In order not to interfere with the "actual battle" that was about to begin, Kamiyagawa took the younger brothers of the hearse group to retreat a little.

Tsurumi Aoi is more proficient in using the three-foot fight, and now he has also preliminarily mastered the use of Ayu's breath, which can combine the extraordinary breathing rhythm with his own actions, plus he also has Nanquan in his hand.

This configuration is many times more gorgeous than when Kamiyagawa was suffering in the novice village.

There's no reason why the little apprentice can't beat two weak monsters who don't have a rating.

However, just in case, Kamiyagawa condensed his eyes and touched the [Banshee].

"Woo."

"Hee-hee."

The two headless Joy Boys writhed their bodies in convulsions, their uniforms and exposed skin swaying white and hideous in the direct light of the ghost car's headlights.

They quickly locked onto Tsurumi Aoi, crying, laughing, and screaming, and charging in a strange posture that humans would not be able to do.

"My body...... There is no blessing. ”

Faced with two strange and strange stories that almost rushed madly without being prepared at all, Tsurumi's breathing became disordered again.

Before that, she had no experience in retreating from strange stories at all.

And the blessed power in her body has not yet been restored.

Although Tsurumi Aoi has frequent collisions, he has always been well protected by the blessing of the Great Black Sky. So much so that this sensitive girl will have some negative latent consciousness in her heart - "I can't do anything without blessings." ”

"Woo!"

Tsurumi was still hesitating, and the one who rushed faster among the two Xiqi boys, the pale and dazzling silhouette of the uniform, had quickly enlarged in her vision.

"I ......"

I've always been an unsuccessful person.

I can't learn the magic at home, I'm sorry for my mother's expectations, and I can't afford to share the work in the temple for my father, so I can't become a decent soul removalist.

All along, he has always been like an abandoned stray dog, only looking at self-pity and self-paralysis, only curling up and licking the wounds on his body in a dark corner.

The girl's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and a word in her hand began to hum dissatisfiedly.

"Hee-hee!"

The Joy Boy rushed closer.

Tsurumi could already smell the strong smell of blood on the other party's body.

Under the harsh pale light, the approaching twisted body, and the headless neck, empty and weird.

Tsurumi Aoi is a kendoke practitioner who has defeated many other kendo practitioners who are much larger than herself, but it's weird......

Can you really defeat such a twisted and terrifying monster on your own?

In a trance, Tsurumi Aoi heard the teacher's voice coming from not far away: "Tsurumi, fight the enemy with a knife." ”

The voice, calm, steady.

Not encouragement, not an order, just a simple statement.

It's the same as what I heard in the teacher's special kendo class during this time.

"Teacher, he's still looking at me."

Ahh

Inhale.

The flow of time seems to slow down.

Tsurumi Aoi's hands strained and clenched the handle of the knife in his hand violently.

The humming sound of a text instantly cleared up a little.

The girl's confused eyes became clear and sharp, she was not a cowardly person in her bones.

As long as you do it as usual, as you have practiced countless times, as Kamiya-sensei has taught.

Huh-

Exhale.

Tsurumi Aoi's right foot stepped forward, and with a sudden force, the blade of a word drew a light arc in the air, and the indigo knife light flickered, forming a visual effect like cutting through the space.

The knife she swung out was faster and more powerful than she had expected.

Burst.

The sharp blade slashed into the shoulder blade of the Xiqi Boy, and unexpectedly did not encounter any resistance, and slashed smoothly like cutting a piece of tofu.

The distorted, weird figure was suddenly cut in two in Tsurumi Aoi's sight.

Cold blood burst out from the blade and spilled onto Tsurumi Aoi's hair and cheeks.

Her pupils tightened.

Is that actually the case?

Is that all?

It turns out that the strange talk of the terrible appearance is not as difficult to defeat as imagined for the unblessed self.

A successful blow, a crisp and neat slash.

Buzz –

A word hummed happily, and above the blade that was originally indigo, a crimson aura overflowed.

Those red gases trickle like spring water.

The blade brought wind pressure on top of it, and the hem and hair of Tsurumi Aoi were raised. She felt her breathing easier than ever, her limbs were filled with kind power, and the blood in her body was boiling and flowing!

"Woo!"

In an instant, the second Joy Boy rushed in front of him.

For Tsurumi Aoi, who already has a feeling of retreating from the strange story, there is a strange talk like a headless high school student, there is one or two, and the result is the same.

