I am forced to collect

Since the theocratic era, he has served the master Ebisu's beacon "Yanmi" and led Chunyan away from the hiding place of "Book".He is an ancient artifact with a steady pace.He kept silent at first, but when he was about to reach Yebisu's shrine, he suddenly turned his head and said sincerely, "I hope Lord Chunyan won't find Lord Ebisu offensive, that's not what he meant."

He spoke respectfully, but he mentioned Yebisu's eyes, as if he was referring to a child who had been raised since he was a child, "Huangquan is indeed very dangerous. Master Yebisu's invitation is a bit straightforward, but he did not make this suggestion out of consideration." .”

"In order to enter the underworld, several generations of Master Ebisu have jointly searched for a lot of news about the underworld." The old man's voice sounded hoarse and heavy. He was conscious, and his slightly cloudy eyes looked through the past.

"Later we heard that there was once a nameless god with black hair and black eyes——she cut out the entrance of the underworld, rode a dog demon from the Western Kingdom, and broke into the territory of the goddess of the underworld, Ikinami, just to pick off a flower that was born in the underworld. The other shore flower of Huangquan."

"Some gods speculated that it was a gift for someone she liked, and some gods speculated that she wanted to challenge the authority of the goddess of Huangquan and heaven."

Chunyan: ...No, it's not me.

"The Underworld sounds so dangerous, does Ebisu want to go because he wants to pick a Bana flower?" Chun Yan asked hesitantly.

The beacon who is familiar with the divine master said: "Master Ebisu..."

(Master Yebisu, he wants to go to Huangquan and get the "Words of Huangquan" that can name monsters.)

(He hopes that by naming monsters without any burden, the monsters that harm the world will not cause trouble, and people's lives will be better and happier - in order to realize this wish, he has been injured countless times, becoming the god who died and changed the most times in Gao Tianyuan. )

The aged artifact twitched its lips and swallowed the truth back.

They had already walked under the torii gate of the shrine, and the witches and artifacts of the god of commerce shrine respectfully saluted them. The wind blew up the red skirts of those dignified witches and the white ropes tied behind their long black hair.

Chunyan blinked her eyes because of the dust, shed tears of reason, blurring the original clear vision.She vaguely saw one of Yebisu's artifacts squatting down to send shoelaces to his god master, and the god master, who had no basic common sense in life, calmly watched the people who came to the shrine step forward one by one, shaking his hands. weeping bell.

"Master Ebisu is the best god in the world." The old artifact sighed.

When Ebisu, the Seven Lucky Gods, found his Beacon and Chunyan back, he nodded slightly, looking restrained and steady.He stepped on the stone steps and said calmly: "They only allow the gods who guard them to go, so they can only let Miss Chunyan use my name under the pretense of not being found out."

Chunyan, who used the "Cross-dressing Technique" skill card, canceled the effect of ninjutsu, and quickly changed from a handsome black-haired man back to the original girl with pigtails.

"Thank you." Chunyan replied sincerely, "I'm sorry that I can't go to Huangquan to help you this time, but if there is something that can help you afterwards, I will do my best."

Ebishou gave a soft "En", and after a long time, she said slowly: "Then Miss Chunyan, would you like to explain to me the meaning of 'sacrifice for love'? I just checked the dictionary, and it said that Lovers and lovers die for love. Why do human beings choose to die together instead of living with the one they love? And why does Miss Chunyan think that I am sending out an invitation to die for love?"

He suddenly paused and opened his eyes wide, "So Miss Chunyan thinks—"

"Sorry," the young man with delicate facial features covered his mouth, a little at a loss, "Because this is the first time I have encountered this kind of misunderstanding, will it be embarrassing for the woman to directly deny..."

"Master Ebisu, sometimes you don't have to be so curious." Chunyan said tactfully.

The "book" designated by the game as "SSR" is a blank novel hidden somewhere in Yokohama. The stories written on it will become reality, but many restrictions are added:

1. There must be a complete logic line of the story.

2. Respect the ability of treasures of the same type, such as the "creation card" in the Kulo card created by the great magician Kulo Lido.

……

Chunyan flipped through the card introduction of the "book", and the bus wobbled, making her drowsy.She stayed in Yokohama for more time than estimated, and several friends asked her about her situation on LINE.Originally wanted to spend money to book a hotel directly, but Ebisu directly booked three high-end single suites for her, Qi Ya, and even Oda Saku.

Ebisu originally wanted someone to drive them back in a special car, but Nakahara Nakahara felt that driving a luxury car into the slums was too conspicuous, so he flatly refused.Chunyan didn't want to owe too much favor, so she chose the bus, which is a cost-effective way of transportation for civilians.

