Chapter 161 Bourbon: I really don’t understand Buddhism

Sitting in a corner of the promenade, listening to the sound of water flowing from the waterfall, and admiring the spring cherry trees full of trees.

Tsushima Shuji was sitting on the edge of the corridor holding a tea cup, looking at the falling cherry blossoms in trance.

"I didn't expect to meet His Highness Noah again..." the old abbot said with emotion, and poured a cup of tea for Midorikawa Wu in a leisurely manner.

"The tea stalk is standing up..." Tsushima Shuji stretched his head and looked at the teacup.

"Midorikawa-kun will have good luck." He nodded.

"...I'd like to lend you some good words." Midorikawa said Wu Wen.

He doesn't believe in so-called good luck.

Rather, he was a little surprised that Kaa would believe such a thing.

Looking at the tea stems standing up in the tea cups and saying that it will bring good luck is no different from those ordinary children.

"Everything is guided by the Lord... I should say so." The young man answered the abbot's last sentence.

First he had a sacred expression, and then he chuckled.

"The one in Neon is not the Noah who was in the church, but Shuji Tsushima." He told the abbot.

"Is Father Atenei okay?" The abbot still clearly remembered the priest with whom he had a close relationship.

It was the other party... who looked too outstanding.

Even if both eyes are covered with black ribbons, the dazzling light cannot be blocked, which will only make people feel pity that they cannot be gazed into by the other person's eyes.

The priest was more like the god himself than a follower of the god.

"Father, he..." Tsushima Shuji shook his head, his eyes downcast and very sad.

"Really...that's it..." The abbot also sighed.

"He has returned to heaven."

"As soon as I saw him, I knew that someone like him couldn't stay in this world for too long..."

He was just passing by to take a look.

"Ah..." Tsushima Shuji held the tea cup and lowered his head, answering with unclear meaning.

Shuji Tsushima: I didn’t say he was dead~ You just made it up in your own head~

"Master Tsushima, your body..." The abbot looked at the young man again.

He remembered that when the young master was in church, his health had not been very good.

A child like that Father Atenai...

I don’t know when I will leave this world.

"...I am very satisfied to have survived until now." The young man lowered his head and smiled.

That's weird.

"Has Master Shuji ever been in a church?" Midorikawa asked curiously.

Kaa spent time in church?

Are you even familiar with the priest there?

"Ah, I stayed for a while when I was a child, and my family hoped that the Lord could remove all the disasters from my body..." Tsushima Shuji said calmly.

Is it actually the adoptive father who is playing the role of a priest?

He even arranged for him to become the godson of the previous pope and take the Christian name of Noah.

Meaning "survivor."

It’s really mocking all the time.

Whether it's Tsushima Shuji, Caol, or Dazai Osamu...

The word “survivor”…

It's all too mocking.

"His Royal Highness Noah in the church was also very famous..."

"Known as the book-bearing angel who hides in the church."

"Many believers came here because of its reputation. Unfortunately, His Highness Noah only stayed for three short years..." The old abbot shook his head.

"Hey... was Master Shuji so famous back then?" Midorikawa Mu looked shocked.

He was also extremely shocked inside.

Wasn't Kaa a member of the organization when he was a child? Why are you still in church?

Book-carrying angel? what book? The perfect suicide manual?

His way of enlightening those believers...

We won't let them die...

Scotland: Compared with the title of Book Bearer Angel, I actually feel that His Majesty the Demon King is particularly kind and friendly...

"...It was just an accident." Tsushima Shuji shook his head.

What a book-carrying angel! Back then, the adoptive father was called God’s agent in the world in the church!

And he even covered his eyes in a playful manner.

Pretend to be blind.

He also joked, "In this way, Noah and I, together, we have two people with one eye."

When encountering uninformed people who ask about the situation, he will also deceive them with his calm and sacred demeanor.

"My eyes can only gaze upon gods."

"The gods are in the heart, so...there is no need to open your eyes."

He looks like a devout believer and fools others into believing him.

It was as if the person who often stared at Tsushima Shuji was not him.

Even Tsushima Shuji was assigned a story by him.

"The eyes of His Highness Noah..." someone asked.

"God likes this child's eyes very much...so..." The blindfolded priest lowered his head and patted the boy's head.

"So that's it..." The believers nodded and became even more enthusiastic towards them.

Shuji Tsushima:......

What a wicked guy.

…

"I wonder if there will be a chance to meet the original book-bearing angel, His Highness Noah again..." the abbot said thoughtfully.

Shuji Tsushima: No chance, impossible, give up.

The last pope is dead.

"Let's not talk about these past things. Let's go see how Mr. Amuro and Mr. Qingnian are doing." Tsushima Shuji put down his cup and stood up.

"Speaking of which, it's time for them to finish." The abbot also put down his cup and stood up.

"I just don't know who won." Midoriya Wuya stood up and said.

"We'll find out when we go take a look." Tsushima Shuji said casually.

Later, the three of them saw a group of monks in the kitchen with expressions that seemed to have ascended to heaven.

They kept turning the prayer beads around Amuro Toru and chanting scriptures.

Three people:?

A large-scale cult site?

"Abbot, you are here." Monk Qingnian stood up and bowed to the abbot.

"This is..." The abbot looked at the other monks around him.

"...Everyone was moved by Mr. Amuro's cooking, as if their souls had been sublimated..." Qingnian explained.

"Abbott, please try it." He handed over a small bowl.

Inside were mediocre vegetarian buns and dumplings.

The abbot took a taste and his expression changed.

"I seem to...see the Buddha..." He murmured and stared in the direction of Amuro Tohru.

In his eyes, Toru Amuro's image has become a noble and tall being with dazzling Buddha light.

A long and profound sound of chanting came to my ears.

He turned the beads involuntarily and recited the scriptures together.

Toru Amuro, who was surrounded by a group of monks and chanted sutras:...

I always feel like this is like being saved by someone after death...

"As expected, Mr. Amuro..." Tsushima Shuji applauded.

With his applause, the monk gradually woke up.

"Buddha's Kitchen is well-deserved." Shuji Tsushima said with emotion.

Shuji Tsushima: As expected of you?

"Now that it's over, let's leave first..." Tsushima Shuji was about to run away.

"Wait a moment," the abbot interrupted.

"I wonder if Mr. Amuro would like to leave the recipe to us..." The abbot came to Toru Amuro with a gentle tone and kind eyes.

"Ah...of course..." Toru Amuro nodded.

"It's not a big deal, as long as you like it."

"In that case... please invite Mr. Amuro to visit our temple more often when you have time... to guide you through the scriptures..." the abbot said earnestly.

Toru Amuro: Huh?

Scripture? guide?

I can't?

"No...this guidance..." He sounded like he wanted to shirk.

"Please don't be modest. With the boundless Dharma contained in your cooking..."

"this……"

Toru Amuro: Sudden.