Once again, Jun Komori's inner ghost returns to the bottom, burrows into the house along the window, and lands at the wick.

She placed the lamp above her head, enveloping herself in the light of the ghost, closed her eyes, and continued to be a good boy who went to bed early and woke up early.

It's just that Shiraishi can't sleep.

The reason is not that it is empty and lonely, and the influence left by Adolf has faded with time.

He was thinking about the Komori sisters.

Shiraishi can understand Jun Komori's thoughts, and he caused his sister to lose her hands, feet and eyes, and she must work hard to get it back, even if the object is a god, she has to fight for it.

He doesn't quite understand Komori Aoi's thoughts, and it should be better if he recovers sooner.

However, the person concerned has that kind of thinking, and it is difficult for him, an outsider, to interfere.

Shiraishi will never impose his kindness on someone who doesn't need it.

For example, Adolphus, he looked at the self-destruct, and he didn't choose to make a move, just respecting her ideas.

The latter shot was Adolf's best efforts, and he could no longer continue to fight, so he would tactfully achieve that goal for her.

Because everyone's definition of good and bad is different.

What he thinks is good is likely to be bad in the eyes of others, ignoring people's wishes, it is not helping, and being deceived is a special case.

Shiraishi put his hands behind his head, wondering if if he would miss the earth he once lived on if he had a family.

Unable to think of an answer, he looked at the pitch-black roof, and his thoughts seemed to turn into a kite with a broken string flying.

Shiraishi turned over and saw a glass jar at the head of the bed, filled with thousands of paper cranes.

This is a birthday at the beginning of the month, a gift from Jun Komori.

Seeing this jar, his broken thread was suddenly connected, and he had a bold idea in his heart, got up and opened the jar, and said, "Get up." ”

One by one, the red paper cranes flew up, and in the dark night, they emitted a red glow and circled around him.

Shiraishi touched his chin and imagined that the strings strung nine together, glued to the ceiling, for a total of eleven strings.

"Let's get a string of wind chimes hanging under the window."

He hung ten strings from the ceiling and one string of wind chimes from the window, and such a simple arrangement made the bedroom much warmer.

Shiraishi was in a good mood, burrowed into the bed, closed his eyes again, did not think about it, and fell asleep peacefully.

……

Speechless all night, seven o'clock in the morning.

Shiraishi woke up at their shouts, his body off the quilt, and snapped his fingers with his hand, "Good morning, Kami-Nagi, Komori, Ghost Ryu-in." ”

As he spoke, he skipped the steps of washing his face and brushing his teeth, his cheeks became refreshed, and said, "Let's eat." ”

"Hey." The three replied in unison.

At the table, Jun Komori stood at the porridge table as usual, first serving a bowl for Shiraishi, and then giving the Ghost Dragon Courtyard a beautiful tooth.

"Thank you, Komori, you look okay today."

The beautiful tooth of the Oniryuin Temple took the porridge, and a smile appeared on her face, like a stream in the mountains in summer, looking extremely pure.

"Huh?" Jun Komori blinked, his expression a little incomprehensible.

Ghost Dragon Temple's beautiful teeth deliberately made a straight face and said, "You were like this yesterday, you seemed to be preoccupied, and today it has become the same as usual." ”

"yes, I'm sorry to worry you."

A trace of guilt flashed in Komori Jun's eyes, it turned out that it was not only Shiraishi-kun, but even the Ghost Dragon Temple.

The Ghost Dragon Academy's beautiful teeth raised her eyebrows, didn't continue to keep a straight face, and said with a smile: "Originally, I wanted to ask you what happened yesterday, but Shen Nagi didn't allow me to ask. ”

"Komori is different from someone as nervous as you, she will take care of her own affairs."

Shen Nagi replied with a surging voice, and took the porridge with his hand.

The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Courtyard pouted and said, "What are you pretending to be calm, you were obviously worried yesterday, and you still said...... Yes. ”

Kaminagi Rin stomped her under the table, grabbed her open mouth with another tempura, glared and warned, "Hey, here you go, eat more and talk less nonsense." ”

"Hmm." Oniryuin Meiya wants to defend herself.

"Don't talk to me while you're eating."

Kami Nagi Rin applied a double seal, sealed her mouth, and said, "Komori, it's okay if you're okay, don't pay attention to this big grinning guy, don't say what you don't want to say, it's not a bad thing to have a secret in your heart." ”

Unlike the big character of Miya in Oniryuin, Kaminagi Rin understands that Komori's heart is very complicated, and she doesn't know what method to use to avoid those minefields and ask for the answer she wants.

"When you want to say it, you can always tell us."

"God." The beautiful tooth of the oniryuin swallowed the tempura, opened her mouth to protest, and was stuffed with a tempura into her mouth.

