The Mystery of Fangshi Edo

Miyashi Huandai considers himself an ordinary high school student.

At least in the past 16 years of her life, nothing unusual happened. Her parents are still alive, and although her family is not rich, it is harmonious and happy.

After entering high school, she joined the literary club. Because of her calm and kind behavior, she made many friends and occasionally went out to play together.

"This painting looks like you, Gong Shi."

On the shaky tram that day, a picture was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone held in front of my friend.

It was a portrait of a beautiful woman, dressed in a kimono, sitting on a wooden chair, reading a book with a smile on her lips.

Huan Dai was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly and said, "It's not like that."

There is a bit of embarrassment in the words.

Because in fact, she also knew that the woman named 'Zhu Shi' in the painting was somewhat similar to her face.

As early as a year ago, Huandai had accidentally seen the paintings made by this mysterious artist named 'Yamamoto Yushiro' in a magazine.

At that time, she was naturally taken aback by the high degree of similarity between the person in the painting and herself, and couldn't help asking her parents if there was an elder named Zhu Shi in the family, but she got a negative answer.

"Looks like the person in the painting?" Mother smiled and patted her on the head, "It must be a coincidence."

fate.

Gong Shihuandai murmured this word in his heart.

In that painting, I always feel that there is a strong yearning. The artist named Yushiro Yamamoto must be deeply missing the woman named 'Zhushi'.

So it's not fate, it's just a coincidence.

Because the person Mr. Yushiro misses is not himself, no matter how similar he is, he is different. If he still flaunts this similarity, it would seem presumptuous.

Back at this time, she gently pushed away the mobile phone that was placed in front of her eyes, and said in a low voice, "You must have read it wrong."

Then he lowered his head again and said no more.

Let's go home early today.

When she was thinking like this, she suddenly noticed someone walking in front of her, looked up, and found that it was a young man with short brown hair.

"Well, excuse me, I accidentally overheard your conversation just now." The young man had a handsome face, and his expression was a little apologetic, "Do you want to see him? That Mr. Yushiro."

"Huh? Seriously, do you know that person?" The girl next to Gongshi looked more cheerful, and then said, "Mr. Yamamoto, didn't you use a hunter to interview the reporter last time?" Did the gun go away?"

"Haha...he really has that kind of character." Fang Shi Yangming smiled bitterly, and turned his gaze to Gong Shihuandai again, "Anyway, he is going back to the coffee shop near Shibuya Station today. If you want to see him, go there, today Probably the 'last chance'."

After speaking, the arrival sound sounded, and he got out of the car along with the crowd.

"Ah, I'm gone." The cheerful girl said with some confusion, "Although he is a handsome guy, he always feels a little baffled... Let's not talk about this, Gong Shi, are you going to play together on Halloween today? That guy just now It should be very lively near Shibuya Station.”

"I..." Huan Dai thought for a while, swallowed the words of rejection, and changed his words, "Okay, let's go together."

If she could really see Mr. Yushiro Yamamoto, she would also like to see him.It would be great if I could ask him about the past of Miss Zhu Shi.

……

Outside the station, public phone booth.

Fang Shi Yangming skillfully dialed a certain number, and after the other party picked it up, he asked, "Is this the Ubuyashiki family?"

"Yes," Tianyin's voice came from the other end of the receiver, "Mr. Fang Shi, what's the matter?"

"I have something to do next, please ask Mr. Purgatory to pick up the mini mechanical pill for me." He said, "I don't know if you can understand what I mean, but this is not the first time I have experienced this day."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then responded: "I see, please tell me."

"According to my experience in the last session, Shibuya station will be covered by an existing enchantment for a while, and then a blond curser will start attacking the assistant supervisor, please inform Mr. Iguro who has the 'snake eye' Go and solve it. In about 10 minutes, the curse spirit named Zhenzhen will appear in front of the Meiji Palace, please ask someone to inform Serizawa Chieda to deal with it, and if possible, it is best to arrange some backup for her..."

He told Tianyin one by one about the plan he got in the 'last time', and finally added: "Mr. Yushiro intends to die with 'Xia Youjie', then please stop him and place him at the big crossroads In the coffee shop on the east side."

After everything was arranged properly, he walked towards Shibuya Station, which had been covered by the 'tent' that prohibited ordinary people from entering and leaving.

In addition to the memory inherited from the previous week, there is also the experience of the curse master using spell power.

Just as congenitally deaf people don't understand what is "silence", ordinary people can't even perceive the state of "unable to sense the magic power". Although Fang Shi Yangming used to rely on Shen Nai's ability to barely deal with other people, he didn't know what to do until he was caught. That curse master parasitized, and only then did he really understand what spell power and spells are.

Although there is no magic formula, it should be possible to use the magic power to let oneself pass a test in an instant.

Fang Shi Yangming tried several times, and finally got into the account.

Same as before, first let the evil god use the enchantment to trap Gojo Satoru, and then disperse like other super magic spirits.

This time, the young man did not go to the edge of the tent to pick up the mini machine pill, but went to the Shibuya S Tower, which was still outside the barrier, and the purpose of this trip was for one person.