Step forward and slash upwards.

The blade that had turned into crimson was like a dragon rising into the sky, and the surging waves of qi were like waves, rushing out of the blade, layer after layer.

The big red bow tie on the headless JK's chest swung high into the air.

Syllable.

The bow tie lands on the playground floor lit up by the ghost headlights.

Along with it, there was also the body of a second Joy Boy who was split in half.

With the death of the two Kiki boys, the blood stains that stuck to Tsurumi Aoi's body and blade slowly dissipated into ashes.

Tall and slender girl, sticky blood, dissipated ashes, and waves of air that kept rolling from the red blade.

Tsurumi Aoi stood there, her hair swaying, her clothes swaying, like a scarlet enchantress in the night.

She gently wiped the blade and sheathed it.

Then he turned his head to look at where Kamiyagawa was, and met the teacher's affirmative gaze.

"Whew-"

Tsurumi exhaled slowly, his eyebrows stretched a little, and the ponytail at the back of his head swayed.

Kamiyagawa also relaxed, and put away the musket in satisfaction.

Very good.

My own puppy still has fangs.

Subsequently, a text was given to Tsurumi Aoi by Kamiyagawa, saying that it was a reward for the worship of Mary at Yoshikoji Temple.

Although the little apprentice was sincerely afraid, he couldn't shirk the teacher, so he could only accept it in the end.

In addition, although it is necessary to use the actual combat of Hexiqi Boy to help Tsurumi grow a wave of self-confidence at this stage, Kamiyagawa also specially reminded the little apprentice not to be impatient and not to be competitive.

Tsurumi Aoi's removal of spirits has only just begun.

In the past two years, the undercurrent of the real world has been surging, and all kinds of violent strange stories have emerged one after another.

The first thing the little apprentice needs to do now is to further improve his skills and protect himself.

……

Time flickered and another week passed, and Kamiyagawa finally waited for the desired result-

Mary's promotion was successfully completed.

In order to welcome Mary, Kamiya of course entered the eternal world early.

But the Shikigami and the strange talkers who always followed him in the past have all tacitly stayed in the real home at this time.

There's an unwritten rule among weirdos.

As we all know, every time someone is promoted, Kamiyagawa always greets them equally.

But Mary and Prajna are a little different.

These two high-ranking "hostesses" in the family, every time they complete a round of promotion, they seem to do some intimate actions with their masters.

It's all a matter of experience.

Even the little old man, the tengu, and the little tapir, who are a little clever and sensible, don't understand what this is......

Maybe it's a promotion benefit exclusive to Mary and Prajna.

So at this moment, all the weird gossip is tacitly staying at home, and people like the little whale who don't feel much about it will also be left by the tengu and they find a reason to stay.

The weirdos broke their hearts for their masters.

Even Prajna, one of the "hostesses", is the same now. After Kamiya entered the eternal world, she sat in the living room of the house and drank tea quietly.

Demure and elegant.

It's just that in the process of drinking tea just now, her favorite set of teacups was accidentally crushed by her.

Except for Zashiki Boy, no one dares to approach her now.

In the living room, Pranya sat with Shikibo, who was babbling and talking something, and continued to sip tea.

Prajna and Mary had come to an agreement a long time ago.

Compared to infighting, they both consume each other incompatibly, and they all have more important things to do. The god position on Takamagahara, whether it is Mary or Prajna, wants to help Kamiya take that.

Chaotic homes are not conducive to achieving this goal.

This point was brought up by Prajna himself.

So, like the last time when Prajna was promoted to Aragami, Mary didn't come out to bother.

Let's do it this time.

Let's just think Mary, the bad woman, won this one.

But it's still angry......

All the mistakes are the fault of Kamiyagawa's bastard who beckons cats and dogs!

Thinking like this, her slender fingers unconsciously clenched the teacup in her hand for a few more minutes.

"Yikes!"

The fur on the top of his head shook violently, and he noticed it, and took the plain white teacup from Pranya's hand with ease, like a chick feeding on it.

It's okay, it's okay.

Rescued.

If this set of teacups is broken again, the little mother should be sad herself.

Zashiki is proud of the fact that he has kept his family property in time.

……

The ever-changing flower bell is in the school.

The statue of Mary was upgraded more than twenty days ago.

This is all thanks to the technical support of Satoru's sister and the efforts of the people in the Aokihara Mine.

