Saturday afternoon.
Today is a warm sunny day.
Kanoya finished studying Soami Rukado with Miss Kumo in Minato and returned home early on the ghost locomotive.
Because there were not many classes today and the weather was nice, she seemed to be in a good mood.
Xiaolu is the type of person who easily finds self-satisfaction.
Summer has not yet begun in the middle of May, and the temperature in Tokyo is indeed quite comfortable.
But after all, Kanoya has never lived in Tokyo for a long time. When the summer comes, the city will become hot, stuffy, and humid, which is a bit torture.
boom--
The ghost locomotive maintained its [ghost acceleration] state, roared through the courtyard wall, and crashed into the garage. Then with a handsome flick, Obara Hayao kicked the ground with his boots, firmly stopping the ghost motorcycle next to the ghost Mazda.
This highly technical parking action may be a bit redundant. After all, every time Obara takes off his cat-eared helmet, the motorcycle will dissipate.
But that's all for being handsome.
Kanoya jumped out of the back seat: "Thank you for your hard work, sister Hayao!"
After carrying his schoolbag out of the garage, Xiaolu saw three figures on the other side of the courtyard.
Her two ghost talk masters, and Master Hachisha.
"Is the end of the world about to happen!? Master Bachi is actually staying with two master ladies. What a strange combination... and the three of them are not at war with each other."
Such a rare sight surprised Kanoya.
And on that side——
Prajna was wearing a pair of small wooden clogs, holding gardening shears in her hand, and was pruning the branches of vegetation in the courtyard. Bachiyang was standing next to her, observing with interest.
As for Mary, she was sitting on the floor that extended from the living room.
The wind chimes on the eaves swayed softly above her head.
Most of the time, Mary's attention was not focused on Prajna and Bachiyang in front of her, but on the living room at the back.
Because Kamiya is staying in the room.
Eight-foot girl: "I didn't expect that Miss Prajna is also proficient in gardening. Through reasonable pruning, further regulating the reasonable distribution of nutrients and suppressing excessive growth, you can cultivate a beautiful tree shape. It is very impressive."
Prajna: "Only a little."
"That's too modest. It doesn't just look like you know a little bit. Everyone is obviously an Aragami. Why do you know so many things?"
Bashi Xian seemed to be full of curiosity about Prajna:
"Oh, I know, maybe it has something to do with the background of the story of your birth? Did Miss Prajna come from that kind of 'a well-educated aristocratic lady in ancient times, who was treated unfairly by her husband's family after getting married, and finally transformed into a Prajna resentful spirit' Was it born out of a similar story?"
"I'm not married."
While Prajna said this, he subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look at Kamiya River in the living room, but he held back as soon as he turned his face.
Naturally, she has never married, and she is still a young girl.
As far as public opinion is concerned, the background of the birth story is just a story. Like the Prajna of the Kamiya family, her character and abilities at birth were indeed affected by various "Prajna stories".
But she is not the protagonist of those stories, she exists independently.
To put it more bluntly, she should be born from the various negative emotions of ancient women.
Prajna had been staying at Inuming Pass since he was born, and would often go to tease Bai'er when he had nothing to do. Until later, he was seriously injured by the evil dog god and was "picked up" by Kamiya in the forest.
This was basically her entire "life experience" before meeting Kamiyagawa.
"Po~ I'm sorry, please don't pay attention. I know the story is just a story. It's about us, but it's not us."
The eight-foot-tall girl is also a monster in public opinion, and can clearly distinguish the difference between the story and herself.
"What about you? What story did it come from?" Prajna stopped and asked.
The eight-foot girl thought about it seriously: "Hmm... the evil sister who robs the virginity of boys on an isolated island or something like that?"
Prajna blinked his eyes, did not answer, and continued to trim the remaining branches of vegetation with garden scissors.
"In the story that gave birth to you, did the ladies of ancient times practice flower weddings since they were young? So they were proficient in flower arrangement, tea ceremony, calligraphy, and cooking?"
Suddenly the scene became cold, but Bachiyang was not discouraged and talked to Prajna again.
But before Prajna could answer, Mary, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly stood up: "Huayuan... practicing?"
"It's the bridal practice, Miss Mary." Bachijian still had that same smile on his face.
Foreigners don’t seem to understand this very well.
"Bride, do you want to know how to cut branches?"
As Mary was born from a story background like "Revenge Doll", she probably couldn't chat on the same channel as Hannya and the Eight-foot Girl.
She didn't know what she was thinking. She thought for a moment and then walked to the red maple tree in the yard. She tightened her grip on the handle of the knife and gently rubbed the blade on the ground.
