Chapter 47 Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, about 500
"It's really motivating."
"Yes! This suits you very well, and it should be very conspicuous. ”
"I'm just a stone statue, and that's all I can see." Shi Qi tried to shrug his shoulders, but unfortunately he didn't move.
Jizo didn't know when it would be able to move, so it dusted off its body and gently put the garland on Shichi's head, laughing as it put it.
For some reason, the Jizo replied in a suspicious Kansai accent, "It looks so good!" But it's a matter of course! Because you're one of those great people I don't know! ”
It seems that its accent has long been influenced by people, and it has galloped under the skies of the Far West.
"Ha, I'm relieved to see that you're still so motivated." Shi Qi smiled bitterly: "It's hard for me to be as happy as you?" ”
Jizo spreads his hands humanely, and then continues to correct the position of the wreath on Shishi's head.
"Are you bored after being here for so long?" Jizo suddenly asked Shi Seven.
Shi Qi didn't speak, he didn't even smile, he just blindly stunned.
Seeing his familiar expression, Jizo didn't continue to ask him, but just changed his words: "Come and tell me a story today!" The story of the last time is not finished. ”
Shi Qi's eyes became more and more cloudy, and his body, which had been slapped clean, seemed to be covered with dust again.
He's reminiscing.
"Oh. Where was the last time? ”
"The story of Ziligu and the Red Shoulders has just begun." The Jizo statue slowly opened its body, and gradually transformed into a human form as Shiqi was immersed in searching for memories.
Shi Qi seemed to regain his vitality: "That's right! The story of Qiligu! His eyes returned to his eyes, staring at the Jizo statue in front of him, no, it should be said that it was a human form transformed by a youkai.
He has been affected a lot over the years, there is no him in this universe, he even has self-destructive tendencies, Shi Qi is like a dying old man, but his heart is still not old.
Never old.
He just had a kind of exhaustion.
“…… The story of Qi Ligu is finished. Shi Qi squinted his eyes: "You have turned into such a human form, well, it looks good." ”
He carefully studied the figure in front of him: she was relatively short, her face was relatively translucent white, and she had short hair, which was of good quality, and there were no signs of calluses or laborers on her body, white jade flawless or white and red.
"It's on purpose, isn't it?" Shi Qi couldn't laugh, but he forced himself to smile, and a crack stretched out at the corner of the stone statue's mouth: "You are completely opposite to her." ”
"Hmm. Can't I? ”
"How long have I known you, Jizo."
"It's almost 500 years." She added, "If you count it in human time." ”
"How many times have I protected you? How many times have you protected me? How many stories have I told you? How many stories have you told me? ”
"You have protected me countless times, whether it is the local land god who came to me, or the youkai coveted my wish power and wanted to break the rules to devour me, you have used your power to protect me."
"You've told me many, many stories about a world I've never seen before, and if it weren't for these stories, I probably wouldn't have wanted to see this world, and I wouldn't have wanted to take on a human form."
She stroked her refreshing short green hair, showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and stretched out her hands to hug Shi Qi: "Is it ...... Can't I? ”
Her voice trembled, and flowers bloomed in the original land.
When she first woke up, she was alone and enjoying the nothingness around her.
It's just that day after day I enjoy the prayers of the people who passed by, and I absorb the power of the wishes to become stronger.
Wishes and goals were given to her by the stone statue in front of her.
Her desire changed from living to wanting him to live.
Her goal changed from staying alive to me, can't I?
Over the course of 500 years, she had watched him grieve countless times, slowly telling all sorts of interesting stories, and making her wishes clear to her.
There was only one thing he didn't tell her.
That's who you really are.
If Shi Qi said it, then he would soon be discovered, and then he would begin to fade away.
He's going to wait until sometime.
At a certain time when he knew in his heart, he could take care of everything before he could disappear.
The motivation to struggle to survive is mutually supportive and giving, and Jizo is like a wonderful listener.
Not only listen to the story, but also make concise comments, have your own opinions on each story, and also accept the opinions of others, and never interject when Shi Qi tells the story.
He relied on stories to remember who he was.
"May I?" Her eyes were full of hope, and a tear flowed in the land that has now become probably the most beautiful in the world: "I...... May I? ”
She knew that Shi Qi could actually act, and she also knew that Shi Qi had lived for a long time, and he had lived long enough to be lonely enough.
"Please, can I?"
Shi Qi did not speak.
It's dark.
The next day, the villagers, who were frequent visitors, found that the two stone statues had disappeared.
The villagers passed on the word for hundreds, but after careful inspection, they did not find any traces of the place where the base was, and the place where the stone statue was was covered with dust.
"It's a manifestation...... It's a manifestation! "They knelt down and repeatedly bowed to the empty temple, threw them into the offerings, worshipped again and again, and even came up with the legend of the ascension of the gods to heaven.
But it has nothing to do with her and him who went to hell.
"Take me somewhere." Shi Qi finally spoke: "Take me to hell, I want to watch her, watch her be born, I can decide." ”
Her eyes were staring at Shi Qi tightly, tight, refusing to let go for a second.
“…… Okay......" She finally squeezed a sound out of her throat.
I've spent 500 years with you, and you've given me up for one of her quarters.
How many shes I am, how many springs, summers, autumns and winters I am.
I am the Four Seasons.
She's snow, I'm Shiji, and she's just someone who can't even compare to a part of me.
I want to reflect the four seasons, and I want him to choose me.
The Four Seasons Eihime, on this day, was born.
It happened that Jizo from all over the world jointly wrote a letter asking for a share of the work of dealing with the Enma reincarnated in hell, and she looked at Shi Qi.
Took him to hell.
The moment Shikihime and Shichi enter hell, Hecatia appears.
"There are acquaintances." She smiled, as if entertaining an old friend, took the hands of Shiki Yingji and Shi Qi, and led them to hell: "Long time no see." ”
Shi Qi did not reply to her.
She doesn't feel sad, Shi Qi is not a particularly important person to her, even if there is no Shi Qi, hell will have its own prototype.
She just respects Shi Qi.
Shi Qi opened his eyes and looked at Shikihime, who had just become an Enma.
In the four seasons of the four seasons of the four seasons of the four seasons, it is all his shadow.