[Comprehensive] Lord of Arakawa

Ibaraki-douji had just left Shuten-douji.

He can no longer bear the fact that the powerful ghost clan he once recognized has now turned into a Shuten-douji who has become decadent for a woman.

...It's too ugly...Moreover, the current Shuten-douji has made him unable to see the feeling of following.

Thinking of this, Ibaraki Doji couldn't hide his disappointment with his best friend.

He really likes Shuten Doji, who is just as he expected, a strong and courageous leader who can lead them to continue to expand the country.

But now, he has become a drunkard who only complains about himself and gets drunk all day long.

Ibaraki-douji couldn't help but sigh at this thought.What flashed in my heart was the killing intent towards this Shuten-douji who was no longer strong.

As the ghost of Rashomon, the former king of ghosts, Ibaraki Doji naturally has his own pride.Back then, he had taken a fancy to Shuten-douji's character and ability, so he willingly succumbed to others, and was willing to give everything for Shuten-douji, including his own life.

After seeing Shuten-douji deliberately avoiding himself, Ibaraki-douji felt that he might need to give his best friend some time for the time being, or... directly find a more powerful enemy to wake up his best friend, so that Shuten-douji could turn back The original him.

Then Ibaraki Doji began to look for a strong opponent with full expectations.During this period, he once again saw the Lord of Arakawa and Ootengu, two very strange... monsters to him.

He remembered seeing these two monsters several times, and each time he saw them accompanied by a cub, from the wonderful children of the forest to humans.Out of bad taste, Ibaraki Doji will unconsciously recognize the cubs as their children every time he meets these two.

It's not that he said, the ambiguous atmosphere between the Lord of Arakawa and Ootengu can be seen even by him, a monster who has always been considered to have no emotional intelligence among the ghost clan.Compared to Ootengu, Ibaraki Doji actually cares more about Arakawa.

From his point of view, as the ruler of a water area, the Lord of Arakawa didn't stay in the water well and ended up running to the shore every day, which really confuses him.Even so, he didn't have too much malice towards the Lord of Arakawa, and even had a good impression of him above the standard because of what the other party said when they first met.But...speaking of the first meeting...what was the scene when he and the Lord of Arakawa first met?

Ibaraki-douji thought about it like this, and then remembered the memory that he deliberately made for a long time.

That...strange human being...

Ibaraki Doji thought this way, and then suddenly remembered the fine wine that had amazed him.Before dying, that human seemed to have told himself how his wine was brewed.Ibaraki Doji drank Arakawa's sake, and he remembered the recipe of that fine wine clearly in his mind.

Now that you have left Shuten-douji, you might as well spend the rest of your time on rebrewing the delicious wine that you covet.Ibaraki-douji made up his mind, and then began to search for the necessary ingredients for brewing according to the recipe that the human being said in his memory.

I don't know if the other party is clear about his identity. Most of the materials that human beings say are not things that human beings with extremely short lifespans can prepare.Herbs that are several decades old, medicinal materials that are hundreds of years old, etc., if calculated according to the lifespan of human beings, they must have been carefully cultivated by several generations.

Ibaraki Doji didn't have so many scruples. In terms of the life of a monster, finding all these materials is just a matter of taking a few naps.He found all the materials that the young man told him with almost no effort.

"...making wine..." Ibaraki Doji was dumbfounded when he finished all the ingredients with confidence.

Because he discovered that he couldn't make wine at all.

"...I heard that civet cats are good at this." He caught a few little demons at random and asked, and got a timid answer from them. "...Also, I heard that the ghost clan on the Oe Mountain side seems to be very good at brewing wine." The other party was talking about Shuten-douji, but Ibaraki was in a state of stocking for Shuten-douji, so naturally he didn't want to be with the drunk as he is now. Mud ghosts have more contact.So he found the civet cat based on the other person's first recommendation.

