Takeo Saeki walked out of the Aoyama Shrine with Enma Ai, and accompanied Himuro Kirie who had been purified outside to the car of Takeo Saeki.
When Takeo Saeki's vehicle started, Yan Moai, who was so weak that he couldn't even walk, turned his head slightly and looked at Takeo Saeki's side face.
Takeo Saeki's face gradually overlapped with that of Sentaro.
In the future, I will live by this man, just like I have to live by Sendaro back then.
An unspeakable sense of fate swept Yan Moai's heart.
Although I don't have much affection for this man who I have only met a few times, but will this man betray himself like Sendaro?
Chapter 213 Regret
It's two o'clock in the evening.
An ancient carriage with wheels supported by will-o'-the-wisps fell from the sky.
The Qingshan Shrine is far away from the human city, and there are no lights made by humans to illuminate it. Therefore, the surrounding area is extremely dark. The ancient carriage with the will-o'-the-wisp has now become the largest light source between the sky and the earth. When it is close to the area where the Qingshan Shrine is located, it falls like a meteor falling from the sky.
It's just that this meteor is different from the past. The ghost fire carriage did not directly land in front of the Qingshan Shrine, but stopped three meters above the ground.
A pale hand stretched out from behind the door curtain of the ghostly carriage. Amidst the slight rattling sound of the door curtain, a girl with long black hair, blood red eyes, and pretty features poked her head out from behind the curtain of the ghostly carriage.
The pretty girl moved her head down, and her eyes caught the plowed land near the Qingshan Shrine.
A little confusion appeared in the girl's blood-colored eyes.
"Sanye...you came back too late."
A big sister wearing a red kimono and combing her hair pushed open the door of Qingshan Shrine and walked to the side of the ghost fire carriage.
The **** girl Chino Mitsuha of this generation in the ghost fire carriage completely opened the door curtain and walked out of the carriage. The ghost fire carriage also slowly descended until it hit the ground. The new generation of **** girl Chino Mitsuha got out of the carriage and bowed to the big sister opposite.
"Master Zhenmei..."
Da Yujie Zhenmei, like Juli, is the immediate boss of the **** girl and the avatar of the **** housekeeper.
After bowing, Chino Mitsuha looked around again.
"When Mitsuha was away...what happened?"
Da Yujie Zhenmei took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"Yan Moai was resurrected. She injured Juli and ran away."
Mitsuha Chino, the new generation of **** girl, nodded and remained silent.
Da Yujie Zhenmei's tone was raised, with a bit of sullenness.
"Sanye...catch my love...back..."
Zhenmei couldn't tolerate her favorite and most precious collection escaping from her control.
Waiting to catch Yan Moai back, she will let Yan Moai know what regret is!
…
At six o'clock in the morning, a rental house in Meguro District.
Takeo Saeki's car stopped in front of the rental house. The middle-aged man opened the door, got out of the car, walked to the passenger seat where Yan Moai was, and opened the door.
Enma Ai, who was weak, was carried down by Saeki Takeo.
Himuro Kirie's curious voice sounded in Saiki Takeo's mind.
"So soft."
Takeo Saeki responded.
"Isn't the quilt also soft?"
"It's different from the quilt, this soft feeling..."
Takeo Saeki took out the key and opened the door, then carried Yan Moai to the bedroom of the rental house, and put the girl who was suspected of having suffered from a war before on the bed in the bedroom.
Takeo Saeki clapped his hands and said helplessly.
"Aisan, can I ask you to live in this house during this time?"
Yan Moai nodded and remained silent.
Compared with the six-year residence that Yan Moai was dedicated to the mountain **** as a sacrifice, the rental house provided by Takeo Saeki can be called luxurious.
Takeo Saeki patted his chest.
"During this time, Wuhui will take care of you. If you want anything, you can talk to Wuhui."
Yan Moai nodded again and remained silent.
Takeo Saeki licked his lips.
"That...Fu Jiang should be dead, right?"
Yan Moai understood what Takeo Saeki meant, and the girl's lips parted slightly.
"I don't have the strength now, curse or something, I can teach you..."
Himuro Kirie walked out from Saeki Takeo's side.
"...Miss Kirie..."
Takeo Saeki nodded.
"Well, according to our agreement, the curse on me must be the kind of curse that looks scary and powerful, but can be safely controlled and interrupted at any time?"
Yan Moai nodded again.
"Can."
