"The granddaughter of the Tsurumi family, you seem to have thought of something."

The painter noticed the changes in Tsurumi Aoi's breath and mood, and said.

He took a deep breath, as if to calm his mind, and then said in as calm a tone as possible:

"I'm about to finish my story, why don't you hear the end? The granddaughter of the Tsurumi family, you should hear the last. ”

"Where did we just go? Oh yes. I came to Ibaraki Prefecture and found Ruri's grave. ”

"Since then, I've often come to worship Ruri and bring her a bouquet of edelweiss. I would sit at her grave and go on a date with her, talk about the current situation, and kiss her...... Those days were not bad. ”

"Until, I met the man. Hehe, it would be nice if I had never met that person, but I love Ruri, and I will meet him sooner or later. ”

"Kazuhiro Koyamada, a man who is a lot older than me, a man who has no characteristics and is actually not worth mentioning. I was young when I met him, and he was already a middle-aged uncle with a big belly. ”

"I met him during my twenty-third worship visit to Ruri. It was a winter afternoon, and I took the edelweiss to Ibaraki, to the mountain behind Yoshikoji Temple. And the man, he was standing in front of the grave of the glass. ”

"He's the first person I've ever met, besides me, who will come to visit Ruri. So, it was only natural for us to talk. Koyamada is, no, he was, Ruri's boyfriend. ”

The painter deliberately pronounced the word "once was" very seriously.

Then he stroked the cover of "Liuli" again, and carefully retracted it into a wooden box to preserve: "This book, my treasure, was published by Koyamada. ”

"After Ruri's death, Koyamada sorted out her belongings. The poems, diaries, and picture albums written by Ruri were collected and classified, and finally this book was formed. ”

"To be honest, when I first met Koyamada, I had mixed feelings about him. On the one hand, I am very grateful to him, without him, I would not have been able to meet Ruri. But at the same time, I was also jealous of him, and jealous that a mediocre man like him actually had a flawless glass. ”

"I can feel that his love for Ruri is far less deep than mine. The feeling he felt in front of the glass grave that day was not like nostalgia, but more like showing off to me proudly. So, how can such a person deserve to have glass? ”

"Sure enough, I'm the one who loves glass the most."

"But after that day, I became friends with Oyamada, maybe just friends with alcohol and meat, and people like him didn't have any connotation worthy of deep friendship. Of course, I took the initiative to get close to him. The people of Jiguang Temple are reluctant to tell me about Ruri, although they are very unwilling, but if they want to get closer to Ruri, they can only go through Koyamada Kazuhiro. ”

"I forgot how long it was after I met Koyamada. That night, I asked him out for a drink, and I went through several izakaya until the wee hours of the morning. Koyamada was very drunk that day, but he seemed happy. Finally, the vulgar man, with a drunken face, burped and told me about the glass. ”

"He said—"

"Ruri, haha. Don't look at me like this, when I was with Liuli, I was very handsome. You love her poems and paintings, right? But you don't know, that woman is actually a bitch. Well, maybe a very talented bitch. When she was with me, she was actually dating another boyfriend at the same time. ”

"Actually, I know, but I don't care. Because she has a good face, and she also knows how to pretend to be beautiful. Every time I take her out for a drink with friends, I get a lot of face. I can also go to the room with her at will, and she is very good when she is in bed...... Isn't that enough? Anyway, maybe I'll get tired of playing after that, or maybe she'll get tired of playing, and then we'll be separated naturally, and we both know it. ”

"But later, before we could separate, there was an accident."