"Wow wow wow! Master ghost, what do you want the little one to do?" The civet cat was also very surprised to see Ibaraki doji. It never thought that these big monsters at the top of the food chain would condescend to come to him one day, even Is to ask him.

"Wine making... the little one happened to brew a batch of good wine, if you don't mind..." the little guy rolled his eyes, and then tentatively said. "No, you just need to tell me how to make wine." Ibaraki Doji saw the other party's small thoughts at a glance but didn't care. He didn't hate monsters who had ambitions to climb up at any time.

He even admired the spirit of seeing stitches.

Then he wrote down the method of brewing wine under the civet cat's listless expression. According to the civet cat, it was the skill of their ancestors.

Ibaraki Doji left Tanuki after getting the method. He didn't intend to leave the brewing to others, and even he didn't want any monsters or humans to intervene in his brewing.

It was as if only he could do this by himself.

No one can intervene in the grievances and grievances between him and that man.

Ibaraki thought of his severed arm, and his red-gold eyes became a little red.

Nobody.

Weakened, thickened, bitter, sour...Ibaraki brewed his own wine batch after batch, but no matter what, he still couldn't successfully brew the taste that he drank at first.Several times, he even began to wonder if what he heard from the man was really the recipe for wine making?

Or is it a beautiful dream he wove for his past with the help of Arakawa's wine?

If it wasn't for Arakawa's categorical statement that there was absolutely nothing wrong with his wine, Ibaraki Doji was ready to call the door.

"My wine won't affect your memory in any way. Wine is wine. It can only make you see what you want to see most." Arakawa wrote to Ibaraki Doji so righteously. "Otherwise, it is impossible for this wine to appear in my collection." Arakawa who said this was very confident.

So Ibaraki Doji suppressed himself and repeated his brewing actions day after day, adjusting the order and formula, and gradually restored the taste in his memory.

"What a vile guy. He only talked about the ingredients, but the ratio hasn't been loosened at all." Ibaraki Doji realized that the man must have done it on purpose.He deliberately didn't tell the recipe of the wine, and Ibaraki Doji needed to try it bit by bit.

No matter what, if you do it for a long time, it will become a habit. After becoming a habit, it will go deep into the bone marrow and become an indelible memory.

One day, even if the memory fades, the memory of the body is still unforgettable.

That man succeeded in engraving himself deeply in Ibaraki Doji's next life.

Ibaraki Doji successfully brewed sake that day.When the familiar liquid entered his throat, he was silent for a while, and then dropped the wine cup in his hand.

When he started his journey again, he realized that a long time had passed.

Even Jiu Tun-doji put down the red leaves and personally sent this female ghost who left a strong mark in his life into reincarnation.

It's been so long... Arakawa and Otengu seem to have an heir...

Ibaraki Doji gave a few bottles of his results to Arakawa, and even the big tengu beside him, as promised, and then went back quietly.

The time outside passed too quickly, and he wanted to go back.

Back to the world where there is only him and wine.

Ibaraki Doji brewed batch after batch of wine but didn't drink it very much. He always kept the first batch that was successfully brewed for himself.The later wines became more and more mellow and more fragrant, but he always felt that the first wine with a bit of bitterness, which was not perfect, was the best.

When he drank, he would lean against a thick tree, and drink by himself while leaning against the trunk.

There is also a small wine glass filled with wine beside him.

He always had an illusion, as if he was drinking like this, waiting, and one day a person would come out from not far away and drink up the glass of wine he left on the ground.

Then she showed him that wanton and unruly smile, and said to him: "Very good wine..."

At that time, Ibaraki Doji may also show a hearty smile, invite the other party to take a seat, and then pour him a second cup.

"My name is Ibaraki Doji."

"My name is……"

"At Matsuo, come here after smelling the wine." Then one day, he saw a handsome, tall and thin figure standing in front of him, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised, exuding a trace of evil and uninhibited.

"I'm... Ibaraki."