"What's?"

Wu Ye is not so blind that he can't even recognize the guy who eats, no matter how delicate it is, the soup spoon is still a soup spoon in the end, and he used this kind of thing when he ate curry a few days ago, so he won't admit it.

But what is the matter with Komachi handing him a spoon now? Invite him to dinner?

"Don't look at me like that, I don't know anything."

Naturally, he spread his hands, and Komachi said in a rather innocent tone:

"I've already said that this is what Lord Shiki gave me, let me hand it over to the 'right person' who meets the criteria, and now you are that person, I just did what Lord Shiki said."

"But what's the use of this thing?"

"I don't know."

“......”

I don't know what to do, this pit daddy is dead, and Wu Ye, who couldn't get any hints from Komachi, had to study the soup spoon in front of him by himself.

The wonderful pattern does not feel like an Oriental style or a Western style, and it does not match the characteristics of any other place in the world.

In terms of structure, it seems that it is only for the sake of making a spoon, and it does not feel like it can be used as tableware, so it may be more suitable as an ornament.

After looking at it from a close distance for a while, Wu Ye not only didn't find anything, but added a lot of troubles in vain.

No matter how you look at it, this thing is just an ordinary soup spoon, at most it is a unique style, but it is still a soup spoon.

Is it because Shiki Yingji uses such a strange rhetoric to spread the maze?

The confused Takeya flipped the spoon in his hand over and over again, but still didn't find anything, but when he was about to bring it closer to his eyes to take a closer look, something strange happened.

"Uh-oh!"

I saw that the spoon that was as still as stagnant as water seemed to come to life, and a pale blue flame burst out of it, covering the entire spoon in an instant.

"It's hot!"

The illusory and unreal flame had the same heat as the real flame, and when the flame covered the surface of the soup spoon, Wu Ye, who was holding the soup spoon, was naturally the first to be burned by it.

The moment the flames reached his fingertips, Takeya withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, and accidentally threw the soup spoon into the Santu River.

“......”

“......”

Listening to a plop, and then there was no more movement on the river, Takeya and Komachi looked at each other speechlessly.

"What, if you're not careful, you'll ......"

After a long time, Wu Ye grabbed his hair awkwardly and asked a little embarrassedly:

"Is it too late to pick it up now?"

"No, this is the ...... of the Santu River."

Even Komachi, who has always been rough-witted, didn't face these things with relief at the moment, although she was only the one in charge of handing them over, but the things were lost within two minutes of leaving her hand, which was a bit of a strange feeling.

"Uh......"

Lying on the side of the boat and looking at the bottomless Santu River, Wu Ye rarely became a little troubled and lost, not that he thought the soup spoon was good, after all, he couldn't study anything, but he instinctively felt a little distressed, and always felt that he had accidentally lost 100 million.

"Okay, don't be sad, isn't it just a guy who eats, if you lose it, you lose it."

Now it was Komachi who comforted him, and while he swung the oars again to let the boat go, Komachi said unconcernedly:

"I don't think it's an important thing, otherwise it wouldn't be possible for the Four Seasons Lord to hand it over to me for hundreds of years before I found someone who could send it out."

"Hundreds of years...... Isn't that even worse! ”

Komachi didn't say that it was okay, but when he said Wu, he was even more distressed:

"Maybe it's an artifact, maybe it has some awesome power, and it's actually lost by me like this......"

"Haha, how is that possible?"

Regarding Takeya's delusions, Komachi said hehe:

"If it's such a powerful thing, how could I not have discovered it, it's the most unusual soup spoon, at most maybe a commemorative thing."

"Nonsense."

Takeya seriously retorted:

"If it's really an ordinary soup spoon, then why is there a sudden fire on it! Isn't your soup spoon and the pot stove the same function? ”

"Hmmm......"

Komachi was silent, this was an inexplicable question, and she wondered why the spoon had been on her for hundreds of years without a problem, and as soon as it arrived, Takeya had an extra function in his hand.

She didn't suspect that it was caused by Takeya's own problems, after all, when people die, the lights go out, and normal undead will lose all their abilities in life.

That is to say, no matter how strong a guy is in life, once he becomes an undead, it is all the same, and in the face of death, all beings are equal.

"What do you say?"

"Well, let's think it's useful."

Wordless Komachi agreed with Takeya's statement, but she looked down at the river that was as deep as ever, and said helplessly:

"But what's the use of talking about that now? If you lose it, can you still make it jump out on its own? ”

“......”

There is a reason.

Since he had lost it, he seemed to have nothing to do except regret his carelessness, and with the last hope, he asked:

"Komachi, if it's an Enma, will you be able to fish out what you threw into the Santo River?"

"Impossible, right?"

Although it was a rhetorical question, Komachi said it in an affirmative tone:

"It's all said, the deepest part of hell is directly connected under the Santu River, and it's a place that even the Four Seasons adults can't reach, so how can anything that falls into it be fished out."

"How do you ...... like this?"

Well, Takeya, who had completely lost his hand to the treasure, had to look at the gloomy lake and sigh silently, and Komachi's boat finally reached the other shore in a depressed way.

I saw that among the reeds, which were no different from the middle way, a young girl wearing a crown was holding something like a token, and was quietly staying on the shore.

"Hey, Komachi, I didn't expect that your popularity on the other side was not bad, and there were still people to greet you."

"Greeting?"

Komachi was dumbfounded, she didn't remember that she had such a big face on the other side, but unfortunately the fog on the river was too thick, even she couldn't see the figure of the people on the shore.

Half of it was a joke to vent the boredom in his heart, and when Xiaozhou got closer to Wu Ye, he found that the people on the shore didn't seem to be able to call them girls, and this figure should be more suitable for a young girl.

Well, wait, why does this young girl feel a little déjà vu?

The closer she got to Takeya, the more she felt that something was wrong, and even Komachi felt that this figure in the thick fog was so familiar, just when she was about to land, before she could ask, the other party spoke first-

"Komachi! Where are you going to be lazy again! ”

"Huh, huh——?! Four, Four Seasons Adult?! ”

The imposing reproach seemed to carry an invisible wind pressure, forcibly blowing away the dense fog between the three of them, and suddenly that small familiar figure appeared in front of the two.

Dressed in a solemn robe, wearing a crown on her head, embroidering the word right and wrong on her shoulders, holding a rod of repentance, and her waist is not in the realm of glass, she is no more than the size of a child, she is the supreme judge of hell, the Four Seasons Yingji.

At the same time, he is also the boss of Komachi.

The atmosphere of dead silence spread in the three-person room, and Shikihime's lips opened slightly, as if he was about to say something, when suddenly he saw Komachi suddenly turn the oar in the opposite direction, and then rowed hard-

"Shiki-sama, I'm sorry ——!"

With an insincere apology, Komachi's boat made a magnificent wave on the Santu River, and the water on both sides of the river was stirred up to a height of at least three meters, and the boat disappeared into the dense fog in the blink of an eye, and Shikihime was stunned.

And Wu Ye, who was still on the boat, was even more miserable, he didn't have time to react at all, so he had to reluctantly hold on to the side of the boat, and half of his body floated up.

Looking at Komachi, who was paddling with both hands and flying like a fly, Takeya just wanted to ask silently:

Damn, who said that's the fastest speed?!