"What you want to do is not pruning." Bian Prajna continued his work, his tone was unhurried and concise, "Besides, he likes this maple tree very much."
Mary:…
After a while of silence, Mary looked up at Prajna expressionlessly and chose to drag the knife away.
"Miss Mary actually listens to Miss Prajna."
The eight-foot girl laughed in admiration.
In the impression, this Miss Mary would chop off Lord Kamiya's head without mercy in the other world, but in reality, she didn't even chop down a red maple tree.
interesting.
…
"Master Hachiku, and the ladies, I'm back!"
Kanoya appeared next to the eight-foot girls with a schoolbag in hand. She had seen everything that happened here.
"Thank you for studying hard, Yukino."
The eight-foot girl responded enthusiastically to Xiaolu's greeting.
Prajna nodded to her in a dignified manner, and she seemed to have adapted to the title of "Master's Wife".
Finally, there was Mary, who glanced at Xiaolu without knowing anything, her face expressionless, and she tilted her head slightly.
Maybe it was a response.
Hachisha Girl: "Yukino, do you want to join the ladies in their afternoon chat?"
"I won't, I'm going in."
The deer bowed slightly to the three elders, then trotted into the house.
When she left, she was still wondering in her heart: "How strange... Has the relationship between Master Prajna and Master Mary gotten better recently?"
Putting down his schoolbag, Kanoya saw Kamiyagawa in the living room.
Just now in the courtyard, she noticed through the glass door that the master seemed to be doing something strange.
In the living room.
Little Zashiki sat next to Kamiyakawa, watching every move of his old father with bated breath.
There was also Kuuchang who was putting his paws on the coffee table and chirping something, and Hiyoribo was sitting upright on his knees on the coffee table.
Finally, there is Kamiya, who is sitting upright with his hands naturally placed on his knees.
Beside him, a huge illusory arm floated out of thin air.
The dark black arms were translucent, looking extremely violent yet full of beauty.
Moreover, the arms are very large, and the thickest part is almost as thick as Kanoya's waist.
"Master, this... what is this?"
Kanoya stepped forward, not looking scared at all, but this was the first time she had seen the second stage of Ghost Hand.
In the past, due to poor control, Kamiyagawa had always summoned the Hand of Ibaraki in the Flower Bell School in the Other World. Only when his operational skills improved, did he dare to directly release it at home.
Now, Kamiya is undergoing fine motor control training on Ghost Hands.
"My ghost hand, you have seen it in the state of the ghost cage hand before."
Kamiya responded.
"Master Kamiya, I'll make you some more tea!"
The little sun on the coffee table stood up, groaned, raised the teapot with both hands, and poured a cup of tea. Then he knelt down again and looked at the head of the house expectantly.
"Yeah!" Zashiki began to cheer up his old father.
Only Kanoya, who had just entered, looked confused.
What are you doing?
Then, she saw the huge ghost hand floating next to her master suddenly move. The ghost hand carefully grasped the small plain teacup and handed it to Kamiya's lips, tilting it slightly.
The movements are smooth and done in one go.
OHHHHHH!
Kamiyagawa drank tea!
"Yeah!" Zashiki started cheering.
"Kamiya-sama can really do it!" Hiyoribo was very happy.
Even Guchang was chirping and shouting excitedly.
Kamiyagawa himself also looked extremely proud.
The living room was filled with a happy atmosphere, as if Kamiya had done something great.
Kanoya:……
Huh--!
Master is so childish.
dislike.
Everyone is still so cooperative with him...
"So awesome, so awesome, Master."
Xiaolu matched the atmosphere and opened his mouth. At the same time, he did not forget to poke the floating ghost arm with his finger.
The scales on the surface are very hard, but somewhat elastic when pressed.
It feels surprisingly good in the hand.
"Stop, it's itchy."
Kamiya used his right hand to push away his apprentice's hand, preventing her from further touching Ibaraki.
"Master, you look a bit like TDK now, um, Broken Arm Man."
"what is that?"
"Eh? Haven't you seen it? It's a superhero, no, it seems to be a super villain."
"Is this TDK great?"
Xiaolu grinned: "He died tragically not long after he appeared in the movie."
Kamiyagawa:……
I don't know if it was Xiaolu Zaizi's slightly mocking tone that made Kamiya's thoughts fluctuate. Ibaraki's ferocious knuckles could not be controlled and they tightened slightly.
Small movements but so powerful.
There was a "pop" sound.
The small tea cup in Ghost Hand's palm broke apart, and the tea soup spilled all over the floor.
