The yukata was changed by Shizuru, and not only was she dressed neatly, but she also tied her belt.

Ruiji won't mind the things that his sister does for him, everyone is a girl, and they have each other, so there is no need to overreact, it is better to change the traditional way of thinking - to be seen is to earn.

The air conditioner in the room was on, and the stingy still stream would be willing to give up, and Ruiji almost thought that he had crossed into some terrible world line. The witch's costume on the coat rack, the broom next to the wall, and the neatly arranged magic textbooks on the bookshelf all reminded her of a few things.

First, the world of witches really doesn't poke.

Second, you should be satisfied with being in such a strange world, and you should not delusionally go to other worlds.

Third, prepare for tonight's work in advance, and wait for the Fujinaga family's airship with peace of mind.

"She actually drove an airship to pick up people to work, this woman is too flamboyant."

Ruiji is a little envious of the financial resources of the big conglomerates. In the world of witches, money is also a major decisive factor, and rich witches are definitely more convenient than ordinary witches.

The appointment was 6 p.m., and it's 2 p.m. on a sunny day, with about four hours to go fishing.

"I seem to have forgotten something very important."

Ratchet struggled to remember without a clue, until he caught a glimpse of the knife that had followed him back from the regional weirdness. Speaking of Taidao, I have to think of the strange talk of the three days and the moon that appeared in my own yard.

Dressed in the armor of an ancient samurai covered in pitch black, he claimed to be a samurai from the Azuchi-Momoyama period, and now the seal created by magic is in the shrine, and it needs to be unlocked by a witch and make a contract with it, which is probably the case.

The case of a witch and a strange story making a contract is not an isolated case, and some strange stories that are harmless to witches and ordinary humans, that is, "harmless strange stories" in a broad sense, can provide convenience in many fields. High-level weird talk has the same thinking ability as people, can speak people's words, think in a human way, and is no different from people except for identity and form.

That being said, those weird things can be transformed, and it's perfectly fine to live in a witch pile.

"I felt the need to wake her up."

Returning from regional weirdness, Riji's mentality is very different from before.

It's much more comfortable to be blessed with a strange story than to hide in a safe zone and be afraid. I was harassed and tortured by strange talk for three consecutive nights, causing mental pollution and feeling difficulty breathing, and the reason was that my strength was not strong enough to deter strange talk.

She needed a power to protect herself, so she wouldn't cause trouble for Shizuru.

Dressed in hard clogs, Ruiji walked through the shrine's dilapidated cloisters and along the poorly repaired, uneven stone path into the depths. During the day, the shrine is well-lit, and the shady trees sandwich the trail in between, casting a shade of gray as the sunlight is blocked by the lush foliage, leaving only a few small spots of light when it falls to the ground.

It is only during the day that the winding paths are created, and at night, everywhere becomes terrifying, and the more you look at the huge shrine, the more you look like a hotbed of urban weirdness that breeds horror stories.

Shizuru complained about several families across the street from the shrine.,Their children are not witches.,Have the awe and timidity that ordinary people will have.。 They often climb over the walls of the shrine in groups at night to hold a test of courage, and Shizuru has repeatedly found them trampling on the lawn and making a mess of their home.

I have complained to the parents of the bear children many times to no avail, and Jingliu can't sanction them, so I thought of a good way.

When the new test of courage began, she and her friends at school pretended to be covered in blood and died a miserable death, and specially came to the present world to take revenge on the evil humans, and slowly "walked" out of the dark and lightless woods.

Magic can do many things, such as deceiving others' senses of smell, sight and hearing, which is the classic [five senses deception].

The little kid who didn't know the height of the sky had the illusion that he was disturbed by the strange talk, and that he was going to be caught and eaten next.,Frightened to crawl away from the shrine.,Don't dare to step further in the future.,When you see it, you will walk around.。

"Hmm...... It would be nice to transform this place into a haunted house with a theme like Fujii Hospital. ”

If someone really came to buy this piece of land, Ruiji might not hesitate to agree, and take the money to take Shizuru to find a better place to live and study together, perfect the beautiful witch girl, go to Hokkaido to buy a floating island by the sea, and live a life without fighting with the world every day.

Wishes are wonderful, but hard to achieve. Even if someone really comes to buy it, with Shizuru's character, he won't agree.

"Forget it, think of something practical."

She cleared the half-man-tall weeds at the end of the road, and behind the grass a white torii gate of different colors appeared. The different colors of the torii gate represent different meanings, vermilion symbolizes warmth and promotes agricultural production, and the white torii gate is made of white wood, which represents the color of life itself, and has the meaning of sacredness, purification and exorcism.

It's hidden behind a lush tree, and you can't spot it without looking closely.

The white columns of the torii gate are entwined with turquoise moss and weeds and creepers that stretch upwards, and the color tends to be close to that of plants, rather than the original pure white, and it is easy to overlook.

"The white torii gate, behind it should be the place where the three days and the moon were sealed, right?"

Rij doesn't have much of an impression of this place.

The area of the shrine is not big, but it is not small, except for the living area that is often used, the rest of the area is used less frequently, and it is easy to become a blind spot that is overlooked.

The night the red moon appeared, she remembered that the three days and the moon had disappeared at the end of the road.

Behind the torii gate is a large courtyard separate from the various functions of the shrine, with a waterfall about 20-30 meters high.

Strangely, she couldn't hear the sound of the waterfall rushing down from the shrine, and she couldn't see it when she flew above on a broomstick.

"I guess some kind of powerful building magic was used."

She stood in the distance admiring the sudden appearance of the waterfall, and thought of the strange sight she had seen flying over the floating island near the Ginza business district.

A large private floating island with several landmarks built on it that cannot be seen in Japan anyway, including but not limited to the Colosseum in Rome, the pyramids in Egypt, and the blue domes of Santorini.

As long as you have money, you can afford to hire a well-known architect witch, and no matter how outrageous the building is, you can rise on your own floating island. Some witches who like to play tricks design their rooms in the style of pyramid tombs, and the bed they sleep on is the golden coffin of the pharaoh, although this is a bit unlucky, but witches are witches after all, and their attitude cannot be speculated with common sense.

There is a resemblance between the space behind the white torii gate and Sasama, which does not exist in the present world.

Drawn to this inexplicable waterfall, Rijj gets closer and closer.