Maijo Keisuke felt that Myojin Kiyone’s words made sense, but there was still something unclear:
"Since superpowers do not exist, and what the witches and priests do is only to gather the power of faith, then the so-called guardians, or the blessing items such as the enshrined pots, are useless?"
Myojin Kiyone let go of Maijo Kyousuke's hand, and then took out an emerald green magatama from his chest:
"Sir, don't underestimate the role of blessing items. In fact, its role is far more powerful than you think."
"Don't you think, sir, that if you are walking at night, or when you feel helpless and hopeless in life, having such an item that can help you protect yourself from disasters will make you feel more at ease?"
"Not to mention, there is also a guard that symbolizes love. If you only regard the guard of love as a talisman, then you are totally wrong!"
"Because the true meaning of love guarding is the longing for the lover."
"Missing, like 'potential', is also a kind of wonderful energy."
"It will transmit the thoughts to the loved one through the medium of love guard. This is the true function of love guard."
When Maijo Keisuke heard Myojin Kiyone speaking these nonsensical words seriously, he couldn't help but shake his head:
"Although this sounds wonderful, isn't it a bit too ridiculous?"
"Instead of letting me believe that things like longing can be transmitted through the guards, I would rather believe that there really are people with super powers."
Myojin Kiyone heard Maijo Keisuke's words, stared at Maijo Keisuke and explained with a smile:
"Sir, actually this is not that unreasonable."
"There are many interesting stories circulated in Japan, such as the husband who died in a foreign country, and the wife who was thousands of miles apart could actually know when her husband died."
"Those who are lovelorn will be reminded of the sweetness of the past when they revisit the scenery they walked through together."
"People with visual impairments can find each other with great accuracy even in a sea of people."
"These evidences illustrate the existence of the energy of missing."
"In other words, as long as you miss someone enough and love them passionately enough, this energy will definitely be transferred to the other person's heart."
"And Yushou is the medium for energy transmission. Because of this medium, we can accurately send our thoughts to the people we love, which is the so-called thinking of people when we see things. Yushou is such an emotional sustenance."
After Ming Shen Qingyin said this, he once again let out a laughter as clear as a silver bell:
"Sir, although this sounds pitifully stupid, you must ask, how could anyone be so stupid as to have emotional attachment to a cloth bag?"
"But in fact, what most people in the shrine seek is marriage. People who are not in love want love, and people who are in love want it to be long-lasting."
"There are approximately 111 million people in Japan. With the development of science and economic progress, everyone is saying that they do not believe in gods."
"But in fact, when faced with love, the first thing most people think of is to go to a shrine to ask for a love guardian, right?"
When Maijo Kyousuke heard Myojin Kiyone's words, he seemed to feel something.
"Emotional sustenance?"
Repeatedly chewing on Myojin Kiyone's words, inspiration suddenly emerged in Maijo Keisuke's mind:
"Ms. Myojin, are there paper and pens here?"
"I want to write something now!"
——
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
There was a knock on the door of Maijo Keisuke's room. When he opened the door, he saw Myojin Kiyone appearing in front of him with a good pen and paper.
"Sir, can I be your first reader?"
Maijo Kyousuke did not refuse Myojin Kiyone's inquiry, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Grabbing a pen and paper, he sat cross-legged at the table and began to write the story that came to his mind.
Myojin Kiyone is like a book boy.
Sitting next to Maijo Keisuke with his hands on his chin, he watched Maijo Keisuke use his poignant writing style to write a story about love on paper...
After all, Maijo Kyousuke is a human being, not a machine.
Although there are tens of thousands of stories in my mind, because there are so many stories, some key details are always forgotten.
But this mysterious girl, Myojin Kiyone, gave Maijo Kyousuke a huge inspiration.
Especially for love, longing, and the emotional sustenance represented by the guardian, this kind of unique answer made Maijo Keisuke full of inspiration!
It only took less than five hours.
Maijo Keisuke wrote the short mystery novel of about 20,000 words in one go.
"Tick tock—tick tock—"
Maijo Kyousuke wrote the end of the story, put down the pen in his hand, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
At the same time, I saw a few water droplets dripping from above and falling onto the manuscript paper.
At first, Maijo Kyousuke thought it was water vapor condensing on the roof.
He looked up and saw Myojin Kiyone with red eyes.
"Miss Myojin?"
Maijo Kyousuke spoke in surprise, which made Myojin Kiyone hurriedly wipe his eyes with his sleeves:
"Sir, the story you wrote is really great!"
"Although it is only a short 20,000 words, the emotions contained in it are also extremely twisted and cruel."
"But people can't help but feel pity for Suzue, the heroine in the story."
"Especially Mr.'s poetic and pathos-filled writing style amplifies this sadness dozens or hundreds of times!"
"Before this, I didn't know what kind of writer your husband was."
"But judging from the level of your short story, you must be no ordinary person!"
"Even if you are not a well-known writer now, you are still a rising star who is ready to take over the literary world!"
When Maijo Keisuke heard Myojin Kiyone's praise, he was not too surprised, because this short mystery, in another parallel world, was hailed as representing the highest literary achievement of Japanese mystery novels!
Thinking of this, Maijo Kyousuke grabbed a pen and wrote the name of this short mystery "A Platycodon Flower" in the blank space.
Seeing the title written by Maijo Keisuke, Myojin Kiyone asked with some confusion about the confusion in his heart:
"Sir, your story is so beautiful, but there is something I don't understand."
"Your story is obviously about a sad and twisted love, so why didn't you choose to use flowers that symbolize sadness, such as night-blooming night-blooming night-blooming night-blooming night-blooming night-blooming cereus, or flower of the other side of the world, instead of using platycodon flowers?"
"Does it have any special meaning?"
When Maijo Kyousuke heard Myojin Kiyone's question, he patiently answered:
"Ephyllum cereus, flower of the other shore, mostly describes fleeting love and desperate love."
"But Suzue in the story obviously doesn't have this kind of love."
"Her love is joyful, but also hopeless. It is the kind of hopelessness that clearly has the opportunity to seize happiness, but misses it."
"In this case, the white platycodon flower is like what Miss Myojin told me before."
"If you expect the guardian of love to protect love like a talisman, it is better to let the guardian become the sustenance of emotion."
"Miss Suzue's love guardian in the story is the pure white platycodon flower."
"She wants to use that platycodon flower that still remains pure white in the red light of Fengyue Place, like the Eight Hundred Houses and the Seven Girls, gambling on a pure colored glass!"
"Even if I died, I didn't let the platycodon flower pollute it, leaving the pure whiteness in the man's heart."
Myojin Kiyone was obviously shocked to the core by the story written by Maijo Keisuke.
Staring at the manuscript on the table, I was immersed in the story of "A Platycodon Flower" and couldn't help myself. I couldn't calm down for a long time!
