I, the lord of ghost stories

"I, I just heard that you...you are indeed here!"

Panting, climbing all the way up the tall building was not a light burden for this young man with short black hair.

"Youdou-kun..."

The girl pressed her knee skirt and turned around leisurely, with a look of reminiscence on her face.

"You really came."

"Xinmei, what happened?"

It turned out to be Kuroki Yuto, who was in the same grade, and a former junior high school classmate of Nihashi Komimi.

As classmates, go to school together.

However, compared with Shinmi Nihashi, who has a strong and gloomy atmosphere and is almost impossible to make friends with, Kuroki Yuto is a typical good student.

He does not smoke or drink, has first-class academic ability, is popular with many people, and has many friends.

Yuto Kuroki was one of the few who didn't see her in a different light.

Here is where they used to meet often.

It's also...the home of Xinmei Erqiao.

"Youdou-kun... can I call you Youdou for a lifetime?"

"It's nice to see old friends in my last days."

Laughing, leaving behind tears, the transparent and illusory figure twisted and shattered into bits of streamer.

"How is this going?"

Kuroki Yuto stared blankly at this scene.

……

The surging white mist floated low and against the black soil, a foot above the ground.

In the moist white mist, the black soil is faintly reddish, but there is nothing upon closer inspection.

From a distance, observe from above.

The mist is not far away, but with some shimmer, it is shrouded in a transparent clear light that is upside down like a bowl.

At the core, dim and bright, the land bulges upwards to form hills.

Although it is a mountain, it is actually a slope.

On the soil slope, there is a continuous building, even more with milky white light.

In the small hall, Xinmei Erqiao got up on the cold bed.

"Dream again."

"It seems to be dreaming of the former Kuroki-kun."

At that time, she still had friends.

What a long-standing noun... How can I make friends?

The smooth long hair like a waterfall poured down straight down to the instep, covering most of a pair of delicate and smooth bare feet stepped on wooden clogs.

Only a small part of the soft arch was inadvertently exposed.

Just like that, without caring about her makeup, she sat on the edge of the bed.

The large mirror reflects the face at this time.

Impeccable beauty, unique beauty in the world.

It's just that I feel a sense of strangeness more and more.

"It's been No.20 for nine days."

Erqiao Xinmei talked to herself.

"The time of deep sleep is getting longer and longer, the dreams are getting more and more, and the appearance is becoming less and less like myself... I can't even recognize it in the mirror."

"Mirror, mirror, can you tell me?"

"In the end, who am I?"

"Erqiao Xinmei" in the mirror burst into tears.

"I don't want to die, but..."

But, but...

Erqiao Xinmei couldn't remember how many times she cried.

However, every day, changes like this keep happening.

The skin turns white, the hair becomes soft and shiny, the figure becomes light and graceful, and the voice becomes pleasant... Everything that a woman desires is happening bit by bit, firmly and irreversibly.

If only that's the case.

Every day when I wake up and look in the mirror, I feel a little strange and strange.

Such feelings accumulate until fear floods the mind like a flood.

After crying again, she tidied up her appearance.

"Your Highness, Lord Niugui has arrived."

A pale-faced woman in kimono was kneeling at the corner of the corridor outside the hall.

"Ask him to the drawing room."

Erqiao entered the role skillfully, and ordered coldly.

These are all paper figurines, so you don't have to be polite at all.

A powerful ghost with a ghost face, with a faint red light in the eyes under the mask.

"Kimono Sode, I have already brought the letter you asked me to bring."

The dull voice echoed in the empty space and the room, low and steady.

"Thank you."

Erqiao Xinmei couldn't help being jealous again.

"It's nothing."

The voice of the bull ghost was still as steady as a mountain.

"Just, don't forget the previous covenant."

"Yes, please forgive my willfulness... I will perform my duties well."

The bull ghost's attitude was a little slow, and he nodded silently.

"That's good. Suppressing disasters and restraining monsters is one of your responsibilities."

"Otherwise, there are so many disaster gods sleeping, why is it your turn to wake up?"

The bull ghost explained some more and left here.

Pushing open the door, there is sunlight, mountains, roads, buildings, and the light of this world.

It seems to be a shrine.

The tall figure of Niu Gui just passed Si Feng Yuan You.

"Niugui, hello."

"Asakawa Ming, the kimono sleeve god is waiting for you inside."

Under the ghost's face, Ru Lei's voice was calm and powerful.

"Go and meet her, that's fine."

When Yuu Sifeng stepped across the shrine, a sense of dislocation in space made him aware of the difference.

This is already a narrow space.

"Here you are, Minister."

Erqiao Xinmei knelt on the floor, seeing him, she just forced a smile, but she couldn't laugh anymore.

"I heard that the minister is an onmyoji, so I asked ghosts and gods to send invitations."

"...However, I didn't expect the minister to have such a distinguished status."

"That's fine, then I'll leave it to you."

"Please take Qian Yu-senpai back."

"Her injury, I have already thought of a way to recover, and when she wakes up, she will be fine."

Qianyu Qianxue is really an unlucky child.

This is the second time it's rolled in.

"how about you?"

"I will stay here."

Erqiao Xinmei couldn't see much emotion on her face, only calm.

"I cannot and will not leave here."

She was firm.

"Under the nearby land, disaster energy has already accumulated, and if left unattended, it will definitely evolve into a catastrophe."

"The kimono sleeve god must wake up and take on the responsibility of suppressing disasters."

"Only Qian Yu-senpai... she was injured because of me, and I cured her."

"Please tell her that until the very end, she is a friend of Xinmei Erqiao."

"This is my last wish as Xinmei Erqiao."

Chapter 84 Friends

"It seems that God has awakened on your body."

"You, do you regret it?"

Si Fengyuan looked up, looked at the girl in front of him, and asked.

He could turn around and leave, but the girl would no longer exist.

The power of the kimono sleeve god, the god of disaster, will be resurrected on her body.

Afterwards, the human beings who inherit the power of the gods are called "human gods".

Both man and God.

It's just that I don't know how much divine power this kimono sleeve god still has left.

Obviously this is not a god in the official theogony, that is a wild god.

From the perspective of the road, the shrine is refurbished, and the faith is not too wide.

Purely from the point of view of divine power, the power of the newly awakened Kimono Sodegami is inferior to him.

If you want to interfere, there is also a certain possibility...

"Sorry... what are you talking about?"

The girl raised her head slightly.

At this moment, the radiance and golden decoration appeared on her head covered with pure white pearls.

His eyes are full of radiance, and his eyes are moving, revealing a different kind of temperament.

Yuu Sifengyuan's heart sank.

Tang clothes, tops, singles, hakamas, hairpins, hanging hair, shallow stacks, stickers, fans... all are complete.

This attire is the official attire for a woman's priesthood.