[Noragami] Picked up an Ebisu

××× Keep her unharmed ×××

Regardless of the persuasion of individual artifacts, Bishamonten happily brought Ebisu to the reference room, and asked Zhaoma to sort out some known information and hand it to Ebisu.

"Look." Zhaoma pointed to the right side of the clothes picture scroll. A graceful girl stood behind the first generation Ebisu, covering her mouth and smiling, her eyebrows and eyes curved like a bay of spring water, "according to the record Look, this is Lord Riya."

Seeing Ebisu standing there with his mouth slightly open, Zhaoma fully believed that the loss of all the materials in Ebisu Shrine was true.But logically speaking, how could such important information be lost so easily.

Zhaoma looked down at Riya who was wearing a bathrobe and had her soft hair braided into a beautiful and complicated look. She was curious but didn't dare to ask more questions.

As for Ebisu, staring at Riya who had exactly the same face as Xiaoli, she felt mixed emotions in her heart. Is this an accidental similarity?Or is it just as you think?

He flicked through the materials desperately until every detail was matched with the scroll brought by the mysterious man, then he put down the ancient book, thanked Bishamonten and left in a hurry.

"What's wrong with Ebisu?" Bishamonten shrank into the shawl Zhaoma put on himself.

"Maybe it's because of the girl from last time, after all, they look so similar." Zhao Ma glanced sideways at the slightly sleepy Bishamonten, "Vina, why don't you go back and rest for a while?"

Bishamonten shook his head, "There are still many things to do."

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"Iwaya." Ebisu returned to the shrine without a moment's rest, but took off his coat and threw it into Iwaya's hands, pulling his shirt cuffs and went straight to the room where the demon was locked.

His head was about to explode.

The stubbornness of the first generation killed Riya, and this idea lingered in her mind and refused to leave.The moment that confirms the authenticity of everything.The explosion of information seemed to be replaying the scenes from many years ago. Every picture was so real that his palms were covered with fine beads of sweat.

Is it her?

Ebisu repeatedly asked himself, Riya, is it just Riya, or does it have something to do with Xiaoli.

Is it her?

There seemed to be a vague answer in his heart, but he still couldn't dig it out and make a conclusion.

"Master Ebisu, you shouldn't carry out too many times in the near future." Iwami caught up and stopped Ebisu who was trying to grant the demon name alone, "Master Ebisu, your complexion is very bad, how about taking a rest first?" ?”

Ebisu pushed Yanya's hand away, completely ignoring his advice, and just said: "No, I owe this."

What I owed Riya, what I owed her.

With a high degree of mental tension and not being able to rest well, although Ebisu's attempt was successful this time, he also injured himself.After dealing with it briefly, he came to Xiaoli Nakajima's coffee house without stopping.

The sign on the door is still hanging, and the beautiful wind chimes inside the door make nice sounds as the guests come in and out.

Ebisu pushed open the door and went in, seeing Nakajima Xiaoli's sweet smile, and hearing her melodious voice say "Welcome", he could hardly control himself, he strode forward and took the girl across the order counter He hugged her tightly in his arms.

The body temperature she suddenly felt, compared to surprise, Nakajima Kori felt more pleasantly surprised by Ebisu's sudden hug, and she also hugged Ebisu's back, "As expected, the arms of her boyfriend are the warmest gone."

"Hmm." Ebisu tightened her arms, "Girl, whose arms have you stayed in?"

Nakajima Kori stuck out her tongue, "Nakajima Mutoki."

……

On this day, Ebisu was almost tired of being in the coffee shop, serving coffee and snacks, breaking countless cups and saucers, and finally being stuffed with newspapers by Nakajima Xiaoli.

"Sit well." Nakajima Xiaoli took Ebisu's hand and walked to the living room on the second floor, "Once Mr. Ebisu comes, the store will be overwhelmed, I have to call Mushi to help. "

Saying that, Nakajima Xiaoli took out her mobile phone and dialed Nakajima Mutsutoki, and went downstairs while waiting for the other party to answer.

