"Hmm, haven't you arrived yet? Komachi, didn't you say it was fast? ”

"That's the fastest speed ever."

"However, I can't see the other side at all."

"Nonsense, the river is full of fog, how can you see it?"

“...... There is a reason. ”

I don't know how long it took to sit on the boat in Komachi, five minutes? Ten minutes? In short, Takeya's state has changed from curiosity and excitement at the beginning, to boredom and stomach pain now.

Looking at a Erlang leg holding a reed branch that had just been brought on his clothes, Wu Ye shook his legs and urged to himself:

"It's so slow, it's so boring......"

"Takeya, you guy......"

Komachi shook his head helplessly, from ancient times to the present, this is the first "undead" who can be sent across the river by death in such a way, right?

"That's right, Komachi."

Familiar with the other party's arrogant personality, Wu Ye was no longer restrained, and asked casually:

"Idle is idle anyway, can you tell me some stories?"

“...... Hey, you guy, what the hell do you think of the ferry's death? ”

Although she complained like this, it was obvious that Komachi was also a talker who was not willing to be lonely, so she asked again honestly:

"So what story do you want to hear?"

"Whatever, ferrying the undead, communicating with some famous dead...... By the way, this is a rare opportunity, can you tell me about Hades? ”

"Hades? Do you say Shiki-sama? ”

"Yes, that's the one, I think the name is called, Amathanadu?"

"It's Shikihime, right, Amasana is the title of the position held by Shiki-sama."

"Yes, yes, that's her."

Shikieihime Amasanadu, the Enma of Hell, Speaking of which, Takeya once had a relationship with the Supreme Inquisitor of Hell.

I remember that it was a few years ago, and the Hakurei shrine maiden at that time was not Reimu, but an early generation of shrine maidens.

The specific memory is blurred, and Takeshi only remembers that once after entering Gensokyo, he happened to meet the reimu of the ancestral shrine maiden who was about to go out to find a place to return at night.

The two of them leave the shrine together, and find the hangover of the old shrine maiden on the side of the cart stall outside of the human nature, she is being lectured in a state of half-drunk and painful pain, and the person who dares to preach to the Hakurei shrine maiden is none other than Shikihime.

At that time, Wu Ye was still young, and he didn't know how powerful this Enma was, but when he grew up, he gradually understood the strength of the young girl, uh no, it was the strength of Shiki Yingji.

"Shiki-sama, ......"

Xu Komachi didn't expect Takeshi to ask such a question, but fortunately, she was a talkative guy, or she was a representative of Gensokyo's rough nerves, and she didn't have any worries about talking about her boss in private.

"Shiki-sama is a very serious person, to put it bluntly, he is serious to the point of stubbornness, and sometimes it is really troublesome."

"Haunted?"

"Every time I skip work, she comes to her."

“......”

Isn't that a matter of course! Facing Komachi, who was all slotted to speak, Takeshi finally resisted the desire to complain, not that he was taking care of Komachi's mood, but he had a hunch that if he spit it out, I am afraid that this topic would never be able to stop anymore.

"However, although Shiki-sama can be very annoying at times, she is actually a very good-hearted person."

"Even if you preach every time?"

"Haha, that's not enough."

Komachi touched his head and laughed indifferently:

"Lord Shiki, as the chief referee in hell, has always worked hard."

Speaking of this, Komachi put away his joking expression and said in a rare serious tone:

"Because if you can't accurately judge a person's sin, then it is possible to bring irreparable damage to the other party, so even if it is against an ordinary person, Lord Shiki will do his best to judge it."

"Verdict, ......"

When Komachi said this, Takeya's heart inexplicably swelled with respect for the young girl, Lord Enma, and then he asked casually:

"By the way, did you just say that the basis for convicting a person of guilt is also the benchmark before life?"

"No, it's not."

Komachi shook his head and said:

"Shiki-sama has a standard for judging good and evil, and if it is completely different from the standard of human beings, he also has a different view of the severity of the sins they committed during their lifetime."

"Uh, how about that in a nutshell?"

"To put it simply, the verdict is the final decision of the Four Seasons, inferred by the Four Seasons, judged by the Four Seasons, and determined by the Four Seasons Lords, everything is decided by the Four Seasons, white is white, black is black, no evasion is allowed, no resistance is allowed."

“......”

Isn't that the policy of a tyrant who messes around according to his own willfulness! Give my respect back to my young daughter, Jizo!

Although he was complaining frantically in his heart, Wu Ye still maintained an expressionless calm face on the surface.

"In that case, what if I miscalculate?"

"Miscalculation, non-existent."

Shikihime's most faithful dogleg, eh, is a subordinate Grim Reaper, and Komachi completely denied Takeya's statement:

"Lord Shiki-sama will never misjudge."

"What if? Don't tell me I haven't had a single time in such a long time, although she is a young girl, she should be quite old, she is the chief referee. ”

"Hmm......"

This made Komachi suddenly a little unable to refute, even if she wanted to answer "no" immediately, but in fact, an exception had already appeared in her mind.

"Miscalculation, it's not nothing, but it can't be counted as if you think about it."

“...... What does this mean? ”

"Shiki-sama has never misjudged since I became the Grim Reaper, but before that, ......"

"Go on."

Komachi, who wanted to speak and stopped, still spoke under the repeated urging of Takeya:

"Shiki-sama has been the chief judge of Hell for a long time, and she told me about this, a long time ago, she once issued a judgment to throw a pure white soul into the deepest depths of hell."

"Pure White...... Does that mean innocence? ”

"Who knows."

The stall man said that he didn't know either, and Komachi's gaze gradually drifted away:

"It was a long time ago, no one can say the specific situation, and besides, I wasn't a god of death at that time, no, I didn't know if I was born at that time......

"Okay."

Wu also ended the topic casually, just casually asked, but he didn't think much about it, after all, how people judge it has nothing to do with him...... Even if there were, it would be decades later.

Everything on the river was still shrouded in mist, but Takeya could already vaguely see the outline of the shore ahead, but just before reaching the other shore, the boat suddenly stopped.

Takeya looked up in confusion and realized that it was Komachi who had taken the initiative to lower the oars.

"Komachi?"

"Speaking of which, I almost forgot about it."

"Huh?"

Puzzled, Takeya frowned and looked at Komachi and reached out to a pair of her own chests...... Feed! What are you doing?

I saw Komachi pull out something wrapped in dark cloth from his chest in a very indecent, or very bad posture.

"Here you go."

"Huh?"

Before Komachi could recover from the thought-provoking action just now, Takeya subconsciously reached out and caught what Komachi had thrown over.

"What is this?"

"I don't know."

Komachi shook his head solemnly, and then explained:

"This was given to me by Lord Shiki in the past, saying that I was going to hand it over to a person who 'is not dead, but he can't be considered alive', this is what I am talking about now, Takeya, right?"

"Uh......"

Wu is also a little dumbfounded, indeed, he who came to the other side because of a strange marquee, cannot be counted as dead, but also cannot be said to be alive.

So under Komachi's tacit gaze, Takeya uncovered the outer layer of dark cloth, and saw a delicate soup spoon lying quietly in it.