Takeo Saeki felt that it was worthwhile for him to work overtime this time to accompany Yan Moai for one night.
Damn, as long as there are no accidents this time, the conflict between myself, Sadako and Kayako can be resolved, and my own dismemberment can be avoided by then.
A better tomorrow is waiting for you!
Takeo Saeki looked at the time and asked again.
Yan Moai said lightly.
"Give me a strand of Mr. Takeo Saeki's hair, I need it for cursing."
Takeo Saeki pulled out more than a dozen hairs, and carefully put them on the bedside table.
Takeo Saeki beamed with joy.
"Be more forgiving."
Yan Moai closed her eyes and said nothing.
Takeo Saeki left the rental house with a smile, got in his car, and went to the New Era Decoration Company.
Yan Moai, who was a little tired, slowly diverged her thinking after hearing Takeo Saeki leave.
The consequence of such a move was a strong sense of drowsiness sweeping through the whole body.
Fall asleep as promised.
The complete darkness enveloped all Yan Moai's thoughts, and very quickly, many cracks with light opened in the darkness.
There are various noisy calls outside the crack, which are captured by hearing.
"Sentaro! Do you know that you killed the whole village!"
"It's all about you, it's all about you, it's you who made Yan Moai survive! Lord Mountain God is angry!"
"Sentaro, if you still recognize me as a father! Just do what you should do!"
"No, my lord father...I can't..."
"Nothing!"
With the sound of a slap, other voices shouted even harder.
"Sentaro! Do you want to be buried with us!?"
"It's time to show your attitude!"
"Bury, bury, bury!"
The crack in front of Yan Moai's eyes gradually expanded, and Yan Moai saw herself and her parents lying in a pit surrounded by a circle of quarreling people.
At the core of the quarrel, Yan Moai's only Bai Yueguang cousin Xiantaro burst into tears and argued weakly.
"no…"
"don't want…"
The voice of refutation has become smaller and weaker as time goes by.
When words could no longer express her point of view, when the surrounding pressure was overwhelming, Bai Yueguang, who was admired, closed her eyes, picked up a shovel, scooped up a pile of soil, and sprinkled it on Yan Moai's body.
"Hahaha!"
"Okay! It should have been like this long ago!"
"Sentaro, well done, I hope the mountain **** can calm down his anger this time."
Beside Xiantaro who was filling the soil, the bodies of the applauded villagers began to twist and stretch, and their facial features were gradually swallowed by the darkness, leaving a blood-red lip that was constantly opening and closing.
"Die, die, die!"
"Master Mountain God, we have brought you a sacrifice!"
"The famine is over."
"Yan Moai, you should have died long ago!"
"I can eat enough later..."
"Hahaha, hahaha..."
More soil fell from the shovel in Xiantaro's hand to Yan Moai's body, and the light in front of Yan Moai's eyes was quickly covered until it was completely dark.
The darkness exploded again.
The eyes full of light entered the eyes, and the blur gradually became clear. Yan Moai, who woke up, saw a strange ceiling.
A few seconds later, Yan Moai opened her lips slightly, and a slight, out-of-tune murmur overflowed from the opened gap.
Had a dream before death again?
"Da da da…"
The familiar voice, like the loess covering the face in a dream, entered Yan Moai's ears.
Yan Moai turned her head in doubt. The source of the sound was the living room outside the bedroom.
"Da da da…"
"Da da da…"
"Boom..."
There was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
Yan Moai frowned slightly, if she hadn't been able to move now, and her spiritual power was also in chaos, she would have to go and see what happened in the living room outside the bedroom.
However, this doubt was quickly answered.
The bedroom door opened shortly after, and Kirie Himuro, who was wearing the skin of a puppet cat, walked in. Yan Moai looked at the messy hair on Kirie Himuro, and then thought of the cat climbing frame she saw in the living room when she came in...
A subtle guess appeared in Yan Moai's heart, but Yan Moai didn't say anything.
It's understandable that mighty evil spirits have strange proclivities.
The ice room Kirie who came in jumped from the ground onto Yan Moai's bed.
"It's eleven o'clock."
Unlike Himuro Kirie's sweet Ragdoll skin, Himuro Kirie's voice is quite cool.
"... want to have lunch?"
Takeo Saeki told Himuro Kirie that Enma Ai had to eat three times a day, at eight o'clock in the morning, eleven o'clock in the morning, and five o'clock in the afternoon.