"Hello?" The boy on the other end of the phone was a little impatient. Nakajima Xiaoli wanted to teach her a lesson, but she suddenly felt heart palpitations. She leaned on the dark wall in front of her and dared not move.

"Hello, hello?" Nakajima Mutoki's voice sounded a little anxious.

Nakajima Xiaoli supported the wall, her eyes gradually regained brightness, she was dizzy, and there were bursts of tingling pain.

"Hello? Mutoki." Nakajima Xiaoli tried her best to sound normal, "Come and help in the store, I'm a bit busy."

"Where's Bangmi?"

"He has to be busy with other things these three days, so he doesn't have time." Nakajima Xiaoli finally recovered the state before he was drowsy, "Come here quickly, or I won't cook for you."

Xing Ran cut off the phone, Nakajima Kori returned to the first floor alive and well.

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"Is it strange? There are people who look so similar."

A voice appeared in the room out of nowhere, Ebisu put down the newspaper, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.When he opened his eyes, the man in the cloak appeared in front of him again.

Ebisu stood up and stretched out his hand to the man in the cloak: "Your voice is easy to recognize, at least it's an advantage, I like it."

"Ha, interesting." The man in the cloak snorted and reached out to hold Ebisu's hand, "I have a lot of information in my hand, and I believe you also know whether what I said is true or false."

"Don't look at me like this, I'm a businessman." Ebisu smiled slightly, "What's the price, let's make an offer."

"Tut tsk tsk." The man in the cloak shook his finger, "Master Yebisu, you have misunderstood me. I just want to help."

Ebisu smiled mockingly, "Then make a condition."

"I always like to help people in desperate situations." The cloaked man shrugged, "But since you are willing to let me make a condition, let me tell a story."

Frowning and looking at the man whose face was almost hidden under the hat, Ebisu still said politely: "Please."

The man in the cloak smiled slightly: "The essence of the sacred tree is lost, and if you linger on as a temporary fetish, no matter it is the sacred tree or Master Ebisu, your cute little girlfriend will suffer."

Seeing Ebisu clenched his palms tightly, the cloaked man raised his head slightly, and continued, "It's no wonder those two gods couldn't wait to do this. After so many years of hard work, they can finally return to the master and save Riya. It is a great honor for them to be able to save the tree of reincarnation."

……

The sudden noise made Nakajima Xiaoli feel a little uneasy, so she ran up and opened the door to have a look, only to see Ebisu quietly reading the newspaper.

"Xiaoli, what's the matter?"

"Um, I heard something just now."

"Huh?" Ebisu scratched the back of his head and smiled harmlessly, "You heard me wrong."

"Oh, that's right." Nakajima Xiaoli nodded with a smile, and said before closing the door, "If you want coffee and snacks, come down anytime."

As soon as the door was closed, the man in the cloak reappeared in an uproar, straightening the hem of his shirt that Ebisu had grabbed just now, "Master Ebisu, it's very difficult for me to treat you so impulsively."

Ebisu glared at the cloaked man, "Riya's reincarnation, about this, if you dare to deceive me—"

"Of course I know the consequences." The man in the cloak moved closer to appease, "I know how to solve the current situation, so that the sacred tree is safe and unharmed, and Li Mi's reincarnation is unharmed."

××××××

By the lake in the quiet forest, a man in a cloak pulled down his hat, revealing a handsome face.

"Father." Nora slowly came out from behind the tree, holding the man's waist tightly against the man's arms, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Li, is that item from Yato well preserved?" The cloaked man's words were full of tenderness, "I don't want that item to be poorly preserved."

Nora grinned, "Of course, that's Yato's memory."

The author has something to say: This time I really went to the final chapter~~~~ Wipe away my tears, every time I reach the end, I can’t let go [Slap]