"Ruri wasn't with me that night, she went to another boyfriend's apartment. They drank a lot, drank a lot of drugs, and probably coped like beasts all night. And then...... Ruri died, along with her boyfriend. ”

"It's ridiculous to say, I was the first to find out that Ruri was dead...... You won't wonder what it was like in that apartment, there were a lot of cops that day. Of course, Ruri's death has nothing to do with me, so no one will blame me. After all, I'm just a poor guy who has been cheated on. Moreover, the temple in Liuli's house is very powerful, and they suppressed the scandal of this eldest lady. Therefore, not too many people know how Ruri died. ”

"After Ruri died, I sorted out the diaries and picture albums she left behind. I voted for the publisher with the mentality of giving it a try, and it turned out that some people really wanted it. ”

"You know what happened next. I helped the bitch glorify her death, and I told the people at the publisher that Ruri committed suicide by taking sleeping pills in the snowy mountains. That's beautiful, right? Ruri's book made me a lot of money, haha, and I still have a lot of face. I showed the book to the people around me, and everyone was envious that I had an impeccable, perfect lover like an edelweiss. ”

“……”

The painter recounted what he had heard from Kazuhiro Yamada.

Then he laughed, this time the smile on the man's face was discordant and split, the corners of his mouth pulling upward, but his eyes were clearly tinged with pain and distress.

On the other side, Kanoya Yukino, who was standing in front of Tsurumi Aoi, silently took out the spray-painted Glock and held it in his left hand.

Her gaze wandered back and forth between the painter and the portrait of Ruri Tsurumi beside him.

The fawn had already noticed that on the portrait of Tsurumi Ruri, those vivid black and gray brushstrokes were squirming in an extremely strange state, and there was a very bad aura coming from above.

Under the dim light in the room, the beautiful and innocent girl in the painting has become hideous, and it seems that it will twist and crawl out of the frame at any moment.

That painting is alive!

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I seem to be wandering again. I'll go on, don't worry, children, especially you, the granddaughter of the Tsurumi family. The painter spoke again, his gaze shifting to Tsurumi Aoi, "That night, Oyamada was very drunk, and I sent him back to his house. ”

"Of course, hehe, I'll kill him."

"That was the first time I killed someone. I watched Koyamada lying naked and covered in blood in the bathtub of his house, and it looked no different from the paintings I had drawn...... He shouldn't have said those things to me, he shouldn't, he shouldn't have slandered my lover. ”

"Liuli she exists, the pure, noble, and free Liuli I love, she must exist, and I will prove it to everyone."

The painter raised his hand and scratched at his neck, as if the collar was causing him discomfort. Then his nails slashed from his neck to his chest, scratching harder and harder, as if he were going to cut out his throat and heart.

The originally mild tone finally became hysterical:

"The granddaughter of the Tsurumi family, Tsurumi Aoi. You look so much like her, especially your eyes. Of course, those hard colors in your eyes are superfluous, they are failures, there is still time, there is still time, I will help you get rid of them. ”

"You're not 19 yet, are you? There's still time. ”

"Heh, you are a descendant of the Tsurumi family, and you have the blessing of the gods. I know, I know it. I've been preparing for too long to fight that. But it's okay, you're already trapped in my paintings, and when you come in, you don't have to think about going out again, so we still have a long time. I'll teach you! I'll help you, help you become like Liuli, like my glass! Ha ha! ”

"You're a beautiful child, a pure girl, you should be the same as Ruri."

"Then when you are 19 years old, I will take you to the snowy mountains, I will prepare sleeping pills for you, and you will die in the most romantic way." The painter's tone became more and more agitated, and he finally stopped scratching at himself in a self-punishing manner, and instead slapped the huge portrait beside him with his hand, "Look! The glass I painted, it's much worse than the real glass. But you're different, Tsurumi Aoi, I can turn you into the most beautiful, the most beautiful work! ”

Bang bang!

The sketch was beaten and trembled.

A cold air flow poured out of it, and the twisted lines of the painting all solidified in an instant, and with the strange sound of rustling, the canvas began to rumble, and the dark humanoid silhouette crawled out of it.

Ruri Tsurumi!

But it's not the beautiful girl in the painting.

The woman who came out of the painting was looming, unclothed, with large areas of herpes and erythema on her body. His face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, his eyes were deep-set, the whites of his eyes were too exposed, and his long hair was scattered and tangled like dead branches.

She crawled out of the frame on her hands and feet, her long, sharp nails scratching the wooden floor, creating a crunching sound that made her teeth sore.

Then this emerges from the painting, the ghost-like "glass" sticks to the ground, twists its neck like a tendon and looks up at Kanoya and Tsurumi on the other side. Her countenance contorted, and a cruel smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a jagged, blood-stained mouth.

