Chapter 810 One More
Chapter 810 One More
The evening skyline took on an eerie blood-red hue.
The deserted Sasagami Elementary School stood in the afterglow of the setting sun. The big black iron gate in front of the school was locked and rattled by the noisy wind and dust.
This place no longer looks as peaceful as it does during the day, and the atmosphere of ghost stories is much stronger.
"Ah——Hum——"
With a round of Ah-Hung breath, Tsurumi Aoi did not stop, and effortlessly jumped over the front gate of Sasagami Elementary School and ran towards the teaching building.
That painting was painted by Toshimichi Sugiyama.
There might be something wrong with that painting.
Tsurumi has sharp eyes and sharp thoughts. As Kamiyagawa's disciple, she feels that she should have discovered and confirmed the problem with the painting earlier, instead of realizing it later like now.
Of course, it may not be too late now.
Tsurumi rushed into Mr. Kihara's office, rummaged through the drawer to find the stack of children's drawings, and successfully found Sugiyama Toshimichi's drawing among them.
This is it.
Drawing of the "Where" game on the playground -
Right at the top of the drawing paper, written in untidy handwriting were the words "Our Class 2, Grade 3".
In the center of the picture, there are two children standing in a grid, and a group of children are surrounding the two children who are playing games. All the children look very happy. Although except for the two "protagonists" who are playing the game, the others are basically simple strokes, no different from stick figures, but their mouths and eyes are represented by arcs representing smiles.
In the corner of the picture are three sickle weasels. Depicted in dark and gloomy colors, the three weasels are like mad beasts, with bloodshot eyes, staring at the group of children playing.
Tsurumi's eyes narrowed and he quickly scanned the painting.
"Twenty-nine."
There are a total of twenty-nine children appearing on the screen.
Tsurumi took the painting, quickly left the office, and went to Mr. Kihara's class next door.
There are only twenty-eight desks in this classroom.
Tsurumi stood in the empty, dim classroom and looked back at the children's drawing in his hand.
The twenty-nine children were all satisfied and smiling. Their lines were simple, tender, and innocent. But at this moment, they looked even more bizarre and grotesque than the three sickle-weasels drawn in the corner of the drawing paper.
"One more."
Sugiyama Shunmichi drew an extra child.
Of course, this could just be a coincidence.
There were only twenty-eight children in Mr. Kihara's class, and Sugiyama happened to draw one extra for some reason.
But what if this is not a coincidence, what if this is not a mistake in the drawing.
Then we have to consider who the extra child in this painting is.
"While these children were playing the 'where' game, the kamaweeds were hiding nearby and intimidating them."
The target of Kamaitachi's threat, were they these children themselves, or...
Something mixed in with the child?
"Senior Sister." Tsurumi walked out of the classroom with the painting.
At this time, Kanoyaya, who had returned to Sasagami Elementary School with her, was standing in the corridor outside the classroom, facing the direction of the playground, with his eyes closed and his small nose slightly wrinkled.
Tsurumi knew that her junior sister might have made some kind of discovery as well.
"Xiao Kui." After a few seconds, Shikanoya opened his eyes again, "The smell of ghost stories here has become stronger."
"Ah."
"I smell the scent of a beast. I smelled the scent of the lone Kamaitachi in Tokyo, and this morning I thought the remaining scent here also belonged to the Kamaitachi. But... that's not the case. Now I can finally distinguish them - there are other smells mixed here, and something else has been active here. And it's also a beast-type monster."
Kode's discovery reached the same conclusion as Tsurumi's, and their conclusions verified each other.
There is something else in Sasagami Elementary School.
……
Tokyo.
Nahiro Akimichi finished today's club activities and was walking home with her schoolbag in hand.
"Yukino hasn't come to school all day." thought the girl who returned home alone.
Is it because of that incident?
The weasel found in the park seemed to be a monster.
So, Yukino went to deal with things related to weasels today, right?
Qiu Dao felt as if he had caused trouble for his good friend again.
"Ugh."
The girl sighed slightly.
However, Yukino is a very, very powerful exorcist.
"I hope everything goes well for Yukino."
The girl, with a worried look on her face, walked and thought as she returned to the downstairs of her apartment building.
Akimichi's hometown is in Aomori Prefecture. When she goes to school in Tokyo, she lives in her brother's house.
