I Became an Anonymous Boss

There must be other reasons.

"Yes, there are indeed other reasons." Miko smiled: "But let's leave this aside for the time being, let's talk about other things, for example, you are more concerned about Rei Hanyu..." Her smile was a little weird : "Speaking of which, in the timeline you experienced, you knew Rei Hanyu earlier than me, maybe it's because of her that you care so much about me."

"..." Shirataki didn't answer.

"You acquiesce." The witch said quietly: "That's right, after all, I have almost the same appearance. I think I am a thousand years earlier than her, but in fact it is not the case. Instead, I am behind her by half a year."

"Is this important?" Shirataki asked, "The important thing is what kind of relationship you have with her."

"She is me, but I am not her." The witch said: "Turning the same person into two different individuals, I lost my body and wandered in the underworld, while she went to the world and experienced a thousand years of reincarnation."

"She has been a shrine maiden for generations."

"But I haven't met you for generations."

"So she will die, and then reincarnate, waiting for the next reunion."

Shirataki took the words: "Until she meets me, until she brings me here..."

"Hmm." The witch whispered, "Because I want to see you very much. This is my wish, and it is also her wish."

"..." Shirataki let out a sigh.

"Are you feeling sorry for her?"

"In the past thousand years, there was no Heavenly Demon, and there was no me." Shirataki said.

"I know." The witch smiled, her eyes sparkling: "But why don't you feel sorry for me?"

She looked at the young man with a mournful expression and a sad voice: "I have been waiting for you here for a thousand years. How does it feel to be alone in the sea of ​​flowers for so many years? There is no one to hug, and I want to talk I can only hear my own voice... No, I don’t even have a body, I can’t see my own appearance, I can only occasionally see the world she sees through the mirror.”

"..." Bai Taki stopped talking, and didn't know what to say.

"It's okay if you don't talk." She walked over on the other side of the flower: "Now I am her, and I remember everything she remembers..."

"You are not Rei Hanyu." Shirataki said.

The woman's footsteps froze.

"You are Himiko." Shirataki said again, "You are not Rei Hanyu."

"Is there any difference?"

"Yes." Shirataki said: "Lian is very timid, she is strong enough but also fragile enough, but you are different, you have stayed in the underworld for thousands of years, and you have been alone in Sunlun City for three hundred years, you are already A god, and she's only mortal."

"That sums it up just right." Himiko sighed softly, "Yeah, that's the difference between her and me." She tilted her head, her hair draped over her shoulders: "But we are the same again."

"..." Bai Taki wisely stopped talking.

But the witch would not let go of this topic. She walked around Shirataki, stroking her long hair and wrapping her hair around her fingertips.

"We are the same because we all met the same person, and met you at the most important moment in our life experience."

"Rei Hanyu likes you so much. It was love at first sight, and it was also destined for three lives... She spent a thousand years of reincarnation waiting for you alone."

"Oh, by the way, she even confessed to you."

"What about Himiko? Where's the priestess you kissed?"

"Does she not like you? Or have you never considered what she thinks, or haven't given her a chance to tell her?"

"But you know why she waited for you here for a thousand years, and why she didn't hesitate to split herself in half to see you again."

"Then what's the difference between them?"

"She is me, and I am her."

"There is no front and back, we are all split individuals originating from the same yearning," the maiden stood in front of Shirataki: "As long as you are here, let alone a thousand years, even if it is ten thousand years, a million years, I will I'll come after you."

This is not a promise, but a statement. She waited for a thousand years, and she really waited for a thousand years.

Shirataki looked at the Miko, he couldn't tell whether it was Rei Hanyu or Himiko in front of him, maybe there was really no difference between the two.

His fingertips paused for a moment, watching her approach slowly, without the thought of refusing.

Just when the witch really wanted to open her arms to embrace him, he saw a certain figure again in a trance, and a familiar impulse in his heart made him look away, and subconsciously took half a step back.

Miko held nothing.

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Out of some impulsiveness, Shirataki avoided the shrine maiden's embrace.

This momentary reaction is not deceiving, he neither wants to accept this hug, but also is wary of the other party.

If it was Rei Hanyu, he would not have avoided it, but now he avoided it, and his instinct told him that it was very dangerous.

Perhaps not related to life-threatening, but still very dangerous.

"Why do you want to back off?" The witch asked very hurt.

"No." Shirataki stepped back, shaking his head slowly.

"What's wrong?"

"You are Himiko, you are not Rei Hanyu."

"That's all me."

"What are you hiding from me?"

"I didn't hide from you."

"Why did you bring me here?"

"Of course I want to see you." The witch said softly.