Nora suddenly left again.

The boy with short red hair said that he planned to return to Leibo Street quickly, but it seemed that this was the first time he met Qi Ya, a peer with good strength and who didn't need him to bother to protect him, and chatted happily with him .

"You can't pass such a simple level!"

"F-what are you kidding, I can smash an opponent of this strength through the ground with a single punch in real life."

"The vegetable chicken speaks." Qi Ya said disdainfully.

"What—" Zhong Yuan was so angry that he wanted to drop Chun Yan's cell phone on the spot, but the white-haired boy deftly caught it, and even received a grimace from the other party.

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at them indifferently, turned his head, and found that the girl sitting next to him had her head against the car window, her black braids had been unraveled, and some of them hung around her neck, causing the girl in a light sleep to frown and subconsciously pull her hair out. They are all removed, but there are always a few strands of hair left.

She dawdled for a long time, but the young killer with a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder couldn't take it anymore, so he simply tore off her hair tie and tied her annoying hair into a small braid.

What he did casually, due to professional reasons, his movements were silent and light.Oda Sakunosuke has a good reputation in the industry. People always say that he can take the lives of others in a breath. This seems to be a compliment to a killer, but there is also fear of him.There are always people who are afraid of his betrayal, even if he abides by the contract every time.

If his employer sees this, his heart may tighten again, worrying whether a person with such silent movements will sever his employer's artery the moment he walks up to him and shakes hands.

The bus slammed on the brakes, and Chunyan accidentally hit her head and woke up instantly.She rubbed her eyes, pressed against her red forehead, and heard the bus driver swearing and accusing the driver in front of her of changing lanes.

"Well, good morning, Odasaku." Chun Yan greeted the person beside her.

"It's almost noon." Oda Sakunosuke said politely.

Chunyan retorted calmly: "As long as you wake up and open your eyes, it's always 'good morning' and 'good afternoon'."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, his expression was the same as before, with a calm expression.He wanted to take out the newly bought novel in his backpack and continue to read the unfinished stories, but he remembered what happened at Yebisu Shrine, and asked casually: "The reason why you refused to go to the underworld with Fushen is Said that there is no magic weapon in hand...?"

"At that time, did you almost want to turn your head to look at me?" He said lightly.

"Ah, that's actually an excuse," Chun Yan said with some embarrassment, "The real reason is that I learned from Ebisu and Ji that Huang Quan usually goes to a place where I can't come back. I don't think I'm very good yet. To be able to protect the safety of those who followed me. Especially Master Ebisu, he seems to have mistakenly thought that I had returned from the underworld safely..."

Odasaku interrupted her calmly, "You avoid my questions, so the future me will be your magic weapon."

"Then why didn't you name me again? When I was waiting for you at Yebisu Shrine, I saw him naming someone—" He showed a puzzled expression, as if he had encountered an insoluble problem, "That The way of naming is very mandatory, God can do it as long as he wants, you can’t do it because I’m still alive now.”

Odasaku had his back to the light, and looking at it from Chunyan's perspective, he could see that there seemed to be light flowing outside the short red hair.He looked very young, and there was a strange firmness in his eyes—Chunyan suddenly couldn't imagine how he would kneel in front of an exploding bus in the future, with blood tearing from his throat.

"But, you already have a new life." She lowered her head.

You already have a new life.

Oda Sakunosuke let out an "oh" and didn't say anything else.He didn't continue to dwell on this topic. Originally, this topic was mentioned casually by him, but he just didn't expect it to be this answer, which overturned his original guess.

The heart felt like it was beating on a spring, but the young killer had mastered that feeling, he'd been good at controlling his emotions since childhood, for no particular reason, to survive better.

Odasaku opened the book recommended by the bookstore clerk, and that bookstore would attach a unique book jacket to each book in their bookstore.Oda Sakunosuke would prefer simple transparent packaging, but he also likes this kind of book cover designed by a special designer.

The girl beside her hugged her schoolbag tightly again and curled up in a light sleep, breathing softly, like a kitten snoring.

In the story he read, the protagonist is also a killer, which resonated with him, not to mention the novel itself has a smooth plot, restrained, forbearing and elegant writing.Oda Sakunosuke seemed to be unaffected by the bumps of the bus, and his expression was flat as if he was outside the world.

He flipped the next page lightly with his fingers, and the first line of words was like insects and cicadas, which suddenly buzzed in his ears, bringing all the hustle and bustle of the world from then on.

(You may be surprised by this, but I am still so convinced that true love is no different from religious belief.)