Kasai City.

In a café with warm decoration, the man wears a peaked cap and a pitch-black mask, as if a big star is afraid of being recognized when he goes out.

The coffee ordered in front of him has not moved, which has caused the waiter to pay frequent attention, thinking about which star fits this face shape.

Because it has just opened, the café looks deserted.

A trace of flame penetrated through the crack in the door, and then along the ground to the man's seat, and quietly climbed onto the table and said, "I am Jun Komori, a shrine maiden from Nohara Shrine, and I have come here secretly according to your request. ”

The man wearing the mask lowered his head, looked at the flame of fire, sighed in his heart at the extraordinary magic, and became more and more afraid, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I don't want to attract attention like this." ”

In fact, it is easier to attract the attention of outsiders, but saying such things will inevitably make the person on the other side feel uneasy.

Jun Komori didn't say anything, and said through his heart: "I understand, can you tell me what the task of this order is?" ”

The man nodded, "My mother has recently been entangled in a religion with transcendental beings, no, it would be more appropriate to say that she is deeply involved in it."

She believed that the Master had the power to bring the dead back to life.

I want to resurrect my father, but that's impossible, and I hope you can come forward to expose the lies of that sect leader, and if you can defeat the one who is sent to prison, it will be even better. ”

"Where is that sect master's stronghold?"

Jun Komori is disgusted by this deceitful religion, but he will not say that the man's mother is too stupid.

Women just love their husbands too much to bear the pain of losing them, and they don't know how to alleviate them.

Religion that takes advantage of this to deceive is the real damned people.

"At half past seven in the morning, my mother is going to take their school bus to the church to pray, and you can follow the school bus to the stronghold at that time."

The man said, a little worried, "No problem, right?" ”

The voice in his head sounded young, not at all like a strong man who could be relied on.

This is looking for someone to fight, not choosing a technician in the clubhouse, you need to pick young, beautiful girls.

If he has a choice, he hopes that the other party is a man with a tire shoulder and an Araki face, who can engrave the word invincible on his face.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional shrine maiden."

Jun Komori comforts him, and by the way, he uses his new abilities to influence others with his emotions.

The man only felt that his flustered heart was suddenly soothed by her words, and nodded: "Well, you come with me." ”

……

The man's name is Yoshikawa Uta, his family lives in an upscale community in Kasai Ward, works as a manager in a large company, and his father is killed by a rich second-generation drunk car and receives a large amount of compensation.

It can be said that there are small family assets.

Not married, he pursued a single hedonism, and recently had the idea of a change.

It's too tiring to take care of some obsessive mothers alone, and if you hire a nanny, there is a layer of estrangement in the relationship, which is far less close than the identity of a daughter-in-law.

If you have a grandchild, you can also divert the mother's thoughts about the father.

However, these changes in him fell in the eyes of his mother Yoshikawa Reiko, not to grow up and be sensible, but that the Almighty God was responding to her expectations, and her heart became more and more pious.

Yoshikawa Youta had to choose to destroy that religion.

The religion that makes a living by deceiving middle-aged and elderly people should not have too powerful transcendents, this is the original words of my friend.

He felt that there was some reason, so he issued an order to the hunting spirit and asked the transcendent of lv.3 to solve it.

The police were not notified, it was Yoshikawa who didn't believe those police, this doesn't work, that doesn't work, the left and right are issuing orders, it's better to send them yourself.

He has that financial resources anyway.

"This is my home, please wait here for my mother to come out."

Yoshikawa's right hand points to a two-story villa with a yard, and if you want to buy such a house in Kasai Ward, the price is not low.

"Hmm." The flames echoed and floated inside.

Yoshikawa's right hand tightened his tie, hoping that everything would go well, and he turned around and went to work.

Now he doesn't dare to drive, he just wants to squeeze into a crowded place to avoid any accidents.

……

Jun Komori stays in the park a kilometer away from Yoshikawa's house, squatting on a branch to be precise, like a kitten climbing a tree.

The whole person shrunk.

The snow-white foot bag wrapped around her delicate white ankles, so warm that sweat could be clearly detected.

She held a lotus-shaped lamp in her hand, the wick of which was flickering with flames, not as bright as before, and half of it was distributed outside to monitor the situation of the Yoshikawa family.

