I, the lord of ghost stories

The overwhelming publicity, so that even those who are not interested in kendo will passively learn about it.

Yuu Sifeng was the champion of the individual group in the last college kendo tournament, so he actually has a certain reputation.

Chong Gongliang's complexion looked much better, but he still glared at Ji Zi who was on the side.

Chonggong Jizi turned his face away, deliberately ignoring him.

Sachiko was still standing under the shade of the tree, looking a little lonely.

Pink and white petals fell and passed directly through her figure.

Her father was only mortal... couldn't see her.

Noriko just integrated the power of Onihime, as well as the entity, which can be integrated into normal life...

She is really dead.

A sense of loss arises spontaneously.

"Don't worry about me, Sifeng Yuandian, and Ji Zi."

She walked over gently and spoke beside the two of them.

"Go in and tell Dad about my affairs... Tell him the truth."

Kiko returned a worried look.

"Dad is just an ordinary person, and many things may not be acceptable."

"Besides, isn't there Kiko?"

"I'm tired too, so I won't go in."

Sachiko smiled gently, and reached out to stroke her sister's hair.

"Father... He's actually very guilty, I know it."

"Don't blame him, okay?"

Sachiko let out a muffled "hmm".

It seems that the grudge is still relatively deep.

the other side.

"I think we have a lot to say about your daughter."

Chong Gongliang returned the business card to Sifengyuan.

He hesitated, but nodded.

After entering the house, Takamiya Noriko brought him clean indoor shoes.

"Thank you."

Seeing his daughter graciously handing out slippers to outsiders, Chong Gongliang's eyes became even more hostile.

"Cough...cough...Kiko."

Chong Gongliang tried to remind his daughter to be more reserved.

It was only a short period of time that he hadn't seen him, yet he was given such a big surprise.

This daughter...has really reached the stage of rebellion.

Ji Zi cast a glance at him, with a pale face, ignored him, and even sat on Sifeng Yuanyu's side, only a short distance away.

She doesn't look like the daughter of this family, but looks like a guest who came to visit with Yuu Sifengin.

"Go and make a cup of tea for the guests."

Chong Gongliang finally lost his expression.

Kiko remained unmoved.

Yuu Sifeng slightly touched the girl beside him with his elbow, bowed his head and said softly:

"Go get a cup of tea, I'm a guest!"

Kiko got up and went to the kitchen.

After she left, the expressions of the two people in the living room became more serious.

Chong Gongliang's eyes were sharp, and he asked first:

"Are you Kiko's boyfriend?"

Yuu Sifeng was about to answer, but his eyes turned slightly to the corner of the living room.

Behind Thong Gongliang's sofa, Takamiya Sachiko was shaking her head slightly, holding an open notebook, on which she wrote a large line of handwriting with a signature pen on two full pages.

Yuu Sifengyuan smiled.

Chong Gongliang felt a strange feeling, this unbelievably beautiful young man seemed to be watching... behind him.

Is there something strange behind it?

Was it snoozing on a park bench and being teased by little ones passing by playing?

They put weird notes on my back?

When he turned his head, he saw only a clean and white wall with a display screen hanging on it.

Then he turned his head again and saw the shelf with the decorations.

Checked several times, nothing strange.

Chong Gongliang saw the young man sitting opposite, and his smile became brighter.

"Chonggong-san, as far as I know, you have been unemployed for a whole year, right?"

Sifeng Yuanyu's eyes were full of sympathy.

Standing inside the wall, Takamiya Sachiko leaned out half of her body, was constantly writing and drawing with a signature pen, and then spread it out for him to see.

"Ask him to work!"

"It's been a long time without income!"

"Give him a job offer."

"He will agree."

As the eldest daughter, Sachiko was also a little excited at this time, with a smile, she kept giving Sifengyuan tricks.

Sure enough, Chong Gongliang soon became overwhelmed by Sifeng Yuanyou's questioning.

The topic was quickly grasped by Yuu Sifeng.

"You need a new job?"

The young man in white folded his hands on his chin, leaned forward slightly, and stared oppressively at Chong Gongliang, who was already sweating profusely.

"You must have been under a lot of pressure all this time, right?"

"Live in the port area, such a prosperous place, the monthly expenses are quite a lot, right?"

"In order to maintain dignity, you have to continue to maintain high consumption. How long can your finances last?"

"As far as I know, your two daughters both go to private schools, and the tuition fees are not a small expense, right?"

"It is said that your house is about to be renewed, and the rent payment is also a big expense."

"I don't think you will refuse."

"..."

As the eldest daughter, Sachiko knew her father very well.

Chong Gongliang was already slightly sweating on his forehead, and he was very stressed.

"So... what do I need to do?"

How can there be so many good things for no reason in the world?

Chong Gongliang is already guessing whether the identity of the other party is real... or some extreme organization, or some gray industry recruiting people...

"You don't have to do anything... because of this job, because of the reward your daughter gave you."

"You have two wonderful daughters."

"Perhaps you still have doubts, but there is no need to doubt my identity."

Yuu Sifeng took out a document from his cuff.

"Takamiya-san, I am the priest of Sifengin Shrine, and I am also the heir of the shrine."

"I can offer you a good job, and if you are not satisfied, I can introduce you"

Having said that, Yuu Sifeng pushed the document over.

"Chonggong-san, here is a document issued by the shrine hall, which can prove my identity."

Chong Gongliang opened it and looked, and there was indeed a formal official document with a seal.

After reading it, Yuu Sifeng put away the file again

This time, Chong Gongliang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He observed Sifengyuan's sleeves, but he never found out how such a large document was hidden in the sleeves.

"Are you an Onmyoji?"

Chong Gongliang's words made Sifengyuan Yuu slightly taken aback, and then reacted:

"Chonggong-sang has seen an Onmyoji?"

There are many schools of spells, and not only Sakurajima's Onmyoji family can inherit them.

In fact, the schools that use spells to control supernatural forces can be generally classified as spells.

"Yes, after the little girl Sachiko disappeared, I once visited an onmyoji in Tsuchimikado's family."

Chong Gongliang's tone was a little low.

"He divination for me, the little girl is dead.

As for the real culprit... a skilled magician has disappeared. "

"I know, Kiko has been resenting me and doing nothing."

"But there is no way... Sachiko is dead, and the other party is someone the Tsuchimikado family doesn't want to offend, what can I do?"

"I can only pretend to be ignorant and tell her not to pursue."

"Why don't you tell her the truth?"

Sifengyuan looked at this old man, feeling a little hesitant.

Kiko had made tea a long time ago, put two teacups on a tray, and stood silently by the door, listening to the conversation here.

"Let her think that Sachiko is missing... It's better to be missing than dead."

But, if you don't tell her the truth, she will investigate by herself...

The series of things that followed were all because of this concealment.

Yuu Sifengin really didn't know what to say.

Many times, grudges are born because of this.

"Want to hear me tell a story?"

Yuu Sifengyuan broke the silence.

He didn't think he should keep it a secret.

"A few days ago, I went to a place called Kamiyama Town and stayed in a hotel called Onijikan..."

Sifengyuan sat on the sofa and recounted the story he experienced not long ago.

Chong Gongliang listened very carefully.

At some point outside, it began to rain again, beating on the window.

There was no noise in the living room, except for the sound of the quietly settled air, there was only Sifeng Yuanyu's voice.

The sky darkened, making the room seem to be stained with the color of rain.