Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 24 Knocking on the widow’s door again at night

On the fourth day, it was another rainy night.

Originally, I wanted to wait until the sixth day to go, but Ionuma Isao felt that doing it once every three days was too much trouble.

So he decided to bring his big baby there tonight too.

The night is as dark as ink, the wind and rain are cold and cold.

In the empty room, Huacheng Xingzi drank a lot of wine and fell asleep.

In the blurred vision, the world seems to be upside down...

My eyes slowly closed on their own, and there was only the sound of rain in my ears, and the big raindrops knocked awkwardly on the roof.

Tick, tick~
Boom, boom, tick, boom.

Amidst the irregular sounds of rain, mixed with the shrill cries of night birds, Huacheng Xingzi's gradually comatose consciousness gradually became clear again in the fog.

The bad memories came back.

"Father!"

Amidst the sound of rain, Huacheng Xingzi sat up suddenly.

There was no one else in the dark room, and he was so lonely that he felt like he had sunk to the bottom of the sea.

The cold wind came in waves with cold rain, causing the trees to make a sad howling sound in the darkness. It sounded like many people wailing, or like many dying people gasping.

"What's wrong with me……"

Huacheng Xingzi curled up her knees, leaned against the head of the bed, and covered her face with her hands.

The big, clean bed is like a precious boat floating in a sea of ​​garbage, but it can be destroyed at any time.

Every shake of the house and every wail of the wind made her feel like her soul was being blown away;

Sometimes the wind was so strong that it sounded like someone was crying loudly, and it even frightened her so much that her heart would jump out of her chest;
Holding her breath and listening, the wind made a creaking sound in the house, and she couldn't help shivering, as if she were a ghost. She raised her head and looked around in panic.

She suffered from this mental torture almost every night.

...I can't hold it any longer.

Her head felt more and more painful, and Huacheng Xingzi opened her eyes half-conscious and half-awake.

Her whole body was paralyzed, as if she saw a dead soul rolling around in the room, and a gloomy cold air rushed toward her face.

The wind outside the window made a long wail, like a dying beast moaning in pain. It was a difficult night, a night surrounded by nightmares.

She didn't dare to close her eyes, so she could only sit and wait eagerly for dawn.

But it seems like the sky will never get bright again...

"click~"

The door opened suddenly.

Wearing a black priest uniform, a handsome young man came in and greeted warmly: "Hello, madam! I am the chief priest of Asahikawa Kamigawa Shrine in Hokkaido, Ionuma Isao! Do you need spirit removal services here?"

The light from the corridor lamp shines through the crack in the door, illuminating the fresh and dazzling smile on the young man's face, which is very heart-warming.

The old aunt's nose felt sore and she almost cried.

But Huacheng Kyoko has always been a woman with a clear temperament, perseverance, and calmness. Her hair and clothes are never seen in disarray.

Where there are people, she will hide all her weaknesses.

Ionuma Isao pushed open the door and walked in. The helplessness and confusion in her eyes disappeared instantly the first time she saw him.

"Do you need spirit removal services?" the young man asked with a smile.

The young woman's eyes shone with light, and her twitching lips gradually turned from pale to rosy.

But she still didn't smile.

The reserve and self-esteem of an older woman prevent her from showing her dependence in front of a child. It would be too shameful.

"You don't object, it's just necessary."

"Eh?"

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes were stunned.

"Madam, I'm here..." Ionuma Isao raised his steps, and his figure left the warm yellow background of the corridor light and entered the dark room, as if he had come from a dream to reality.

He was wearing a pure black priest uniform that seemed to have been dyed with ink. The kimono jacket was dyed with Seimei Kikyo's crest, and he wore black cloth socks and black clogs on his feet. He looked like a genuine Shinto priest.

"What are you doing?" Huacheng Xingzi looked confused.

Ionuma Isao looked at her seriously: "Madam, this mansion has been invaded by evil spirits!"

"Clam?"

Huacheng Xingzi looked surprised.

"I'm here to help you exorcise evil spirits!" Ionuma Isao took out something from his arms.

Huacheng Xingzi took a closer look and saw that it was a string of paper flags with cypress leaves, lilies and spiritual talismans strung together with red rope.

"Can you exorcise evil spirits?" she asked curiously.

"Of course!"

Iinuma Isao straightened his chest and said proudly: "My mother is the palace minister of Kamikawa Shrine, and she taught me a lot of knowledge about exorcism and praying for blessings. When it comes to pretending to be a god... bah, I am professional in exorcism!"

"Your mother was a witch when she was studying..."

As if recalling her youthful years, the pretty widow could not help but smile.

Her face was very haggard, so her smile looked pitiful.

It turns out that my mother started playing tricks when she was studying... Iinuma Isao looked at his aunt and thought, no wonder she is so good at tricking old men and women into paying money.

After a while, Huacheng Xingzi put away her smile and looked at the young man calmly and calmly: "You said that my home has been invaded by evil spirits. What should I do to expel them?"

Iinuma Isao stared at her with sharp eyes and grinned. "Of course, the method!"

"...What shall I be paid?"

Of course, you have to maximize your favorability towards me... Ionuma Isao looked at Auntie, smiled gently and obediently, and said, "Auntie Kyoko taking me in is the best reward."

Huacheng Xingzi nodded silently.

She originally didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but the successive nightmares made her vaguely look forward to what would happen next.

"Madam, I'm coming."

Against the backdrop of black clothes, black hat, and black gauze, the young man picked up the cypress leaves.

"There are evil spirits in the mountains, and evil spirits in the homes; they block the roads and cause hardship to everyone..."

"I sincerely ask the great god Amaterasu to come here and quickly bind the evil spirits."

The boy waved paper flags, and leaves and lilies collided in the air, making the sound of doves flapping their wings.

He first waved the paper flag left, right, and left over the widow's head several times to show that she was cleansing the young woman's body, and then gently brushed the paper flag over her face.

"Ok?"

Huacheng Xingzi's pupils gradually expanded.

The paper flag brushed against the cheek, bringing a sense of coolness.

The body, exhausted from lack of rest, seemed to be washed away by an invisible stream of pure air, like a gurgling stream of clear, cool spring water.

The ominous substance that was entangled in her seemed to be slowly being washed away and moving away...

Ionuma waved paper flags, and the sound of chanting mantras gradually grew louder.

"Quickly surrender the monsters blocking this place. Those who are approaching, soldiers, fighting, are all in formation, in front!"

The young man suddenly took a step back.

His shining eyes emitted a clear, sharp light in the dim room.

The pupils were glowing with black light.

In a trance, Huacheng Xingzi seemed to feel that the god was watching her.

He struck at His heart...

While thinking this, she felt a strange sense of ease in her mind, and a peaceful sleep finally came over her.

(End of this chapter)