Time passed in waiting, Jun Komori was not anxious, she was very patient, and watched the time until half past seven.

Reiko Yoshikawa walked out the door.

Jun Komori manipulated the ghost to float towards the back of her neck and landed directly on her collar, the flames had no temperature, so she didn't need to worry about burning through her clothes.

The inner ghost on the wick suddenly grew larger, rolling up three hundred and sixty degrees in a clockwise direction, engulfing her in it.

There is no way for her current heart ghost to leave too far, one and a half kilometers is the limit, and if she exceeds this distance, she will lose control completely.

If Reiko Yoshikawa wants to take a car, it is obviously more than a five-kilometer road, and if it is so close, it is completely possible to walk there.

Therefore, Komori has reason to suspect that the other party went far away.

The car that picks up believers is a bus.

Jun Komori follows behind, and on the way, he encounters people chasing spirits and hunting evil spirits.

The flames of the ghost surged in the darkness of the city, and she did not stop, focusing her energy on her orders.

There is no brainwashing rhetoric inside the bus, it seems very quiet, and the speed is sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

There are many people along the way, mostly middle-aged and elderly.

Only at this age can there be enough regrets, and they are powerless to solve them, and they can only yearn for the mercy of the gods who are high up and look down on all beings.

……

The bus drove straight to its destination, turning down the main road towards a remote and uninhabited trail before stopping at a dilapidated abandoned factory.

The dark blue iron gate was mottled with red rust, and large swaths of wall paint peeled off, revealing the dark cement underneath them.

Weeds grew haphazardly, covering almost the entire open space in front of the factory, and five buses ran over them, leaving a few car marks.

It's not the kind of place Jun Komori imagined.

The man dressed in bright red got up and said to the believers, "We're here, get out of the car." ”

They all stood up, still silent, but their eyes and expressions were more solemn, as if they had stepped into the area where the god was.

Cautiously follow the man in red towards the inside of the factory.

"Poof, poof."

The sound of footsteps echoed faintly, the cold air full of dust clinging to the skin, and the turbid environment made people frown.

The machinery inside the abandoned factory has long since been emptied, and believers from all over Tokyo have gathered here.

Bright sunlight shone through the narrow windows, like a veil that barely illuminated part of the factory.

The overall environment is particularly dim and difficult to see.

A little spark crept out of the corner of the woman's pants, circled out of sight, and began to float into the air.

The believers are dressed in civilian clothes, the disciples are not, all of them are wearing red and easily recognizable clothes, there are nine people, exuding faint fluctuations of Dharma thoughts, and their strength is the transcendent of the first realm.

There are so many transcendents in this sect?

Jun Komori was surprised, and looked at the makeshift platform again, on which were pillars made of bronze, with distorted human faces wrapped around the surface, this god did not look like a good god no matter how he looked at it.

"Everyone," said the bishop who almost had the word benevolence and righteousness written on his face, raised his slightly fat hand, and said in a loud voice, "Let us pay homage to the great." ”

A little spark suddenly grew in size and turned into a fireball like a small sun in the northwest corner of the factory.

“？” The bishop tilted his head, wondering what was going on, when the fireball exploded into nine meteors and streaked through the air, striking them with precision.

"Ahhhh

The bishop wailed, trying to extinguish the flames in his body, but he could not stop the flames from flowing inward from the pores, evaporating the blood and scorching the veins and guts.

The bishop fell to the stage, his appearance dark and the smell of roasted meat.

"I don't need any sacrifices, and I won't fulfill any of your wishes!"

"God never loved the world!"

Jun Komori thinks that simple killing, or showing up to say something, will not dispel their faith, so it is better to pretend to be the god and tell them the cruel reality.

It can also be regarded as a side to complete their own commission.

"Funny little girl."

The murmurs are not at the factory, but on the side ?!

……

Jun Komori immediately transferred the factory's ghost back to his side, and turned to look at the blonde young man who spoke up.

The other party is dressed as a standard elite person.

A pair of shiny black leather shoes, a dark purple suit hugged the figure, as if it was made by a high-end craftsman, and the blonde hair was neatly combed back.

Elegant and formal.

"Who are you?" Jun Komori's face was full of vigilance, she never relaxed her attention, but she still didn't notice how the other party appeared beside her.

"Marvin Nichols."