Under the leadership of the miner's captain "Shikijiro Twenty", two pieces of Heavenly Silver Secret Ore were successfully produced in the depths of the pit, one of which could be used on the statue of Mary.

Now the image where Mary lives is a white silver statue.

Before the happy society, the two weeping blood candles finally burned out.

An indescribable coercion shook out of the delicate and magnificent red shrine and swept around.

The overwhelming red mist enveloped the entire academy, like a boiling ocean, and the blood waves rolled and roared, boundless. It was like a burning flame, hot and intense, dyeing everything around it blood-red.

The sunlight in the high places seemed weak in this red mist, swallowed in rich colors, leaving only faint spots of light, as if it was a soul struggling on the line of death.

Kamiyagawa, who was sitting quietly on the edge of the shrine, stood up.

Staring his eyes around him, he could feel emotions in the red mist, peaceful joy, and restless anger, all hidden in the particles of the red mist.

"Above the Aragami, transform towards the gods...... This is the power of the gods, there is the power of emotions surging in the mist, and Mary should be able to control her authority in the true sense of the word, right? ”

The enemy above Aragami, Kamiyagawa has already faced several of them.

However, Mary is still the only one in her own combat power that has broken through to this level.

It feels very new.

Da-da-da.

The familiar sound of shoes trampling sounded from the depths of the blood mist, and the red and black dresses swayed and fluttered.

Mary appeared at the heaviest point of a scarlet patch.

Her appearance has not changed significantly, but her temperament is different from before. And the mist that was as wanton as the ocean, filling the whole school of trickery, like a derivative of her fluffy skirt, became one with her.

Inside the mist, the red spirits probed their brains.

With Mary's promotion to A-rank, these summoned units have also ascended to heaven, and they cannot be said in the same day.

Their breath also converged with the blood-colored mist in the sky, happy or angry, as if they were the messenger boys under the throne of the gods.

According to Kamiyagawa's feelings, if these nine red spirits are regarded as one, maybe they have the strength of the downstream Aragami.

Not only the Red Spirits, but even Kamiya himself felt that his connection with the Mariki Society was a little closer.

The shrine made by Sister Satoru is able to feed back the power to Kamiyagawa through contract contact.

Now that Mary has broken through the A-level and inherited the inheritance of Daikokuten in Japan, Kamiya, who has benefited from it, has also been nourished and strengthened by the strength of flesh and blood, and he feels that the power of ghosts and gods solidified in his body is even more abundant.

According to the previous understanding, the strength of mortals' flesh and blood is not enough to support the shrine, and if you don't keep it, you will be directly killed by the incense of faith.

But if it's Kamiya now, I can probably put the matter of building a shrine for myself on the plan.

Da-da-da.

Mary quickly walked up to Kamiya and tried to gather the fog that was spreading.

Having just become a god, she was obviously a little unaccustomed to it.

"Mary." Kamiyagawa greeted him with a smile.

"Mary, I miss you so much."

The newly-minted goddess of good fortune said this, raising her hand to grab Kamiya's robe, and hugging it tightly with the strength she wanted to melt into the other person's body.

"It's only been a month since I saw him."

However, a month is not too short, and Xiao Beisheng is newlywed.

The touch on the body is soft and cold.

The dark, non-aggressive scent of roses permeated the nostrils.

Kamiyagawa felt Mary's breath stir his neck, a little itchy.

"Mary, everybody looks at ......"

Kamiyagawa said as he looked at the shrine complex on the side.

Well, there is no "everybody" at all.

Kiln, Kiln.

The hem of the hatori on her chest was grabbed by Mary a little.

Kamiyagawa has a strange feeling, it seems that Mary, who has become a god, not only is not pure in heart and has few desires, but her emotions are also a lot richer?

There was still no expression on her face, but her delicate features seemed to be more vivid than before.

Whew-

The blood mist that had gathered up surged again, enveloping both Kamiyagawa and Mary.

In the thick red, their figures became blurred, difficult to discern and difficult to see, but they seemed to be a little closer.

"Heartbeat, fast."

"Ugh."

"Are you happy, huh, angry? It seems to have all of them, but I don't understand the feeling. ”

"Mary, this is actually ......"

"Like, I see, you like Mary to you like this."

"Hey, Mary, wait a minute...... Well...... Uh-huh......" (end of chapter)