"Ah..." Zashiki looked regretful and spread his hands.
"Squeak!"
Ji Chang, who was standing by the coffee table, acted quickly and actively began to clean up the tea water and broken ceramics.
Hiyoribo on the table pursed his lips: "The third one. Lord Kamiya, don't be discouraged, we can definitely do it! Do you still want me to pour you tea?"
"I finally succeeded..." Kamiya was furious, "Shikanoya!"
"Eh? Blame...blame me?" Xiaolu reacted quickly, jumped up from Kamiya, and fled out of the living room before being hit on the head by Master, leaving only one sentence, "Master, I'm going to do my homework! Dinner is here See you then!"
…
Throughout the daytime on Saturday, Kamiya had a leisurely time.
Drink tea with ghost hands and read books with ghost hands.
A total of four teacups and three books were damaged.
But these are necessary sacrifices...
Kamiya felt that after some daily refined operations, the degree of compatibility between him and Ghost Hands had improved a little bit.
Originally, he was in high spirits and wanted to eat with his ghost hands at night, but Hannya stopped him with a cold face.
After having dinner and resting for a while, Kamiyagawa went to the other world.
As usual, today’s exploration trip to Santuchuan started.
He didn't teleport directly to Santuchuan with Shenhu, but took the Kisaragi train at Hualing School.
The Kisaragi train transportation network in this world is indeed convenient. As a train conductor, Kamiya can even build a platform in the Styx area.
In the past few days, every time when it was almost time to explore the coast of Qianfukase, he would reset the position of the Kisaragi platform, then jump into the Styx River to "explode fish", and return to reality with a full harvest of soul crystals.
When you come back next time, you can still appear at the train platform you set up last time.
Using the Kisaragi train as a save point on the big map is something Kamiya figured out.
Clang-clang-clang-clang-
The Kisaragi train broke through the void and appeared on solid ground slightly away from the bank of the Styx.
The dazzling car lights were dispersed by the thick fog and water droplets in the air, turning into a hazy yellow.
Kamiya got off the train platform and called out the little old man. The master and the servant continued exploring from yesterday's "save" location.
After walking out for about half an hour, the scout suddenly reacted.
Abba Abba shouted, raising his finger to the thick water vapor in front of him.
Kamiyagawa narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the little old man's finger. There was still the raging Strong Fukase River Styx, but on the bank of the river, a vague outline could be seen, leading straight to the depths of the River Styx.
"a bridge?"
Speeding up the pace and walking forward, the scene in the mist can be seen more clearly.
Yes, there is indeed a bridge ahead.
A magnificent bridge made of shining gold and silver cuts across the mist.
"There is finally some progress in crossing the river."
Kamiyagawa was in high spirits.
According to legend, one of the three ways to cross the Santu River is crossing the bridge——
People who have done no evil during their lifetime can cross bridges and rivers without touching their feet in water.
"I usually do good deeds, so crossing the bridge is what I should do."
Kamiya let the little old man climb up on his shoulders, and then strode onto the bridge.
After getting on the bridge, he did not forget to break off the golden guardrail.
But unfortunately, the gold and silver on the bridge gave him a familiar feeling. It felt similar to the gold, silver, pearls and jade he had seen on the treasure ship before.
"If you break it off, the whole bridge may disappear... Tsk, it's a pity, it looks like crap. Since no one can take it, then don't use gold to build a bridge!" Sighing with regret, Kamiya looked towards the bridge. Start moving forward.
The walk across the bridge was a bit boring.
Because the surrounding water vapor is thick, no matter how you walk, the surrounding scenery looks unchanged.
There is an endless bridge in front of you, and the same thing behind.
Under the bridge is the turbulent Styx, with boulders roaring and rolling in the undercurrent, and countless boat ghosts roaring and wailing in it.
After walking forward for another half hour, we probably reached the middle of the Styx River.
The road ahead disappeared.
This gold and silver bridge is broken, and it seems to end here.
Kamiyakawa stood at the cross section of the bridge, frowning and looking down at the turbulent River Styx.
Then he narrowed his eyes and looked ahead. Because of the thick mist, even if he used the [Autumn Hair Cut] technique, he couldn't see the scene in the distance.
"Failed again? You can't even walk on the bridge?"
After hesitating for a while, he thought of something and took out the "Six Ways of Money" from the "Mirage Bag".
The two boat ghosts who acted as boatmen when crossing the river by boat did not collect these six copper coins.
But Kamiya always felt that they could come in handy.
Copper coins are money, and the gold and silver that make up this bridge are also considered "money". Maybe this is the place where Liudao coins can really be used?