Take the elevator upstairs and open the door with the key.
"I am back."
The house was dark and the lights were off.
My brother doesn’t seem to be back yet. He might be working overtime again.
Qiu Dao was used to this. She changed her shoes at the entrance and walked towards the living room.
Bang - Bang -
There was a noise in the living room.
"Brother—Ah!"
Akimichi walked out from the corner of the entrance and was shocked by the scene in front of him.
The window of the living room was not closed, and the wind from the high building blew in, blowing the curtains. In the middle of the living room, a figure was standing stiffly, facing Qiu Dao sideways.
He is Akimichi's brother.
"Brother, are you home? Why... don't you turn on the lights?"
While looking at his brother, Akimichi Nahiro raised his hand to the wall, trying to turn on the light.
pat.
I pressed the switch, but the lights in the house didn't come on.
With the light from the window, Qiu Dao saw that his brother was holding a basketball. He put his hands on his chest, loosened them, and the ball fell to the floor with a "bang", then bounced up again and was caught by Qiu Dao's brother.
"What are you doing?"
Not right.
Akimichi noticed that his brother's expression was strange.
He just stood there straight, his expressionless face looking very pale, and he let go with a stiff movement, catching the ball, not caring about his sister at all.
Bang, bang.
The basketball bounced twice more.
The next time I let go, Brother Akimichi opened his tightly closed lips and began to sing in a low voice.
A Temari song.
"Where are you?"
"Fat Queen."
boom.
"Where's Higo?"
"Kumamoto."
boom.
Akimichi's brother sang and played basketball at the same time, and when he sang a certain ending note, he lifted his foot and let the basketball pass under his body.
"Stop it, bro, you're scaring me!"
After all, Qiu Dao had experienced supernatural events before, so she understood that something extraordinary must have happened to her brother.
She tried to wake her brother up, but it was no use.
She wanted to rush forward and snatch the ball from her brother's hands, but just as she raised her foot, a strong wind blew in from the window and knocked her to the ground.
“There is a raccoon cat on Mount Senba.
The hunter shot it to death.
Cook it, bake it, eat it.
Cover it with leaves.”
Bang - Bang -
In the dim living room, Qiu Dao's brother sang and danced, sang and danced, and the basketball in his hand was hit faster and faster.
Finally, the ball was hit to the floor at the fastest speed and then jumped high again.
Qiu Dao did not hear the sound of the basketball falling to the ground.
She heard even louder winds, which rushed into the house through the half-open window, blowing the furniture to and fro and causing it to clang to the ground.
In the chaos, Qiu Dao was about to lose sight of her brother. Her brother seemed to disappear just like the basketball that bounced high and disappeared.
Not only Akimichi's brother, but this invisible wind also left Akimichi Nahiro with no way to escape.
"Ying ying."
Qiu Dao, who was lying on the ground, felt his sleeve being pulled by a tiny force. When he looked up, he saw a pair of round little eyes.
It's the weasel.
It appeared in Akimichi's house at some point, and was biting Akimichi's sleeve with its mouth, trying to pull her out of the wind.
The fur on the sickle-tailed weasel fluttered, and the originally yellow fur was now emitting a hint of cherry pink. Wind was also blowing out from the sickle-tailed weasel's body, but the wind it could control was far less powerful than the wind blowing in from the window.
"My brother, please save my brother!"
In desperation, Akimichi Nahiro turned to Kamaitachi for help.
But the weasel's face was filled with human-like panic, and all it could do was drag Akimichi towards the entrance.
As for Brother Qiu Dao, who had been completely engulfed by the wind, there was nothing he could do.
The entrance door is getting closer and closer.
at this time--
There was a clang.
The sturdy security door was broken open by external force.
Akimichi Nahiro saw a figure flash and fly past the entrance of her house.
"Prajna!"
It was a young and tall male figure, vaguely familiar. His clothes and black hair were blown by the strong wind, but he was not moved at all, exuding an indescribable, reassuring feeling.
Then, Qiu Dao saw a beautiful and cool robe curling out from behind the person.
The scattered and messy black lines fluttered out from the wide cuffs of the jacket, filling the living room in an instant.
The howling wind calmed down at that moment.
The air becomes quiet.
Bang, bang, bang.
Akimichi Nahiro heard the sound of the basketball bouncing on the ground.