Kaminagi Rin once again performed his silence technique and said, "Eat your meal well." ”

The big apricot eyes of the beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Temple were full of resentment, and she glanced at the white stone above, as if asking him for help.

Shiraishi smiled and didn't say anything.

She puffed out her mouth and chewed the tempura vigorously to vent.

"Huh." Jun Komori couldn't help laughing out loud and bowed, "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." ”

Tell others about her troubles, Jun Komori can't do it now, but sooner or later, she will be able to tell them about her troubles.

Jun Komori firmly believes that there will definitely come a day.

"It's okay." Kami Nagi Rin nodded.

At the end of the warm breakfast time, Kaminagi Rin and Oniryuin Meiya continue to train, and the order has been successfully completed yesterday with the assistance of Shiraishi.

The main account of Nohara Shrine is still ten orders away from being promoted to the third level, and it is expected to reach it next year, and if there are more orders this year, it may also arrive early.

It's just that considering the strength of the three, he thinks it would be safer to move up to level three next year.

If you go to the third, there will be no restrictions on receiving orders, and you can take orders in the four categories, monsters and weird, and the danger of both is above that of spirits and evil spirits.

In the metropolis, the development of spirits and evil spirits is often restricted, and it is impossible to reach a strong realm.

Only in certain underdeveloped countries and regions can it be possible for spirits and evil spirits to develop to a very tricky point.

Monsters and weird are different, the development of the two does not depend on whether they are in the city or not, and it is difficult for the spirit hunting system to judge the strength or weakness, and the main shrine will often choose to let the witch and the priest cooperate and team up to complete that kind of order.

Nohara Shrine didn't have that condition, he had to use the Imperial Guard to ensure their safety.

However, the repeated damn situation is fine, and Karin Nagi Rin and Jun Komori are sure to notice the abnormality.

The actual combat atmosphere he has worked hard to maintain may be broken, and after thinking about it, it is more prudent to improve his strength.

Shiraishi accompanied the god Nagi Rin to practice, the beautiful teeth of the Oniryuin Temple hit the wooden stake, and Jun Komori cleaned up the dishes quickly, and then began to wipe the floor in the mansion.

She opened Baishi's bedroom first, and saw a thousand paper cranes hanging from the ceiling, the autumn wind poured in from the window, the wind chimes jingled softly, and a string of paper cranes fluttered in the wind.

"Shiraishi-kun ......" Jun Komori said in a low voice, her face showing a hint of emotion, she worked harder and harder, eager to wipe the tatami mat into a mirror.

……

A few days later.

After Shiraishi finished instructing the three of them, he leaned back on the lazy sofa as usual and began to watch the movie commentary.

He likes to watch a movie in seven or eight minutes or ten minutes.

No matter how wonderful the blogger said the original film, he would not watch the original film because it was too long and he had no patience to watch it.

But he likes to flip through different narrations of the same movie.

Shiraishi's fingers try to flip through the next video, and the barrier shows someone breaking in, and he looks up in the direction of the torii gate and stops scrolling on his phone.

His feet were pulled out from under Caesar's belly, and the wind blew a little cold, and the man returned to the living room, moved the eucalyptus out, and went to the bedroom to dig out snacks, including senbei, potato chips, and a large bag of marinated duck neck.

The meat of the duck neck is not as much as the chicken thigh, and it is really fragrant to chew.

Caesar stepped forward, wanting to smell it.

"Go, go." Shiraishi patted it on the head, signaling that it was time to jerk off.

"Roar~" Caesar let out a low growl of dissatisfaction, still walking away with the graceful steps of a feline.

Shiraishi turned back to the room and took out two wine glasses, and the visitor also stepped on the warm sun.

The man's appearance is a little unkempt, his chin is full of beard scum, he doesn't look like he is young, he is in line with the title of uncle, but he is not the kind of sloppy uncle, more like the uncle in the story, full of the charm of a mature man.

In the cool autumn, Fujiwara Ryuxian deliberately put on a flower coat made of chestnut color, white gold, and black in addition to his normal clothes.

He carried a pot of wine in his right hand, didn't bring the snacks and food, and said with a smile: "Baishi Sang, how about a drink together?" ”

Shiraishi smiled, "No problem, I like to drink free wine the most." ”

Fujiwara Ryuxian took off his shoes and went to the corridor, unpacking the sake with his hands, "Every time I come to the door, I envy the life of a hermit like Shiraishi-san." ”

Shiraishi said slowly: "It seems difficult to say, you can live by going to the bar a few times." ”

"Haha, this is not good, as a man, I have the responsibility to help those women who are in trouble."

