I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

"Coincidence? What coincidence?" Kazuma asked in surprise.

"Of course it's a coincidence in time." Tamamo glanced at his master. "My master moved the Jizo statue back, and the Kiryu Dojo became a dark place, and many daydreamers popped up on the streets of Tokyo next to it. Come... Do you think this is just accidental?"

"...Really?" Kazuma blinked, which is a blind spot that he hasn't noticed yet. "You mean, the appearance of those who are lost is actually related to our dojo!?"

"So, this is what I am divination." The fox bit his lip and stared at the divination object on the table with a slight annoyance.

"But I don't know if the question is asked in the wrong way, or the matter itself is not so clear. No matter which method is used, the results obtained are quite ambiguous..."

"That's it." Kazuma nodded, taking a deep breath to ease his emotions. It can be basically confirmed that there is a mysterious side force behind the lost person, but honestly, the consciousness of Kazuma does not connect this with his own dojo.

It’s not wrong to think about it carefully. After all, after the Ksitigarbha statues entered the Kiryu Dojo, it turned into an ever-gloomy place, and it was already an existence close to the mysterious side-Tamamo’s words made Kazuma recognize this fact again, and I was shocked. Shocked.

Kazuma pondered and told Tamamo about today’s experience with Kurosaki Nagasaki in rescuing Hasegawa Mikoto. He also mentioned that he had obtained police information and found that there have been more than two lost people like Hasegawa so far. Hundreds of people, in the entire Tokyo metropolitan area.

"Well, Kazuma, do you remember where those people appeared?" Tamamo asked after thinking about it.

"Isn't it possible to write them down? There are more than two hundred people." Kazuma smiled bitterly.

"You don't need to be too detailed, and take the local police station as a unit to count the total number of lost people everywhere?" The fox slightly lowered his request.

"This can probably be done, what do you want to do?" Kazuma wondered.

"I want to figure out something." Under the attention of Kazuma, Tamamo got up and went to the next file cabinet to get a map of Tokyo Metropolitan. After spreading it out on the desk, he looked over, "Let’s start, police department. Supplement, the first is Chiyoda District. It seems that the first news came out here..."

In the next few quarters, Kazuma reported the statistical data seen at the police station according to memory, and Yuzao marked the corresponding numbers on the map with colored pens.

Most cases of lost people encountered by a single local police station are in the single digits, at most not more than 20 people. However, if the scope is extended to the entire Tokyo metropolitan area, the number will soar to about 270 people, which is not counted. At least half of the events that were not recorded in the archives.

"Okay." After finishing writing the last number, Yuzao put away his pen and frowned suddenly when he looked at the map. "This is really..."

"What? What did you find?" Kazuma took the map from Tamamo and looked at it.

Yuzao marked the number of lost people at different locations on the map according to the distribution of local police stations, and also used different shades of color pens according to the grades of five people, ten people and fifteen people, so that you can immediately understand at a glance. The distribution of is quite regular. Specifically, the light-colored numbers on the map are clearly concentrated toward the darker numbers.

"...Wait a minute, I will mark it up again so that I can see clearly."

While staring at the map in Kazuma, Tamamo picked up a color pen to draw a triangle mark on a certain location on the map, and wrote "home" next to the mark, so that the situation became immediately clear. The dark numbers on the map are only two or three blocks away from the home mark, and the position of the triangle mark is almost the center point where the dark numbers converge!

"This is!?" Kazuma opened its eyes and saw the dark numbers on the map, surrounding the blocks of Kiryu Dojo in an almost enveloping manner. If this situation were to be deduced, Kazuma seemed to see those stumbling and lost people rushing towards Kiryu Dojo, only to be separated by an invisible force on the way——

"Is here for our dojo!?"

Kazuma was furious. This anger came so turbulent without a reason, but maybe it didn't need a reason. Just like when the Tsuda team got into the Kiryu Dojo in the first place, is there any beast whose nest was kicked that wouldn't be furious and mad?

"Wait a minute, let me divination." Yuzao also became serious at this time, put down the flower card and picked up the bone dice next to it.

She read a long prayer first, and then threw the bone dice into a porcelain bowl of an unknown dynasty on the table. The bone dice clinked and bounced in the porcelain bowl, and then slowly stopped after a few breaths, revealing three very different dice noodles in the porcelain bowl. Kazuma can't be read, but Tamamo is obviously relieved after observing it.

"It's not our dojo... well, that's not entirely true. It should be said that they didn't come to Kiryu dojo deliberately, but just happened to look for a similar place. Maybe there is no other target within their range of activities, so the map This is what appeared on the scene.” Tamamo explained, and the gentle tone calmed down the anger of Kazuma a little bit.

"...A place similar to Kiryu Dojo refers to the land of ever dark?" Kazuma tried to understand what the fox said, but couldn't help frowning, "Wait, they are all ordinary people who have nothing to do with the mysterious side. Yeah, what do you want to do in the land of Changan?"

"I don't know. To investigate, you can probably only start from their mental state... Like the Hasegawa you rescued, didn't it mean that she had strange dreams frequently for a while? Dreams themselves are human subconscious activities. The appearance of, the frequent occurrence of strange dreams, it just means that someone is working on her spirit. "As expected of a mysterious figure at the top, Yuzao is very eloquent in the analysis.

"Is it so easy to start with the human spirit?" Kazuma doubted. After all, there are nearly 300 people who are lost, and the scale of this kind of near-mass production is really scary.

"Well, although the human spirit is strong and weak, it is not so easy to do in general, even if it used to be like this... Within the scope of my knowledge, there is probably only one horse that can achieve this level." Kazuma smiled slightly. "By the way, that guy is also your acquaintance."

"...Eating dream tapir." Kazuma said the name in an expletive tone. In Japanese mythology, the dream-eating tapir is the same old monster as before Tamamo, but it has been weakened by the overall decline of the mysterious side since modern times.

But unlike Yuzaoqian, who readily accepted it, Eat Mengmo tried his best to resist such a trend, and even desperately wanted to regain the power of the past. For this reason, he incarnates in human form and left many descendants in this world. Kazuma met one of them when he was in the hot spring street, and even fought with Shimengwa in disputes.

In that conflict, the dream-eating tapir suffered a dark loss, and disappeared after threatening revenge~www.readwn.com~ The dream-eating tapir who was eager to revive the mysterious and the mysterious Fuzhi technology were both standing The existence of the opposite of order and kindness, Kazuma even guessed that they might have teamed up in secret.

This time, so many unknown lost people appeared on the streets of Tokyo, and the timing was so coincidental that Kazuma had reason to suspect that the other party was planning to do something on the often darkened Kiryu Dojo. But when he came to the conclusion, the family fox shook his head unexpectedly.

"No, maybe the opposite is true."

"……How to say?"

"Oh, they never expected that you would move the Tibetan statues back to the dojo. The chances of the dojo becoming darker than winning the lottery are even smaller. Since those who have lost their way have been passive two or three years ago. The necessity is suddenly exposed now." Yuzao analyzed.

"You mean, those guys were planning to do things quietly, but the dojo often darkened and suddenly disrupted their steps?" Kazuma blinked.

"That's right." The corner of the fox's mouth pulled out a slightly evil arc. "Although it is not clear what they plan to do, I am afraid that they are panicking because the project is out of control at this time. This is our opportunity!"