Yokohama City.

A nursing home.

The hazy moonlight shone through the windows and sprinkled on the neat white tiles, giving off a faint shimmer.

On a wooden chair in the center of the room, a gray-haired old woman was bowing her head, her silver-white hair hanging down on her wrinkled face, and she was seriously folding paper cranes in her palms by the moonlight.

Beneath her, hundreds of paper cranes had submerged her feet, like a hill piled up.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, she looked up at the bright moon outside the window, and an unprecedented clarity appeared in her cloudy eyes!

"Yuzu ......"

She muttered to herself.

"Grandma Crane in room 32, it's time to sleep~" The nurse's voice came from outside the door.

As if she hadn't heard her, Grandma Crane stood up from the wooden chair tremblingly, stepped over the sea of paper cranes with both feet, slowly walked to the window, and pushed the window open.

"Grandma Crane, I'll come in!"

The sound of a caregiver turning a doorknob rang out.

Grandma Crane looked up at the moon, slowly closed her eyes, and the next moment, her body turned into one floating paper crane after another, dissipating into the air!

These cranes vibrated their wings like a large white cloud as if they had come to life, flying through the open windows into the dark night sky!

The nurse pushed the door open.

She saw the empty room and suddenly froze in place.

"Grandma Crane, Grandma Crane?"

She saw the open window, walked over blankly, and looked up, only to see a snow-white paper crane cloud, which was rising, facing the bright moonlight, and disappeared into the clouds......

……

Osaka.

The paper crane lying in the palm of Yuzurina trembled slightly.

Under Yuzurina's gaze, the paper crane flapped its wings and flew up, even if there was a charred black bullet mark on its back, it did not affect its movement in the slightest, and it floated straight into the sky.

The moment she saw this bullet mark, Yuzurina finally understood why she was taken to the warehouse by that group of thugs and had no wounds on her body after being shot......

Originally, she thought that the other party had missed, but now it seems that it was the paper crane hidden on her body that helped her escape.

Yuzurina watched as the crane flew into the sky and disappeared behind the clouds, and a moment later, a huge cloud of paper cranes tumbled out from under the night sky and surged straight towards Yuzurina!

These paper cranes surrounded Yurena's side, like a snow-white crane wind slowly spinning, Yuzurina stood in the center of the cranes, watching all this blankly.

Then, the cranes gradually converged on Yuzurina's right hand, and the figures were dismantled into white sheets of paper, which were automatically folded together......

The outline of a sheathed white paper knife emerges from the cranes.

Seeing this scene, the yellow-robed oracle's brows furrowed slightly.

"Sure enough......" The corners of Amamiya Haruki's mouth rose and he breathed a sigh of relief, "This knife is on your body." "

As the paper crane disappeared, a complete white long knife was quietly held in Yuzuna's hand, and shallow creases remained on the scabbard, spreading like a spider's web.

Yuzurina's black hair was scattered behind her, and she stood in the rain, looking at the knife in her hand in a daze, as if she saw the white cranes folded in her palm with a smile from Grandma Crane.

This is the Tsutsu knife left to her by Yuzuri Kurotsu.

The third of the nine swords of the disaster, [Thousand Cranes].

"Another knife master?" The yellow-robed oracle frowned and looked at the young Yuzurina, and after a moment, shook his head, "No, she hasn't become the master of the knife yet, it's just that this knife is protecting her......"

"You're wrong."

The corners of Amamiya Haruki's mouth rose slightly, "Since this knife has taken the initiative to come to her side, it means that she already has the qualifications to become the master of the sword, and she is only one time away from the real master of the sword." ”

"But, she hasn't drawn her knife yet, has she?" The yellow-robed oracle stared at Yuzurina, "What if, she herself doesn't want to become the master of the Wojin Sword?" ”

Amamiya Qinghui seemed to think of something, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The yellow-robed oracle made the Flying Rain Palace Qinghui, facing the young Yuzu Nai, and slowly spoke:

"You're Yuzuri's daughter, aren't you?"

"Yes......"

"How old are you?"

"Thirteen."

"Do you know what that knife is in your hand?"

Yuri was stunned, and after hesitating for a moment, she still shook her head blankly.

"That is the Disaster Knife that represents disaster and curse, and every Disaster Knife Master is destined to die, and there is absolutely no good death." The yellow-robed oracle envoy said calmly, with a sense of majesty in his words, "The moment you pull it out and become the master of the Wojin Sword, you will be wanted from the [Pure Land], become a [Fierce Ghost] level wanted criminal, and be hunted down by the oracle envoy...... Just like your father.

From now on, you will no longer be able to live an ordinary and happy life, you will always hide in this city like a mouse, and we will eventually find you and kill you.

The gods you believe in will never protect you again, and this country will be your enemy.

You...... Do you really want to be a 'wicked person'? ”

The yellow-robed oracle paused for a moment and continued: "You are still a child, there is no need to embark on this extremely evil path, give me that knife, you can continue to live your life happily, the gods will continue to protect everything you have, and you can grow up in peace......"

Yuzuri stood alone in the pouring rain with Chizuru in her arms, her messy black hair wet from the rain, and she quietly looked at the beautiful long knife in her hand, as if thinking about something.

Will you grow up safely......

A miserable smile appeared on Yuzurina's face.

The word stability has never appeared in her thirteen years of life...... It wasn't until she came to the Black Sycamore Club that she briefly experienced what it was like to be at home, but now, everything was shattered again.

Brother Qiye, Brother Xiaojin, Brother Amamiya, they are not ordinary people, even Uncle Kyosuke has become a mysterious person suspected of his father, and they are all wanted criminals.

As a child who grew up in this country, the only thing that has given her warmth and made her feel sincerely happy is a family composed of so-called "wicked people......

The "good man" made her bruised, but the "wicked" gave her warmth and laughter.

She raised her head and looked behind the yellow-robed oracle envoy, the hundreds of people kneeling on the ground like ants, their eyes full of complexity.

Are those dog-like people lying on the ground really what "people" should be? Is this what the gods want them to become? Is this what the gods have sheltered as a result?

Do the gods really care about their lives or deaths?

If she cared, where were the gods when she was kidnapped by the thugs and beaten? Where were the gods when her home was ransacked? She and Grandma Crane were forced to live in a shipping container and go hungry...... Where are the gods?

What is good and what is evil, Yuzurina is almost indistinguishable.