Fujiwara Ryuxian replied solemnly, poured him a glass of wine, and filled it for himself, not talking about business, but chatting about some other things, "Have you heard of the matter of the Carlos family in South Africa?" ”

"No, I don't understand at all."

Baishi shook his head, he didn't pay much attention to domestic affairs, let alone foreign countries.

Fujiwara Ryuxian was not surprised, and explained: "They were destroyed by the Fairy Guild, and those spirits who were supposed to live alone actually chose to join together, causing a lot of panic in the local area, and the FBI took the opportunity to make the major transcendent families in South Africa form an alliance. ”

"Oh." Shiraishi took a sip of wine and said with great interest: "Could it be that the FBI directed and acted itself?" ”

"I don't know, in terms of the results, the FBI achieved its goal, and no one can be sure whether it teamed up with the spirits."

Fujiwara Ryuxian rarely commented on uncertain things, and asked rhetorically, "Aren't you curious about why the FBI is going around letting supernatural forces form alliances?" ”

Bai Shi picked up the wine in his hand and said, "I'm a little curious, Jing didn't tell me." ”

Fujiwara Ryuxian glanced left and right and said, "This is a top-secret matter, there is no problem here, right?" ”

Shiraishi smiled: "Of course it's no problem, no one can eavesdrop on the conversation here." ”

"The FBI plans to develop the Atlas, and if it succeeds, it will most likely abandon most mortals."

Fujiwara Ryuxian said this secret, and his tormented heart got a little respite, and said, "I also recently learned from my sister that the aura of the other world is richer than here, and it is more suitable for the cultivation of transcendents.

Once it can be developed, the supernatural forces are likely to turn to the other world, lose our protection, and the situation of those who remain will not be good. ”

Shiraishi wasn't too worried about that problem, and said, "It's not that easy to develop the Otherworld. ”

"It is expected to be completed within ten years."

Fujiwara Ryuxian nodded.

Shiraishi shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then why are you in a hurry, ten years is still a long time." ”

Fujiwara Ryuxian felt that he was still young, and looking at the ten years from the perspective of a transcendent, it was already a very short time, "It is said that the FBI is speeding up the research of the powerful mecha, and has also begun to build Noah's Ark, preparing to bring some mortals necessary for life.

The Cult of the Winter God and the Cult of the Spring God are also mediated by the FBI, and they will not cause a major move for ten years. ”

Shiraishi glanced at him and said suspiciously, "You are telling me this, do you want me to come forward to stop the FBI from developing the Otherworld?" ”

Fujiwara Ryuxian spread his hands and said, "Of course not, I wanted to ask your opinion, is there any good way to stop the FBI from developing the Otherworld?" ”

Shiraishi's answer was simple and rude, and he said, "Kill the lead director." ”

"It's impossible, FBI Director George Rockefeller, the serial number is either two or one, and I'm no match for him at all."

Fujiwara Ryuxian shook his head and sighed: "What's more, he never acts alone, and he often has two subordinates by his side. ”

Shiraishi thought for a moment and said, "Then publicize this matter, he keeps it secret because someone will object." ”

"Once I tell the truth, my sister will be implicated."

Fujiwara Ryuxian pressed his head with his hand, feeling helpless in his heart, the biggest obstacle to the development of the other world is the legendary king of monsters.

That one's record was to single-handedly destroy the Second Civilization.

Now they are stronger than the transcendents of the Second Civilization, but they may not be able to stop them.

George may have the confidence to deal with it, but confidence does not mean that he will succeed, most of the existence of the secret realm is in a steady state, and when he learns about things, he will definitely choose to oppose it.

Otherwise, George wouldn't need to be so cautious.

But Fujiwara Ryuxian didn't dare to say it, and if he said it, it would be tantamount to exposing his sister to conceal the above situation, and the consequences would be very serious.

He was raised by his sister since he was a child, and he loved him like a mother, "What a headache." ”

Fujiwara Ryuxian sighed, decided to pour another glass of wine, and said, "It's better to drink, I don't want those troublesome things." ”

"You're boring yourself." Shiraishi complained, this doesn't work, that doesn't work, what else do you want.

"Haha, that's right, it's very difficult to do anything that a half-person wants to do."

Fujiwara Ryuxian laughed at himself, the righteousness in his heart has always been rubbed by family affection, he is really not the material to do big things.

Simply put that aside, he concentrated on drinking and chatting with Shiraishi about some peachy news.

Men, drinking and chatting is not a thing of the past, or it is about pointing out the country, or it is related to women.

After drinking a bottle of wine, Fujiwara Ryusen left Nohara Shrine.

Shiraishi was sent to the torii before turning around and returning to the mansion.

His idea for what's going on out there is to go with the flow.

Ten years after planning with the situation ten years ago, he asked himself if he was not such a good person, let it be.

We'll talk about that then.