Saturday at eight a.m.

Taxis arrived on time.

If Izumo Shrine is the largest shrine, then Inari Shrine is a small shrine that no one cares about.

The main thing is that it's too remote.

None of the shinkansen can be reached, so you can only take a taxi.

Although it is very expensive, it is fortunate that Jinguji Fuyuo has money.

You can see it from the best school in Tokyo that Haruhiko has attended since she was a child.

"The car is ready."

The driver knocked on the door and said politely.

Those who can live here are either rich or expensive.

"I'm in trouble."

Haruhiko opened the door and said.

"No trouble."

The driver waved his hand and said with some sighs, "Is the guest a star?" He's so handsome. ”

"It's not."

Haruhiko smiled softly and said, "I'm just an ordinary high school student. ”

Game.

Engaging in a handsome protagonist is a routine operation.

“……”

The driver was speechless.

Ordinary?

If he had this kind of appearance, he would not drive a taxi, but a luxurious car.

"Guest, please get in the car."

The driver opened the door and said.

It rained for a day, and after leaving Bunkyo Ward, Tokyo, it finally stopped.

It was surprisingly quiet.

Haruhiko always felt that something would happen that would open his mind.

But thankfully not.

The car was parked in front of a hill.

"This is it."

The driver kindly reminded him, "Keep walking, don't stop, and you will see Inari Shrine at the end." You can call me if you need to go back, but you have to pay more. ”

"Okay."

Haruhiko got out of the car, turned around, and looked at Aoyama.

As far as the eye can see, the Black Forest is dense.

There is only a rugged mountain road that leads to the depths.

Haruhiko's heart tightened slightly.

I'm afraid that an eight-foot adult will come out in the next second and swallow him whole.

But he has a pure yang body, so he is not afraid, but rather looking forward to it.

Mountain, very big, very high.

After climbing for two hours, I saw the faded torii.

Soon.

When Haruhiko arrived in front of Inari Shrine, he couldn't help but shake his head, no wonder no one came.

It was more dilapidated than he had imagined.

It seems to have not been taken care of for decades, and there are cobwebs and dust everywhere.

The pool in front of the shrine has dried up, the boxes with wooden lattices are empty, and the fox messengers on both sides are even more crooked.

Only the illuminated stone lanterns prove that the shrine is indeed inhabited.

Haruhiko entered the shrine hall.

As always, empty.

He was thoughtful.

Jinguji Dongyu obviously didn't regard the original body as his son, but adopted him for the sake of his mother's face.

Otherwise, how could we have seen each other in seven or eight years?

At the same time, Haruhiko speculates that Jinguji Fuyugo's personality may be cold.

She stayed at Inari Shrine, which can be called a seclusion.

As for where her money came from, it should have been a demon commission she received.

The more powerful you are, the more money you have.

It is an eternal truth.

"Aunt Winter Palace."

Haruhiko thought for a moment and shouted directly.

It's called Aunt because Jinguji Fuyuo is his nominal adopter.

Moreover, it is suitable for age.

When she was eight years old, she looked like she was nearly thirty years old.

Now, it can only be bigger.

The only strange thing, no matter how you think about it, is that the specific physiognomy is vague.

Maybe it's because the original body is young and it's been too long.

In addition, Jinguji Winter Palace looks mediocre.

So, no impressions.

"What's the matter?"

A cold voice rang out.

"Aunt Dongyu, who are my parents?"

Haruhiko didn't talk nonsense and asked straight to the point.

Silent.

It was more than ten seconds before the voice came out again.

"I don't know."

“……？”

Haruhiko's face was full of question marks.

What does it mean to not know?

Aren't you my mom's friend?

"I haven't heard from them for a long time."

Jinguji Dongyu added rather coldly.

I see.

Haruhiko had actually expected it.

As the protagonist of the game, how can it be so easy to get the answer?

"Aunt Dongyu, do you have any clues? I want to find it myself. ”

"Your mother told you not to become a psyker, and not to look for her."

Jinguji Dongyu's words answered one of Haruhiko's doubts.

Why did the original body perform Psionic Awakening at school?

The school, which is an official institution, is closely related to the Grand Imperial Palace.

The main offer is the transfer of swordsmen and onmyoji.

Because priests and monks are fixed lineages.

And each shrine or temple has its own unique skills.

There is a shrine temple winter royal here, and the original body is obviously better to become a priest.

"I've grown up to make my own decisions."

Haruhiko's face was calm and he said in a deep voice.

"No regrets?"

Jinguji Dongyu asked.

But the tone is still indifferent.

It's like just a little thing to eat and drink.

"No, it won't."

Haruhiko's words fell, and a breeze of cherry blossom scent blew.

His eyes widened.

A figure appeared.

She has long pink hair, fair skin, a delicate face, and fox eyes.

Wearing a red and white witch costume, she has long legs and a thin waist, and her chest is round and full, and she is talented.

was supposed to be a demon girl who charmed everyone, but her expression was cold, revealing a sense of indifference and holiness.

It makes people feel contrasted and contradictory.

Jinguji Fuyugo walked in front of Haruhiko.

The sound of bare feet in clogs slapping on the floor.

She's tall.

It's a head taller than fifteen-year-old Haruhiko.

Jinguji Winter Palace leaned down slightly.

The white abyss magnified in front of Haruhiko's eyes with a sense of oppression from top to bottom.

Stop until the distance between the two people is almost zero.

Haruhiko began to worry about the quality of her kimono and whether it would crack due to too much pressure.

He even wanted to help.

Jinguji Winter Palace's golden eyes looked carefully.

Haruhiko is handsome and cute, like a shapeshifting fox.

At the same time, there is a faint abundance of yang energy.

"Are you Aunt Dongyu?"

Haruhiko subconsciously took a half step back and asked in disbelief.

If he's not mistaken, Jinguji Winter Palace should be almost forty years old, right?

But now, she looks like she is in her twenties, and there is nothing wrong with her.

Problematic!

Big problem!

Although psionic beings are special, they cannot live forever.

Only youkai can do that.

But whether it's a demon or not, Haruhiko isn't sure for the time being.

After all, in this world, anything is possible.

And Jinguji Fuyugo is a shrine maiden.

According to the game's premise, gods exist.

At the time of the week, he was still active in the world.

But now, it's hidden behind the scenes.

As for the reason, it's up to the player to explore.

Shrine maidens, as clergy worshipping the gods, must keep their bodies and minds clean.

"I am."

Jinguji Dongyu opened his mouth and was concise and to the point.

Haruhiko was in a trance.

Her cold and dusty expression, against the backdrop of the lights, is extremely unreal.

made him feel more and more that she was not human.

Jinguji Dongyu raised his hand and stretched out his white and slender index finger against Haruhiko's eyebrows.

Her eyes were clear as water, and she was staring at him all the time.

Haruhiko was stared at by her cold gaze, and suddenly felt a little apprehensive.

What's going on now?

"You're not in good shape."

Jinguji Winter Palace suddenly spoke.

“……”

Haruhiko tugged at the corners of her mouth.

What do you mean?

Whether it works or not depends not on words, but on actual actions.