I, the lord of ghost stories

"Later, I haven't been back for a long time, and several roads here have been changed."

"Also, I'm not a road idiot, I just missed a few hundred meters... Now I remember!"

Takamiya Noriko pointed to the front, just as a tram passed by.

Booming, the tram passed by quickly.

In the gap between a train carriage, Yuu Sifeng saw a girl wearing a postal uniform from the last century, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, and carrying a cane with a golden clock dial on the end.

The girl stood calmly across the passage, looking at him.

Sifeng Yuanyu's spiritual sense was spontaneously touched, and a hazy white mist gushed out in front of his eyes.

The mist forms a hazy layer, constructing vague and uncertain things.

The outline of the girl was in it, showing a chi of light.

Seems to have noticed Sifeng Yinyu's gaze.

She raised her cane and waved it, and suddenly two broad wings stretched out from the light behind her.

The whole body of the wings is like white crystal, shining with light.

With just a slight stretch and retraction, it disappeared from Sifeng Yuanyu's eyes.

Yuu Sifengin raised his head abruptly, looking at the sky.

All I saw was a bright feather of light falling slowly.

Stretching out his hand, this piece of light seemed to be bound by an invisible silk thread, and it fell obliquely to his palm.

"Just now... what was that?"

Chonggong Noriko moved his face closer curiously, and saw Sifengyuan's white palm.

A little bit of white crystal light, crystal clear, quickly fades away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Like dewdrops exposed to the sun, it disappeared without a trace.

"Did you feel it just now?"

"Well, it's very clear spiritual power, very clean, I like it very much."

Chonggong Noriko pointed her finger on the cherry lips, looking at Sifeng Yuanyu, with some doubts:

"Could it be a very cute and beautiful girl!"

"Beautiful and cute...it's true, but it looks like she's only a junior high school student."

Yuu Sifeng recalled the girl's dress and made some guesses:

"I didn't expect to meet... maybe a postman."

"Really? Postman, a junior high school student?"

Chong Gong Noriko still has some doubts.

"gone."

The railing had already been raised, and Yuu Sifengin was the first to step over it.

There are green belts on both sides of the street, the trees are shady, the winding paths of the buildings are patchwork, there are gardens from time to time, and people come and go.

Arriving here, there is no need for Takamiya Kiko to lead the way, Sifeng Yuanyu has already felt a clear connection ahead.

Sachiko stood under the shade of a tree, waiting outside early.

"Your Highness, you are here."

Wearing a long skirt and long sleeves of one color, she greeted the door, smiling and bowing towards Sifengyuan.

Now she, no matter how you look at it, is just like an ordinary person.

This is through the divine power of Sifengyuan, the essence is still the dead who stay in the world.

"Why don't you go in?"

"Your Highness, I have been dead for a long time...it is not fit to appear again."

Sachiko shook her head lightly, showing a forced smile.

Yuu Sifengyuan understood her choice.

A person who has been "disappeared" for a year or two is indeed not suitable to reappear in his original identity.

In fact, there are about [-] to [-] cases of "disappearance" in Sakurajima every year, but the cases are not closed with death.

The so-called disappearance is basically equivalent to death.

There are many possibilities for "missing".

Some really encountered accidents, such as murders, but no clues could be found.

Takamiya Sachiko is one of these.

It is said that even Kanda-cho was not found, and the clues were cut off, so the case was hastily closed as "missing".

Some "self-exile" means wandering, being unemployed in middle age, being kicked out of the house by his wife in his later years, and so on.

Living in no fixed place, wandering around, cutting off all ties with past social relations... Although he is not dead, he has already died socially.

Or simply suicide.

In short, in Sakurajima, people who have been missing for a long time are basically dead by default.

Sifeng Yuanyou looked at the Chonggong family.

A typical one-household building with a small courtyard, a tall cherry blossom tree with pale pink flowers blooming outside the wall.

The wooden courtyard wall is not high, and the two-story small building in the courtyard can be seen.