The man reported his name in a gentle voice, "You don't have to be nervous, those wastes will die, and your value is much stronger than theirs." ”

"I'm not asking for your name, you're not human."

Komori's eyes were cold, and his white fingers were tightly clasped on the lamp handle.

The smile on the young man's face disappeared, and he looked at those eyes, like excellent quality red wine, and the luster emitted made people unable to take their eyes off, "Seeing the Eye of God~ There must be no problem for you to see my true body." ”

An illusory figure emerged from behind the young man, she was so tall that words could not describe it.

Dressed in a colorful and gorgeous robe, he wears a golden double crown that naturally shimmers, as if supporting the entire sky.

God?!

Komori Jun's face was full of shock, he didn't expect that the other party was not the kind of fraudulent teaching, but there were real gods living in it.

"Why are you here?"

"It's hard for us to let our true bodies come into this life, but we can come for a short time through the spirit child."

The illusory figure disappeared, and the blonde youth's expression remained gentle, "You smell of Niklas." ”

“？” Jun Komori had an idea in his heart, but he wasn't quite sure.

"In your human terms, the god of spring, she's a creature that disgusts me."

The blonde youth laughed, "You should have something important to take from her, right?" ”

“……”

Jun Komori didn't answer, and the flames of the demon in his heart skyrocketed.

The blonde youth gazed at the flame with interest, the coldness and tyranny that grew in it did not match the other party's sheep-like appearance, "Did you become a transcendent to take revenge on her?" ”

"It's not about you."

Komori replied coldly.

"Hehe, if you want revenge, you need strength."

The words rang out, echoing in the empty mountain forest, and she raised her hand, "Year after year, night and day hard training. ”

"There is no one in ten thousand, and it is far beyond the extraordinary talent of ordinary people."

"These ...... Can you really gain power? ”

"Huh."

She let out a chuckle and mocked humanity's supposed genius and hard work, "In the end, all you get is a tired, tattered skin." ”

Komori Jun's face sank like water: "What do you want to say?" ”

"People, after all, have limits."

With a smile on her face, she changed her hand to a handshake, "Give up your identity as a human being and merge with me, and you will get the power that is truly worthy of being called strength!" ”

"What if I refuse?"

In the face of Jun Komori's distrust, she didn't get angry, but just smiled: "That can only mean that you haven't realized the situation you are facing, and if you want to defeat Nicholas alive, it is impossible to do it with human strength." ”

A ring appeared in the palm of her hand, with a simple shape and blue lines on the surface, "When you wear this ring of vows, you will be given more power than you can imagine, and you will be able to fulfill any wish." ”

"You think I'll believe it?"

Jun Komori never shows a trace of warmth to the enemy, and always keeps the vigilance of a hungry wolf.

She smiled, "As long as you are hungry for revenge, fate will push you to my side, and no one can stop you." ”

The blonde youth's body turned from real to virtual, "I will wait for the day you put on the ring." ”

She vanished.

Jun Komori glanced at the hanging ring, and didn't intend to touch it, for fear of some traps.

She directly rolled herself up with her heart ghost and turned into a fire meteor and returned to Nohara Shrine.

……

"Haha, you can't do it!"

The brunette man laughed.

"Long-winded......" The woman with purple cherry eyes muttered, the person fell in the corridor, the long hair spread out behind the head, and the swaying hand unconsciously lifted the black vest, revealing the small waist of Yingying.

The surface is as white as jade.

With the rhythm of the "mountain", the man feels dry again, and then takes a sip of wine, "You really can't." ”

"I can still drink ......"

Hanama Ju muttered, turned over, and continued to drink in a drunken dream.

Shiraishi shook his head, and his head became fluttering.

The flames fell from far to near, falling on the courtyard and bursting into sparks, and the picturesque girl walked out from the inside.

"Shiraishi-kun, something is wrong."

There was a bit of anxiety in her tone.

"Didn't the order settle yet?"

Baishi was not in a hurry, got up slowly, and said, "Then let me go and move." ”

Jun Komori frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "Shiraishi-kun, you better sober up first......

"Komori."

Shiraishi leaned closer, and the exhaled wine fell on her pink cheeks, "Well, needless to say, I understand, go and warm my bed, ah, no, make the bed, I'll go and go back." ”