She turned her head with all her strength and saw her brother lying in the middle of the messy living room.
"Your brother is fine."
Akimichi saw the man who broke into her house at the critical moment, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and walked to her side. The slender and graceful figure in the kimono had disappeared from the other person's side.
She recognized this man.
"You are... Yukino's brother?" The girl, who had just recovered from her shock, breathed a sigh of relief.
Yukino is a very good exorcist.
Her brother seemed to be the same.
Although it is not clear what exactly happened, he was saved.
"Well, it is."
Kamiyagawa nodded casually.
He twisted a strand of brown and yellow beast hair between his fingers, which was slowly turning into ashes and dissipating.
He leaned down and caught the sickle-tailed weasel that was trying to escape while crying.
He cupped the weasel's armpits with both hands, lifted it in front of him, and observed it intently.
"Wow, it's still a little female weasel."
The weasel, whose fur was slightly cherry pink, was still squeaking and struggling by flailing its limbs, but when its round eyes met Kamiyagawa's gaze, it inexplicably calmed down a little.
"Akimichi Nahiro, right? Everything is fine here. Stay home and look after your brother. The police will be here soon."
Kamiyagawa didn't explain anything further to the unfortunate girl, and left with Kamaitachi.
Sister Ohara was still waiting for him downstairs on her ghost motorcycle.
While going downstairs, Kamiya glanced at "Kaidanmonogatari".
[B-level ghost story, the spirit of Fuuma Saburo is descending, the progress of the strange visit is 97%!]
[The spirit attachment has been retrieved - Temari Uta "Where Are You?"]
"Fengmata Saburo, judging from the strand of hair I just caught, the real body should be a raccoon... It is not a visitor, but it is still in the spirit, so Feng Saburo is not actually here. It is really rare to see a wild god in the spirit, and the basis for the spirit is a nursery rhyme."
"It seems that the invisible wind has attached itself to the invisible song."
Feng Sanlang is naturally a monster related to wind.
In some areas of Japan, such as Kumamoto Prefecture and Fukushima Prefecture, he is worshipped as the god of wind.
It is said that in a village somewhere in Kumamoto, the villagers would hold a wind festival on June 27th every year. They would build a small hut at the entrance of the village that could be blown away by the wind, hoping that the wind god would bypass the village when passing by.
In some places, when the wind god sacrifice is held, the children of the village are organized to sing songs together.
Such as——
"Feng Sanlang, blow somewhere else..." and so on.
In general, it is a kind of monster that needs to be appeased and is highly destructive.
After learning the true identity of the evil monster and combining it with the clues his disciples got in Niigata Prefecture, Kamiyagawa has roughly figured out what happened.
He looked at the little female weasel in his arms who had already behaved well. "You and your companions tried to stop Fuusaburo from visiting Niigata, right? But you were driven away by the exorcists who didn't understand the situation. I guess when you were escaping, you were already targeted by Fuusaburo because you were weak, so it went after the people you had contact with."
"Ying ying."
Kamiya didn't need to really understand what Kamaitachi was saying, he could roughly guess what it meant by understanding its emotions.
"You just realized it now? Don't be too upset. You are a good kid."
And my little deer is also a good boy.
You should be able to get along well!
"Okay, I'll take you to find your companions."
Kamiya River was returning to Tokyo from Niigata.
After the disciples finally figured out the situation at Sasagami Elementary School, they immediately called their master to report the situation.
Xiaolu felt that the situation in Niigata was more complicated than expected. She had originally thought that she only needed to be on guard against Kamaitachi, but now there was another monster hiding in the dark that had not yet appeared. So she applied to her master, asking him to assign Xingxiong or Jinxiong to take extra care of her friend Akimichi Nahiro until this incident was over.
Although Master said that he would not participate in the exorcism work this time, he would still ask for help if necessary.
There's nothing shameful about asking people to do this!
Naturally, Kamiya accepted the pitiful request made by his eldest disciple on the phone.
Moreover, he himself rode the ghost motorcycle back to Tokyo. Anyway, the progress of his disciples was going smoothly, so it didn't take much trouble for him to go back and forth.
"It's time to go back to Koro and Tsurumi... I've asked Yatagarasu to keep an eye on them, but now that things are almost over, it would be better to see with my own eyes if the two girls have grown up recently." (End of this chapter)
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