Shirai brother of a certain science

Chapter 335
"Ok?"

Misaka Mikoto noticed the burly man from the very beginning.

Because in Academy City, most of them are students, it is really rare to meet a mafia-like guy like him.

But Misaka Mikoto didn't judge people by their appearance, and directly positioned her as a bad guy.

Unexpectedly, when this burly man walked in front of her, he suddenly stopped.

Misaka Mikoto suddenly realized that the other party was coming for her.

But what is strange is that this man actually closed his eyes, as if he was blind.

"Excuse me."

"—the string of sleep."

The burly man raised his right hand, and above his right hand was something similar to a bow and arrow.

He plucked the bowstring, and there was a soundless wave.

In an instant, Misaka Mikoto lost consciousness and collapsed on the bench.

The halo pendant in his hand was also left on the bench.

Glancing at Shirai Kuroko who was going to buy a drink, he picked up the unconscious Misaka Mikoto and disappeared on the spot.

"No, that's completely a blind spot for monitoring."

Seeing Shirai Kuroko who had already knocked down a table, Uiharu Shiri said in a low voice.

In fact, when Shirai Kuroko came back and told her that Misaka Mikoto was kidnapped, she didn't believe it.

Misaka Mikoto's strength is obvious to all of them.

Is there anyone in this city who can take her away?

Do not make jokes.

Unless it is No.1 or No.2, otherwise, who can beat her?
Besides, according to Shirai Heizi, the battle didn't even happen.

Can someone really do such a thing as kidnapping Misaka Mikoto in an instant?
"Student Shirai, don't worry, speak slowly."

Gufa Meiwei, who moved another table, wiped the sweat from his brow, brought a bottle of drink for Shirai and said.

Seeing the drink, Shirai Kuroko felt even more guilty.

If it wasn't for her to get the drink, my elder sister wouldn't have been murdered like this.

"Sister Gufa, do you still remember how obsessed my elder sister is with Guatai?"

Putting the sweaty halo in her hand on the table, Shirai Heizi asked seriously.

"Um"

They were really surprised that Misaka Mikoto had such a hobby.

But they are used to it now.

"This kind of pendant named Halo is a very rare style. Do you think my sis will leave her on the bench?"

"Maybe."

"Certainly not!"

This time it was Saten Ruiko who spoke.

"I know this feeling. If this halo is very important to Misaka-senpai, she will definitely not easily put it on a bench that is very easy to lose."

Looking at the amulet she hung on her schoolbag, Saten Saten understood what Shirai Kuroko said very well.

If it were her, no matter what, she would not leave the amulet given to her by this family on the bench.

"I see."

Sighing, after seeing Saten Reniko and Shirai Kuroko's insistence, she could only put this matter in the file and start to apply for the corresponding procedures.

Although these procedures are not required, Uiharu Shiri can also call various authorities.

But in that case, there will be a lot of trouble.

"First of all, let's go to the scene to investigate first."

"Is this magic?"

On the roof of a certain building, Misaka Mikoto, who had woken up, looked at the various talismans placed around her, and asked curiously.

For some reason, she has been exposed to magic, and she also simply knows some things on the magic side.

"That's right, but here I still have to apologize to you first. I was also forced to do nothing, but she told me that she would not hurt you."

While arranging the barrier, Ansaki Fengmo said.

"Eh? But this is the Kagura stage, right? Is this Japanese tradition considered magic?"

This kind of scene, which would only be arranged during the Obon Festival, was not quite the same as Misaka Mikoto's impression, but it was barely recognizable.

Although she knew that the person in front of her was a magician, she still thought that the so-called magic was just like in Harry Potter, holding a magic wand and riding a magic broom.

She didn't expect to see something she was familiar with.

"Onmyoji, Taoist priests, monks, witches, bhikkhunis, female crowns... and even some swordsmen are actually a kind of magician, but they are called differently. It seems that in the early years we would call the priests of the church foreign. Like a monk."

Ansaki Fengmo replied while arranging the venue.

The effect of this enchantment is very simple, it is to enhance the power of the catalpa bow in his hand.

The so-called Azusa bow is actually a tool used in old Japanese sacrificial ceremonies. Its purpose is not to shoot arrows with a bow, but to make a sound by plucking the bowstring. It is said that the impact of its sound can deter demons.

It was originally an instrument in the dance of Kagura, and its purpose was to guide the dancing maiden into a hypnotic state by relying on strings, so that the séance ceremony can go smoothly.

But now that this thing is in his hands, it has become a powerful magic item.

The person who contacted him before told him that the power behind this child is not simple, and behind her is a strong enough to be described as terrifying.

It is said that the strength is comparable to that of a saint.

That's why they wanted him here.

Therefore, in order to deal with the crisis that will arise next, he had to work hard.

"Is it the Obon Festival? It's really a nostalgic festival. This should be a unique culture in Japan, right?"

Since coming to Academy City, she has almost never seen the Obon Festival, and only learned about it in cultural classes.

"In fact, this festival originated in India. There was a similar festival in China, but it was called Zhongyuan Festival. It was introduced to Japan from China in the Asuka era, and it is already a grand festival in Japan second only to New Year's Day."

Compared with ordinary people, their Shinto religion knows the origin of these festivals better.

After all, most of their spells have to rely on these so-called festival rituals to exert their effects.

In a certain sense, the Ghost Festival belongs to Taoism, and the Yulan Basin belongs to Buddhism.

After it was introduced to Japan, it became the Obon Festival of Shintoism.

Speaking of the Yulan Basin, it is actually quite a pity.

When I was young, we could still see temple fairs here, and occasionally heard about the Yulan Basin.

Now let alone the Obon Festival, even temple fairs are rarely seen.

Maybe people of my generation know something about temple fairs.

The next generation. Ask them about temple fairs, and they don't even know what it is.

The dross should naturally be discarded, but the essence should be kept.

Blindly throwing away the tradition will only make the neighbor next to us happily pick it up, and then have the cheek to say it is our own.

No matter how angry we are, the ones who make the most money are always the guys who lead people in some races but do things that are not human.

As a saying goes, is it strange that a whale is called a fish but not a fish?

Certain people are not human beings, so they should still call themselves human beings!

In fact, if you get rid of the superstition, you will find that these festivals contain the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation - filial piety.

Filial piety comes first, and filial piety is synonymous with the sons and daughters of China.

Whether it is to the living elders or the deceased relatives, not forgetting filial piety, this is the meaning of these festivals.

(End of this chapter)