"She's out!"

Although he had already had a certain amount of psychological preparation, the appearance of Liuli still made Luyeya's breathing a little shorter.

The paper man really crawled out of the painting!

I don't know what this "glass" is.

Judging by Xiaolu's strange knowledge reserves, it may be a monster that belongs to the category of "painting spirits" and "painting charms", and it shouldn't be the so-called "Tsurumi Ruri" deity of Aunt Xiaokui's grandmother anyway.

And this strange story is most likely created by a painter.

In addition, the aura carried by the glass in the painting is very dangerous to the fawn.

It's certain that this thing is stronger than the train cat demon that I once dealt with!

Xiaolu is even a little skeptical, whether this "glass" may be a wild god.

However, if Aragami wants to move freely, it needs a certain source of faith.

If Ruri is an Aragami, then where will her faith come from?

Some of the preparations of the painter?

Or is it the audience of readers of that "Liuli"?

Or is it the painter's paranoid love for the perfect image of the glass he has imagined?

However, for Shikanoya, nothing mattered anymore.

It's also possible that Ruri is not Aragami, but its strength is very close to that of Aragami.

Anyway, according to Xiaolu's preliminary judgment, Liuli is either a low-level Aragami whose strength is far inferior to that of the master-style gods, or a C-level monster who is very close to Aragami.

After all, she has a famous teacher to guide her, and there are many strange stories at home to evaluate the samples of the aura, and this judgment of the enemy's strength range is not far from ten.

It's a tough enemy!

Fortunately, the fawn was ready for battle for a long time.

Master said that when battle is unavoidable, then seize the gap when the enemy appears to prepare, and strike first!

The moment Liuli crawled out of the frame, Glock in her hand was raised high, and without hesitation, the trigger was pulled, and the Sanskrit mantra slid out from between her lips and tongue with familiarity and dexterity, and the bullets engraved with the scriptures shot out of the chamber.

The pitch-black muzzle blooms with lotus flowers!

Empty the magazine!

The pink Glock in Luyeya's hand was fired 17 times in a row with great compassion, and every bullet was used to save the suffering.

However, she didn't shoot at Ruri, she raised her hand to aim at the painter.

At the moment when the fawn attacked the painter, the room in which everyone was in collapsed. You can also see the distorted scenes like splashes of ink in the surrounding environment, and the hazy sparks in the distance.

And the painter suddenly appeared in front of him with a grim grimace, and the laughter was terrible.

The grimace was like a shield, ricocheting off Glock's bullets before dissipating.

"Huh?"

The fawn looked fixedly, but saw that in the hand of the painter, I don't know when a knife appeared.

It's not accurate to say that it's a knife, and looking at the length of the knife, it's more like a big waki.

The knife was extremely strange, the whole body was pale, and the glimmer reflected on the blade was like a smiling grimace.

Claiming to be a painter, did he turn out to be using a knife?

The painter stands in the writhing darkness with his knife, and the outline of his body seems to blend in with the environment:

"Hehe, this handle is poor, smiling Qingjiang. But I finally got it from Hai Shi, originally to be able to deal with the blessing of the Tsurumi family, but I didn't expect to pull it out now. ”

And as he spoke, Ruri slammed towards Kanoya!

The Bodhi rosary on the fawn's wrist glowed, and a golden illusory dagger shot out from a tricky angle, stabbing straight at the attacking glass, hindering her movements.

"Uhh

Then, the wolf with a lantern around his neck shook his smooth white hair and showed his figure gracefully.

"Yoyo~"

"Yukino, don't worry! Feel relieved! I don't understand what the old man was talking about, but I'll help you beat them both! ”

a red deer with big horns on its head and eyes swirling in obscurity; With a turtle shell shield on her back, Yamiko, who was gearing up, also appeared beside the fawn at the same time.

Kanoya raised his hand and lit the incense burner with "attendant incense" to strengthen the combat power of the gods.

"The enemy is difficult to deal with, everyone be careful!" (End of chapter)