Kawaguchi City, Hamamatsucho.

Lushi love is wearing thick glasses and a plastic bag in his hand.

In the plastic bag is the Dorayaki she bought from the store - Morinaga's fruit brand.

"Wouldn't it be too disrespectful to visit the door with such cheap things?" She felt over and over, but she couldn't afford the more expensive things, so she could only use Dorayaki.

The price is cheap and the quantity is large, so it makes people wonder if you can make money by making this kind of royaki Morinaga fruit.

Pussed your lips, lowered your head, and walked quickly in the street.

Her rustic appearance is not in line with Saitama Prefecture in the countryside.

In the eyes of Tokyo people, no matter how rural Saitama Prefecture is, it can be ranked above in the Japanese regional contempt chain. In the eyes of Saitama Prefecture people, the real countryside should go deeper into the west or north.

The eyes under her bangs swept the door number she walked by. This was the first time she had come to such a "far" place alone.

Although you can get here by commuting JR, the commuting time is only one or two hours. Although it is broadly within Tokyo, it is considered a great adventure for daily activities to be limited to the island-lost love around home and school.

Besides, what is different from ordinary people is that ordinary women go to strange places alone and only have a "very small probability" to encounter danger, but they will encounter danger 100% if they lose the island love.

Unfamiliar monsters in strange environments will encounter some amazing taboos if you accidentally.

Even if I am most familiar with, my daily life is an unsafe place, not to mention the distant Saitama Prefecture.

If you can do it, don’t go out. If you can reduce travel, you can reduce travel.

It is best to plan your route before going out, take some familiar streets, and never get into the alleyway.

"Scary." Lushi Yan remembered the scene when he was sitting on the train and passed by a river.

The dark tide surging in the river, and the dismembered corpses were squeezed one by one, including humans and animals, but without exception, the corpses had satisfied smiles on their faces.

A terrible world.

"Is this Mito's home...?"

Mishima Lian tilted her head and looked at the shrine in front of her. She took a small step to compare the surrounding door numbers and confirmed that she had not found the wrong place.

The Shrine of the Waste Spirit.

"Mido's family is really running a shrine."

A few days ago, Mito went to the apartment to "removal of spirits" and was holding a royal currency in his hand. Mito thought in his heart that Mito was probably a priest or a rare Onmyoji.

This time I was sure.

But what is the main priest god sacrificed to this Huangling Shrine?

There is a river in Tokyo called Arakawa. Could it be that the god of Arakawa is worshipped?

And... why have you never seen the unique light of the extraordinary in Mito classmate?

“…”

Lushiyao turned his back to the street, used his black screen on his mobile phone as a mirror to sort out his hair, and breathed a sigh of relief: "No problem."

Tokyo girls learned to put on makeup in high school, and specialize in beauty and short-term colleges.

In society, if a woman does not wear makeup and goes out, it will be considered an inappropriate move.

But I didn’t even have lipstick on my lips - poor.

She was so poor that she couldn't afford any cosmetics, but even if she had money, she probably wouldn't buy those things. She wanted to be a transparent world that would not attract anyone's attention.

But even without makeup, I can't go to Mito classmate with a irritable hair.

"tread."

She stepped up the stairs, but stopped halfway.

there is none left.

“Hey?”

Lushi Lian looked around blankly, then touched his ears.

There is nothing on the mountain road of the shrine, only the trees that have passed through the winter are quietly withering.

The guarding forest in winter is silent, and the leaves have fallen off the trees, only the bare trunks are hidden on the surface. Occasionally, birds will fall on the treetops and suddenly fly away.

But the strange things that are "familiar" to love are not in the mountains and forests.

It seems that they have been isolated by Torii at the foot of the mountain.

She has visited Sensoji Temple and Meiji Temple and other religious places to seek tranquility. The holy land where the extraordinary people are located is indeed no more resentful spirits, evil spirits, and earth-bound spirits that can be seen everywhere outside, but...

But there are some strange-shaped things that live in the holy realm.

She saw an indescribable object in Kyudansaka, and the priests and travelers still unconsciously passed through the indescribable object.

Since then, I realized that I was lonely. The extraordinary people promoted on TV can see it. What they eliminate is the spirit and demon, and what she can see is deeper.

Just like the icebergs in the Arctic Circle, the icebergs on the sea may be only forty or fifty meters high, but when you look at the sea water with the light, you can see dozens of meters of ice under the sea.

Ordinary people see icebergs, while extraordinary people see ice bodies visible to the sunlight under the sea.

But is this the whole iceberg?

How big is the iceberg under the darkness that is invisible to the naked eye.

There is a world that can be seen by love in the island.

"Here... nothing..."

But there is nothing in the deserted island shrine, no resentment, no strange things, and no noisy sounds.

Lushiro took off half of his glasses and looked around carefully.

Quiet is like a world where normal people live.

She stood blankly on the mountain steps of the shrine for more than ten years, and she had never had such quiet time, even when she was sleeping.

Holy Land.

This is the real holy land!

If I could stay in this shrine for a few minutes, I suddenly woke up.

I came here to deliver things to Mito classmate.

But if I could stay in this shrine forever...

When you look up, you can see the second torii in the color of the wood.

The man who was deeply trapped in purgatory walked out of Rashomon for the first time.

…………

Mizuto Hayato looked at Mizuto as he stood on the mountain steps in confusion. What happened?

After a little use of the ability to predict the future, there was no accident in the island love.

Fortunately, a few minutes later, Mishima Yan finally gasped and went up the mountain gate. She was holding a plastic bag in her hand. When she saw Hayato Mizuto, she immediately held both hands in front of her and bent her back slightly.

"Shui, Mito classmate, good noon."

"Good noon." Mizuto Hayato was still wearing daily clothes, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and he looked like a fox. "I've come here, what else can I bring?"

As he said that, Mito Hayato went up to meet him.

But the island-lost love opposite was standing in a daze, just like he was stunned on the mountain steps just now.

And tears came out of his slightly raised eyes.

Tears as big as beans slid down from the cheeks, and tears connected to the face into silk threads.

"Classmate Lost Island? Why are you crying?"

Seeing that the island-lost love suddenly cried, Mido Hayato was instantly panicked.

He didn't have time to do anything, why did he cry after losing the island?

"Nothing, nothing..." Mishima Lian wiped the tears from her face, her voice slightly choked, "Just... so happy."
Chapter completed!