine."

According to Satoru, as a perfect and innovative shrine, the Joy Shrine does not necessarily need to be worshipped, and human cognition alone can condense a power similar to the belief in incense.

Anyway, for now, there will definitely be no one to worship Mary.

So her shrine can be placed anywhere for the time being.

Anyway, the shrine is a small shrine after all, so if you really want to change places in the future, it won't be too much trouble to move.

Kamiyagawa carefully lifted the statue, which was similar in silhouette to Mary, and passed through the arch of the shrine and placed it in the temple.

The statue of the god has just been erected.

The red bones and Fu carp scales in the temple were sensitive, the red bones shimmered, and the scales dotted everywhere were more colorful.

The rope in the corridor outside shook slightly, and the magpie velvet hanging from it swayed with it.

The prayer bell rings with a crisp and pleasant sound.

This shrine was originally built for Miss Mary of the Kamiya family, but because the gods returned to their places, they were shrouded in a sense of joy and Fury, which was otherworldly.

Even the Kamiya River, who leaned over in front of the small shrine, was infected by this breath, and his mood became extremely comfortable and refreshed.

"From today onwards, Mary is an Aragami with a shrine. The next step is to work hard to earn faith for her. ”

Kamiya thought to himself.

Then I saw a mist around Mary's shrine that was softly swinging out and spreading in all directions.

White origami birds swirl in the mist, singing nursery rhymes with childish tones.

The fog dispersed more and more, illuminating the entire cherry blossom forest in a blood-colored color.

All of the blood mist centered around Kamiya began to spin, leaving a small swirling clearing around him.

"Hello, I'm Miss Mary."

A black and red gothic dress swayed, and Mary stepped on the red mist and appeared in front of Kamiyagawa.

"Mary, you have a shrine. From this day forward, you are a true god. Kamiyagawa smiled at Mary.

He noticed that Mary did not use electronic devices to speak this time.

Rather, it is through oneself to speak.

This has happened before.

Flattering.

Mary may have developed the ability to speak on her own a long time ago, but she didn't like to speak very much all along.

"Next, I'll help you get the ...... of faith," Kamiyagawa continued.

And Mary still didn't say anything, and the retro boots stepped on the mud of the cherry blossom forest, and slowly walked to Kamiya.

Stay close to him.

You can smell the familiar, rose-mixed benzoin smell of Mary.

"With faith, you can ......" Kamiya sensed something and stopped speaking to outline the grand picture, "Uh, what's wrong?" ”

"Mary, I'm listening."

Miss Mary's gaze under the transparent black veil was gentle, and she still spoke by herself.

Usually she doesn't have much expression, like a real doll. But only when facing Kamiya, the expression becomes vivid.

"I know you're listening, but you seem to have something to say."

"Mary, feel happy. This sentiment ...... It's happy, I feel it. Mary said this, and gently took Kamiya's right hand.

Her hands were soft and cold.

But it's cold, and it seems to be a little warmer than before.

"Are you happy because you have a company?" Kamiya smiled lightly and asked her.

"Like, no." Mary took Kamiya's hand and lifted it to her chest, "Mary is becoming, more like you." ”

As she spoke, she pressed Kamiyagawa's right hand on her chest.

"Mary's heart is beating."

"Uh......"

I'm sorry.

I don't feel like it.

Your heartbeat may be blocked......

Kamiyagawa silently moved his hand up a few points on Mary's heart.

Now it's okay.

He did feel the sound of Mary's powerful and steady heartbeat.

Mary didn't stop Kamiya's small movements, but just moved her body a few closer to him.

Under the full moon of the strange world, in the blood-red cherry blossom forest.

The skin of the two touched, and Mary's hair touched Kamiyagawa's cheeks and the tip of his nose.

It's a little itchy.

Moreover, the aggressive scent of Mary became clearer.

Then, she lifted her free hand and pressed it lightly against Kamiya's chest.

"Just like you."

"Well, the same."

"Your heart is beating faster." Mary said softly.

Kamiyagawa: ......

You're almost completely in my arms, and I'm not Megumi Yanagishita, so it's strange that my heart doesn't beat fast, right?

Mary's heart beat faster. It's nice and happy. Are you happy too? ”

"Hmm......" Kamiyagawa didn't resist Mary's ignorant intimacy, but raised his head slightly, looked at the moon in the sky that was half covered by the red mist, and thought for a moment before speaking, "Why do you want to be like me?" ”

"Because Mary doesn't understand you."