"No, if you want to see me, you can just lean on Rei Hanyu directly." Shirataki continued to ask.

"I want you to see this scenery, and I also want to tell you what I think. This is what I really think." The witch waved her hand: "Sometimes a lot of words are not clear, and you will never understand of."

"Just to see me?"

"Ah."

"Then why is there a Hyakki Night Walk?" Shirataki continued to ask: "The thousand-year plan has already been completed, hasn't it? I have killed Izanami, so this should be over, but why do Hyakki still appear? Nocturnal?"

"I can't control the Netherworld." The witch explained.

"Then you can tell me and let me prepare in advance." Shirataki said, "But you didn't do that, you just brought me here."

"I don't care what the world is like." The witch smiled: "Do you think I'm cruel?"

"..."

"The gods of Huangquan don't care about the life and death of ordinary people for a long time. Thousands of years have passed, and I will change." She said softly: "The only thing I care about is you. Now that the play is over, my duty is over, so let's go on." When I come down, I plan to be self-willed to the end."

"Just a show?"

"Can you trust me?" The witch clenched her fingertips: "Will I harm you?"

She pursed her lips, looking so pitiful, she likes and loves so much, how could it be harmful to you?

It is difficult to question, but when it is time to question, it must be questioned.

"You said it was a play." Shirataki said, "Let's treat it as a play...Since it's a play, what happens on the stage is just a play on the stage. After the end, everyone can calm down together. Have a cup of tea."

"It's okay now." The witch said.

"Then... what about Jingu?" Shirataki asked back, "Why don't they know?"

"..." The witch suddenly fell silent.

"Isn't Jingu cooperating with you in the performance?" Bai Taki continued to ask: "Kebutu Yuhun doesn't know that the demons before and after the thousand years are the same person."

"I didn't tell them." The witch replied.

"But they should know that the god of Huangquan is you." Shirataki questioned: "The former witch, now the god, they avoid talking about it, and even showed extra fear. Budu Yuhun is not willing to be with you at all. If you confront him head-on, the twelve generals in the shrine are equally taboo, not so much because they don’t want to, it’s better to say that they are afraid... It’s just acting, why is it so serious?”

"This is because……"

"Because it's true." Shirataki interrupted, "The twelve god generals in the shrine don't know the truth at all."

"What does that matter?" The witch asked, "Is this important?"

"The twelve generals are indeed unimportant, but the others are very important." Bai Taki said firmly, "They are Fudu Yuhun and Yatagaraya. Budu Yuhun is Jian Yulei, and Yata The Crow is more free than the Budu Yuhun."

"They in the shrine knew that Rei Hanyu was a witch, and they also hoped that the gravity of fate would allow her to find the demon, so she found me, and they also found me... This is part of the plan."

"But so far I haven't figured out a little bit, why do they think that as long as the 'demon and the witch' can curb the invasion of the netherworld?"

"This is very strange... I asked Jian Yulei, but it hesitated and refused to give a straightforward answer. This made me sure that what it wanted to hide was the truth that 'Himiko is the god of hell'."

"So, it really thinks it will work... It's obviously a lie, but it still believes it."

"Then who deceived Jian Yulei and who deceived the Twelve Generals?"

"only one……"

"The eight-tag crow."

"It followed you and me into the underworld, saw the destruction of Izanami with its own eyes, and heard all the conversations between you and Izanami, it must know that you are Amaterasu, so I will guess whether it is also aware of this space-time trap the whole process."

"It knows the whole process of this plan, but it doesn't tell the real core of the Jingu plan, but uses various methods to induce them to implement the plan."

"Let Rei Hanyu go abroad, and then follow the clues to find me, lurking beside me, knocking out all kinds of information..."

"I'm not wary. I allow it to play games and connect to the Internet. If you think about it carefully, it is entirely possible for it to reach other people and pass information through modern instruments."

"The Yata Crow is most likely obeying your orders."

"Because as a god of the underworld, you can't move freely at all, so you need a substitute."

"Through the Yatagaraya, you can control the situation in the Jingu Palace, as well as the specific situation of Rei Hanyu and me."

"But the strange thing is, since I came to Yingzhou, I have hardly seen the crow. Where did it go?"

"Neither did she appear to protect the maiden's safety, but she suddenly disappeared without a trace."

"Speaking of which, the black-armored knight who was chasing after me just now disappeared..."

"To be able to grasp our position so accurately, to be able to move freely in the white mist of the Netherworld, and to wear armor on purpose, so as not to show our true colors."

"These doubts are too many to count."

Shirataki said in a low voice: "The black knight is the Yatagaraven..."