Butterfly House.

After some discussion.

Tanjuro agreed to train the Mentors on the Transparent World.

It's noon the next day.

Since the columns are assigned to various places in Neon, and one person is in charge of an area, it will take some time to suddenly arrive at the headquarters.

In the courtyard.

Jigoro and Scalety were sitting in the hallway.

"Ugh." Jigoro was hanging his head and sighing.

Smiling as he watched a few children training in the courtyard, he turned his head sideways when he heard the sigh of his old friend beside him.

"What's wrong?" Scaly asked softly, since the two retired, they hadn't seen each other for a long time except for correspondence.

I haven't seen each other for a long time now, and both sides are gray-haired.

Jigoro shook his head, his face full of sorrow, and he didn't know how to speak:

"That kid... Ah, it's my apprentice. ”

"I don't know what stimulated me, and I suddenly wanted to participate in the final selection this time."

As he spoke, he slapped his thigh hard:

"He hasn't mastered the type yet, although the strength may be enough... But to participate in the final selection ...

"He's supposed to be next year's batch of swordsmen..."

As a cultivator, Kuwajima Jigoro can prevent Tsumigaku from going to participate in the final selection.

But he was also thinking in his heart - whether his apprentice could really be on it.

Even if he doesn't succeed in passing, with the temperament he understands, he will probably go down the mountain first.

Perhaps, he can also rub the sharpness of his big apprentice.

Seeing the sad face of my old friend.

Scales lowered his head and was slightly silent for a while.

Then, he looked up again and thought:

"Jigoro, I still have a few previously carved disaster masks here..."

Behind the two.

Tanjuro, who was passing by, stumbled sharply when he heard the words of the scales.

……

The entrance of the butterfly house.

Mt. Tsunadake, who was about to leave for Mt. Fujikashi, stood here.

"Master... What is it? ”

Puzzled, he took a white fox mask from Jigoro's hand and looked at it from side to side.

Knock knock!

Kuwajima Jigoro didn't speak, but just knocked the ground with his cane and looked at him with a serious face:

"Inatama Tsugaku!"

"Listen up!"

"The final selection is no joke! Only a handful of people survive every year! ”

"I didn't run away, and there are even fewer who have officially passed!"

His old eyelids drooped, and his eyes were full of worry as he looked at Miaoyue.

He is two apprentices, Yue Yue and Shanyi.

A type who can't learn the breath of thunder.

The other is the One that only breathes of thunder.

"Since you've made up your mind to go, be prepared to die there!"

Jigoro's old face turned red, and after he glanced at the puzzled Migaku, he turned around and walked towards the butterfly house on crutches.

Midake stood in place.

He looked at the mask in his hand, and then looked up at the master's back.

——？

A question mark slowly rises overhead.

He will survive, there is no doubt about it.

Staying alive is what he does best.

After confirming this idea, Migaku casually tied the mask around his waist and turned to leave the butterfly house.

The second floor of the butterfly house.

Shanyi leaned on the window and looked worriedly in the direction where Migaku had left.

……

……

This is a cemetery.

The white tombstones are densely erected and cover the entire mountain, but in front of each tombstone are neatly placed flowers for worship.

The sun was shining, and the white tombstone seemed to be shining, very quiet.

Yaoya Sanyashiki is wearing a white haori with a wisteria pattern on the hem, and he is worshipping and cleaning the graves one by one with the support of Tenyin.

"Yaoya..."Amane looked worriedly at Yaoyashiki, who was already blind, and she hesitated:

"In the future, I can pay tribute..."

Yaoya didn't speak, just shook her head slightly, her white eyelashes fluttering in the sun.

After skillfully inserting the flowers into the vase in front of the grave, Yaoya raised his head and spoke softly:

"Celestial sound."

"I'm nothing, compared to these children who fight with their lives against ghosts."

Then.

"Father."

Hika Sanyashiki, who had inherited her mother's gray hair, slowly walked from the other side, and she walked up to Yaoya.

Whispered a few words.

"That's right." Yaoya nodded, he smiled, reached out and gently stroked his daughter's head:

"The pillars have arrived."

He turned his head to Tianyin:

"Let's go."

……

……

Outside the cemetery.

The two Agakumasa, who were in charge of delivering the message to Hinata, were standing here and talking.

"Hey, you say."

"Why..."

"Your Excellency comes to visit the grave every day?"

"If you want to sweep the grave, you can come once a year."

Hidden Armor stared blankly at the sky, the shadows of the leaves falling on his face.

The other Yin Yi glanced at him helplessly, and then spread his hands:

"Are you an idiot?"

“… Yes?! Say it again?! ”

Yin Yi looked at Yin Jia with the eyes of a fool, he was silent for a while, and finally said:

"Of course it's because..."

"Every day of the year."

"It's the death day of those who have passed away."

Hear the words.

The noisy Hidden Armor also fell silent, he looked away from B, then touched his head, and slowly lowered his head guiltily.

Half a day.

"You're right."

"What?"

"I'm an idiot."

……

……

Soon.

The Sanyashiki Mansion.

The pillars have gathered here.

Of course, Tanjuro also arrived here with Grief Mingyu.

Trample.

The moment he stepped into the courtyard of the mansion, there were still a few lines of sight that looked straight over.

Immortal Chuan squinted his eyes and looked Tanjuro up and down suspiciously, his face full of puzzlement as he had a lot of new scars.

He remembers... The last time we met, this guy was much thinner than he is now...

But...

He snorted inwardly and turned his head away.

With two wooden knives in his arms, he came prepared this time - ready to be ashamed.

Last time, I just underestimated the enemy.

Swish!

Umji Tengen, who was wearing a shining gem on his head, had already walked up to Tanjuro and looked left and right.

Then, in Tanjuro's puzzled eyes.

Syllable! Syllable!

Yu Marrow Tianyuan patted him on the shoulder vigorously, gave him a thumbs up, and whispered:

"I heard that you repelled the first one, and you did a pretty gorgeous job."

That's when it happened.

Yaoyashiki's voice came from the roof terrace.

"Is everyone here?"

……

……

Long.

After Yaoya finished talking about the purpose of gathering the pillars this time.

"Transparent... World? ”

Several pillars looked at each other, and except for the sorrowful Mingyu, they all had some doubts.

"Your Excellency."

Immortal Chuan raised his head, he frowned, and looked at Tanjuro standing under the tree on the side:

"I'd like to have a competition with that Mr. Kamato over there, and I hope you'll allow me."

(End of chapter)