"Huh?"

"Mary and Satoru are not the same. Mary didn't feel ...... Sentiment. A lot of times, Mary doesn't understand, doesn't understand what you're talking about, doesn't understand what you're thinking. Mary didn't understand. ”

"I'm more special."

"If they can feel your emotions too, everyone can. All the while, only Mary couldn't. ”

"Hmmm......"

"Mary wants to become more like you. I don't want to, I've been a doll all the time. The doll will be abandoned. ”

"I will not abandon you."

"Never?"

"Never."

"Have you been playing with Mary?"

"All the time. As long as you don't ...... Too rough. ”

"Mary, it's a pleasure."

The black veil rubbed against Kamiya's chest and robe, making a subtle sound of rustling.

Kamiya felt a soft and slightly cool two-petal touch, and gently pressed against his neck.

Kiss.

He lowered his head, his chin brushing lightly over Mary's coiled hair.

Then the Mary in her arms dissipated, and the thick blood mist that swirled around the two of them slowly faded away.

"Big Husband、いつか大Husband になる......"

Kamiyagawa's cell phone rang.

The phone is automatically connected.

Unlike usual, a familiar voice with a less cold tone came out with the sound of electricity:

"Rustle...... Hello, I'm Miss Mary. Rustling...... I will always be there for you. ”

The red mist cleared, and the moonlight was bright.

……

The real world.

Located at Kamiya's home in Arakawa-ku.

Kamiyagawa woke up from the bed and sat quietly in front of the bed for a while.

At this moment, the purple-white undergarment silently sketched out from his side.

Pranya appeared in the bedroom in a hover.

"Prajna?"

"Tsk."

A look of extreme disdain appeared on Prajna's cold face.

Smiles and jealousy wrap around her waist, floating up and down, lifelike.

Then, with a flick of the cuffs.

The blue-faced, fanged smiling ghost face flew out with a roar, and opened its mouth to bite Kamiyagawa's nose.

With Kamiya's current skills, he can completely dodge this level of "attack".

With muscle memory alone, his body had dodging movements, but after a few tenths of a second, it stabilized again.

The laughing ghost face bit him impartially.

"It hurts, hey."

"Snort."

Pranya crossed his hands in front of his chest and snorted coldly with a side face.

The pain is right.

I'm angry when I see your face that beckons cats and dogs!

"Yikes!"

At this time, the seat of the red and white kimono appeared.

Babbling to stop the "parents from fighting".

Prajna looked at the seat and fell back to the floor from the air, landing on his feet.

Then he took Zashi's hand and went out.

Gone, Fubao.

We're going to ignore this guy for at least two days.

"Ahh

Shikiho probably didn't want to leave right away, and probably wanted to help Kamiyagawa rub his nose or something.

But he was pulled by Prajna and had to leave with him.

In the end, when he walked out of the door, he turned his head and blinked his big eyes, giving the old father a reliable look of "I'll stabilize the little mother".

Don't quarrel.

The harmony of this big family is guarded by me!

Kamiyagawa: ......

Treasure ...... You're a great treasure for your father.

In other words, how can she look ...... was wronged to run away from home with his daughter.

Probably really angry.

Of course, as a shikijin, it is impossible for Prajna to really run away from home.

Kamiyagawa could feel her and Zashiki's breath as they moved downstairs to the kitchen.

"I'll have to go down to her later, and let her put out the fire again."

It's so hard to think of a bowl of water......

……

Kamiyagawa leaves the room.

I didn't immediately go to find Prajna, who was obviously angry.

Instead, he went straight to the study.

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter." Satoru's voice sounded inside.

There are no lights in the study.

The curtains were drawn tightly.

Only the glow of the game screen on the TV flickered.

"Aren't you afraid of being blind?" Kamiya raised his hand to turn on the light.

"If you want to take care of it, I like it. And, I'm weird. Don't underestimate the weird talk. ”

Satoru was alone in his room at this time, kneeling on the carpet and playing games.

I was so focused that I didn't look back.

"Yours is physiologically closer to human beings, right?"