There is a metal nameplate nailed to the wall, which says "Chonggong Family".

Outside the courtyard wall of the house, cherry blossoms have covered the path.

Being in the shade of a tree, it feels like being wrapped in a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers.

Although it is not the most prosperous place, it is also close to the port area, and the price is low and expensive.

Being able to own a house here shows that the Chonggong family was once considered wealthy.

In front of the iron gate, there is a doorbell button.

In the sight of the two sisters, Yuu Sifeng rang the doorbell.

After waiting for a while, there was no response.

"Dad probably went out to look for a job again..."

There was also a bit of helplessness in Sachiko's gentle smile.

"What looking for a job is obviously just to play!"

"If this goes on like this, sooner or later I'll just sit back and eat, and I'll have to move out of here in a few years!"

Kiko felt a little bit complaining.

"Kiko...how can you say that about Dad?!"

Sachiko stopped her sister's words with a reproachful look.

"You forgot how good Dad used to be to you."

"He worked so hard so we could go to school."

Sachiko admonished Kiko, not like a sister, but like a mother and daughter.

"So, Dad is unemployed, so don't despise him."

"I know, I know……"

Ji Zi lowered her head, and kicked her little leather shoes on the small steps outside the courtyard wall.

"Don't talk about it, but keep it in your heart..."

Sachiko tapped her sister's forehead with her fingers.

"When will you be able to grow up a little...can you make me feel at ease?"

Saying that, she sighed helplessly again.

"Forget it, I can't control you anymore."

"Don't worry, someone will take care of you in the future!"

Sachiko's eyes were full of meaning.

She has seen it.

Chapter 19 Father's Regrets

Sifeng Yuanyu admired the interaction between the sisters, and only found it pleasing to the eye.

The genes of the Chonggong family are really good, and the two sisters are so eye-catching.

All of a sudden, the "fire of war" came to him.

However, he just smiled without saying a word, which is regarded as a response.

Just at this time, an angry roar came from a crossroad not far away:

"It was you kid who abducted my daughter!"

The visitor looked in his 40s, with a haggard complexion, wearing a formal suit, and his hair was neatly combed, and seemed to be waxed.

He was carrying a briefcase and seemed to be coming back from outside.

If he hadn't learned the truth from Chong Gong's sisters, Si Feng Yuan Yu would not have been able to tell that this was an unemployed person.

After thinking about it, Yuu Sifengyuan understood.

This is to cover up the fact that I am unemployed, I still pretend to be working every day, go out on time, work overtime and return late.

It was literally a full day outside in a remote park.

Unemployment in middle age is not a glorious thing after all.

The people of Sakurajima are quite face-saving, and they are scruples about evaluation in community relations, and it is difficult to raise their heads once they lose their jobs... so people who choose to do this are quite common.

Sifengyuan slightly bowed his head and bowed to him:

"Hello, you are the head of the Chonggong family, right?"

"It's impolite to visit without an appointment. Please allow me to introduce myself."

"I am the current priest of Sifengin Shrine, and this is my business card."

Yuu Sifeng was very polite, and then handed over his business card with both hands.

Chong Gongliang frowned slightly, took a look at the business card with both hands, and then took a few more careful glances.

"Asakawa City, Sifengin Shrine..."

Chong Gongliang's eyes suddenly brightened, and he recalled.

"You are the descendant of the Feitian Yujian style, the champion of the individual group in the college kendo competition last year!"

He finally remembered where he had seen the young man in front of him.

In this world, the status of kendo is quite high.

All kinds of kendo conferences emerge in endlessly, official and private, quite frequent.

Special skills in kendo, which can be added points and special moves when entering school.

Even if you are looking for a job after graduation, those with a certain level of kendo will be given priority.

The change started 60 years ago, and the status of kendo was gradually elevated.Ordinary people don't know, but Yuu Sifeng knows something inside.

It was around that point that a change in the world began to become apparent.

The promotion of Kendo is also a last resort.

At least with a certain level of training, you can... react faster in the face of a crisis.