An ideal example of the Salvation Ranch, the reincarnation of the strongest swordsman, the traveling companion of Yota Oto, who was also the ghost beside him—the younger brother of Ji Guoyansheng.

Following the country's edge one.

"Mr. Iwakatsu, can I ask you something?"

In the tall building full of curse spirits, Fang Shi Yangming asked his companion who was cutting a way for him.

"Say it straight."

Facing the attacking curse spirit, he appeared to be able to handle it with ease, and soon came to the elevator with Fang Shi Yangming.

The young man clicked the button, and the door slowly opened.

"It's great that it can still be used." He said with some gratitude, walked in, and pressed the button on the highest floor, "What I want to ask is, do you think it is necessary for human beings to constantly break through themselves and become stronger? "

……What is the problem?

Ji Guoyansheng was silent for a while, and replied: "Of course it is good to gain stronger power."

"That's it." Fang Shi Yangming nodded, "Then how much sacrifice do you think is appropriate in order to become stronger?"

The samurai didn't answer, but turned to look at him.

"If there is a plan now, in simple terms, it is to allow people to break through themselves and gain strength by participating in life-and-death struggles, and to find the possibility of human evolution in it. Is such an arena necessary for a world full of curses? of?"

"Maybe." Ji Guoyansheng interrupted him, frowning slightly, "But the person who made such a plan...is really too arrogant."

"Arrogance? You're right." Fang Shi Yangming smiled, "Then I'll stop this arrogant plan."

In the last symbiosis, he learned of a plan called 'Death and Death' from the curse master.

To be honest, he thought it was very interesting for a moment, especially the content of 'consuming [-] points to add a rule' was very interesting, and he even thought about 'what would he do if he participated in'.

But for this kind of thing, it may be a good choice to make a large trpg, but it is still unnecessary to make it into a reality show.

Turning the whole country into a hell, watching the corpses of the people strewn across the field, dying... He couldn't find any joy in it.Putting others in danger while watching their struggles from above is not Fang Shi Yangming's style of conduct.

He wants to stand up to the rules himself, rather than follow the rules of others.

So he who was parasitized in the 'last time' resolutely gave up this plan and devoted himself to researching those forces from hell.

But this time, if the cursed master parasitic on Xia Youjie didn't temporarily change his plan, he would probably start the 'Death Tour'.

In order to stop this plan, the curse marks on those thousands of people must first be resolved.

In short, let's arrange these later, there is no rush.

The elevator went up slowly, and when it reached the highest floor, it slowly opened the door.

"It's really high. How can ordinary people see the top? Can the curse master who came here to set up a 'tent' really meet the condition of being 'conspicuous'?" Fang Shi Yangming said, rubbing his ears, and then walked towards the stairs leading to the rooftop , "Speaking of which, Mr. Yansheng, have you ever thought that you will meet the reincarnation of someone you know?"

"……Why do you ask about this?"

"Because we'll probably see you soon."

……

At this time, the roof.

The battle had been going on for a while, and Ino Takuma, who covered his face completely with the knitted hat, leaving only two holes to preserve his sight, tensed his nerves, not daring to be careless at all times.

"Visiting Auspicious Beast, No. [-]—Xiezhi!"

The tapered horn of the auspicious beast followed the enemy's traces and flew quickly, and soon hit the arm of the young man who was running around holding the Tail Godmother.

But to his surprise, even though his arm was stabbed bloody by this corner, the young man didn't show the slightest timidity. He just glanced at the wound on his hand, then continued to hug the old man and fled.

"What the hell happened..."

After several rounds like this, it seemed that he had the upper hand, but looking at the old man who folded his hands together and seemed to be reciting a mantra, an ominous premonition still spread in Ino's heart.

This feeling is somewhat similar to facing Chiedomi who is about to become a wolf god.

It's better to make a quick decision. Don't be careless.

He put on a posture, intending to end the battle directly with the 'dragon', but suddenly he noticed a huge spell power descending on the young man like thunder.

At the same time, the old man also stopped chanting.

"That's enough, grandson."

"Yes, grandma."

Saying this, the expressionless young man reached into his pocket.

However, it was empty.

"...!?"

"Are you looking for this?"

A voice came from behind, and the young man suddenly turned his head, and saw the tea-haired young man who had arrived at the top of the building at some time, holding the capsule-sized bottle containing the fragments of Fuhesher's remains, facing the blood-red moon in the sky watch.

... When was it stolen?

The young man opened his eyes wide, and cold sweat slowly trickled down from his forehead.

"It can't be considered stealing, right? After all, you didn't even catch Mr. Yansheng's movements." Seemingly seeing his thoughts, Fang Shi Yangming continued with a smile, "By the way, please don't worry, I'm not your enemy. I will not intervene in this battle."

"What do you mean?" The old lady sitting on the ground opened her eyes and stared at him fiercely, "Since you are not the enemy, return the things."

"That's not allowed." He said in a relaxed tone, "Well, even from a legal point of view, I should hand over the remains of the deceased to relatives, right?"

"Besides, it's better not to be distracted during the battle."

Grandma Tail God suddenly remembered something and turned her head suddenly, only to see a dragon-shaped auspicious beast biting her grandson.

"No one who has seen this move survived."

A smile appeared on Ino Takuma's face under the hood.