"Why do you look like a verbose old man......" Satoru turned his head impatiently, stopped in the middle of his sentence, and then bared his tiger teeth and laughed mockingly, "What's the matter with your nose?" Ahahahaha! I was bitten when I wanted to plot against someone? ”

“…… Don't ask so much about children. ”

"Slightly! Burst! Wu closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue, his tone disdainful, "You deserve it, who cares about you." ”

"I'm down to business." Kamiya coughed dryly, "Mary's Joy Shrine has been built. ”

"Oh? Is it so fast? ”

"Well, the god craftsman is very reliable. Then two days ago, wasn't the leather case I ordered also delivered? The equipment has also arrived, and the live broadcast I told you before ......"

"I've already understood the process, so just wait and see me kill all sides."

……

Go-chan's holster debuted on the second day.

In terms of software and hardware, Kamiya is fully equipped.

Because Wu is positioned as a live game broadcast, the computer configuration purchased is very high.

Make sure that when running a game like King of the Rings, there are no stutters during the stream.

For better motion capture and audio recording, the camera and microphone are also high-end.

The holster is even more professional painter and modeling, and it is directly on the 3D one.

The cost of a complete set of live broadcast configurations and leather cases cost nearly 800,000 yen.

Moreover, Kamiya is also planning to find a famous artist or writer to produce a new image of Mary or a manga.

The more money you have to invest.

Spending money like this is like running water, and the huge amount of money owed to the Onizuka side will not be able to be repaid for a long time.

But don't really say it, the money is a lot of money, and the quality of the leather case received is really high.

The facial expressions are rich and vivid.

As for the image of "Mary holster", it is cute and cute, but it is ...... with the shape of Mary of the Kamiya family It can't be said that it is exactly the same, but it can only be said that it is irrelevant.

It doesn't matter at all.

Kamiya even did it deliberately.

Anyway, Jue said that as long as Mary's name is corresponded to "joy" and "good luck", the joy society can harvest the incense of faith.

And because the shrine is enshrined in the statue of Mary.

In the whole world, only Mary of the Kamiya family can receive the faith provided by "joy" and "good luck".

In the evening, Satoru sat down in front of the new computer.

Open the OBS streaming software, debug it, and then log on to the newly registered YouTube account.

Go-chan is originally a strange talk of the new generation of public opinion, and it is "derived from digital", and it has a little ability related to electronic devices.

These things are not difficult for her, and she can quickly master them after simple learning.

The live stream is on.

"Moxi~Mo~West~ This is Miss Mary, Mary-chan. It's officially born online today, so take care of it. ”

Satoru said this to the camera in front of the camera in the empty live broadcast room.

After waiting for a while, no one came in the live broadcast room.

Satoru didn't care too much about that, either.

was originally a newly launched personal virtual anchor, no matter how beautiful the holster is, it is not a top matter, and it is normal to have no traffic when it first starts broadcasting.

Anyway, the idea of starting a live broadcast was come up with by Kamiyagawa.

Even if it fails, it can only show that Brother-in-law Miscellaneous Fish is too stupid.

It has nothing to do with me.

"Hmph~"

Satoru, who was sitting in an artificial mechanics chair, shook his white silk toes that couldn't touch the ground, and opened the game comfortably.

"King of the Rings", activated!

Satoru takes care of himself and begins his journey through the junction in the game.

On the desktop in front of her, there were two monitors.

On one side is the output of the game screen, and on the other side is the background of the live broadcast.

After about half an hour of playing, Satoru controls a character who is killed by two Crucible Knights in the Hero's Graveyard.

"Damn! Dead again! Handsome Miyazaki, you're too mean! ”

Xiao Wu, who was suffering madly, was extremely annoyed and cried bitterly.

She put the handle down and glanced at the display in the live broadcast room.

I didn't pay attention to it before, and a few people came in sporadically in the live broadcast room.

And there are a few barrages floating by-

"Miss Mary? Urban legend? You seem to be working on a very new leather case, but the quality looks good. ”

"Anchor, you should talk more, right?"

"First Sight, Cute, Single Push."

Satoru withdrew her gaze from the monitor, she obviously didn't have any idea of interacting with the audience in the live broadcast room.

She won't go to please humans who watch live broadcasts, which is what she said to Kamiya before.

So, Satoru snorted, picked up the handle again, and once again started his journey of suffering in the "Hero's Cemetery" in earnest.

(End of chapter)