A guide to self-rescue for animals in hell

"Teacher, I just discovered that Haruko is surprisingly good at comforting people." Gojo Gojo turned his head to look at the calm-looking student, and teased.

The two of them had just completed the exorcism mission of a first-level curse spirit, and were about to leave the scene to find the assistant supervisor to drive them back.

Not long ago, in the private house behind him, a father who lived with a six-year-old son was killed by a curse.

In order to prevent the six-year-old child from running around in panic and fear, Haruko took the initiative to take over the task of taking care of the boy temporarily.

Gojo Satoru didn't need much time to deal with a first-level curse spirit. When he found the two people who were hiding in another small room, he heard the boy's trembling voice: "Sister Haruko, I can really still see you!" Dad?"

"If it's only in the sense of seeing you again, you can indeed see your father again. It's just that this process will last for a long time, so you have to be patient." Haruko replied.

Most of the time, her speaking speed is always unhurried, with an inexplicable sense of stability.

This kind of seriousness is sometimes the most soothing to people's emotions, and it will also make the words have a certain degree of persuasion.

At least, the sobbing of the boy who had just witnessed his father's death gradually became smaller until it approached nothing, and he hugged himself uneasily.

"The assistant supervisor will contact his mother, it's time to go." Gojo Satoru leaned against the door and reminded him aloud.

Haruko recalled the scene just now, and shook her head: "I'm not comforting that child."

After all, even if hell is fast now, it will take hundreds of years to be reincarnated. There are many examples of father and son meeting in hell.

But most of the time, there is no time to catch up on the old days-because generally speaking, they all have their own punishments to bear.

Gojo Satoru didn't take Haruko's words to heart at the time.But now it seems that the subtext in this sentence is almost clear at a glance.

She wasn't comforting anything, she was just stating the facts.

There has never been a farewell. The living and the dead will meet in hell.

"Long time no see, Jie." Gojo Satoru rarely suppressed the smile that was always on his face, and spoke softly.

From his tone, there was a little joy.But the slightly complicated eyes still betrayed the master's currently uneasy mood.

"It's almost time, I'm going to change clothes first." Haruko patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder, turned around and went to the room on the second floor.

Seeing Haruko's figure disappear behind the door of the room on the second floor, Gojo Satoru then looked away. Instead of looking directly at Xia Youjie, he asked directly, "How's your time going?"

"It's pretty good. After all, working under Haruko's hands didn't put much effort into it, and I got some opportunities to see the world again."

Xia Youjie picked up the porcelain cup on the coffee table and took a sip, seeing Wujo Wu's eyes fall on the sweet-looking candy.

"That is a candy specially offered in hell. People who are not in hell can't eat it." This was originally just an ordinary reminder.

It is indeed harmful to the living, but at the same time, it is inevitable to deliberately draw a clear line in a certain sense.

"This way..." Gojo Satoru still didn't look away, but his eyes became a little deeper, and even the few points of frost covered in those blue eyes seemed to have dimmed a bit, obviously his thoughts had already faded away. Float to do not know where to go.

"It's unbelievable." Seeing Wujo Wu shrugging his shoulders, Xia Youjie was noncommittal, knowing that he was indeed surprised, "I was taken away by Qingzi, and I felt incredible when I woke up and knew all this."

From the first time they met, Gojo Satoru knew that Haruko's secret was definitely not simple.

Although he never thought of the option of hell anyway.But not very, very surprised.

But in the current situation, there are still quite a few things he doesn't understand, even Xia Youjie knows much more than he does.

The annual Obon Festival has always been an important festival in Hell. On this day, it is the only day when the dead can return to the present world to visit their relatives and friends. Hell will also hold a grand celebration on the Obon Festival.

After the celebration is over, when the twelve o'clock bell strikes, the jailers of hell will be dispatched to capture all the dead who are nostalgic for this world and refuse to return to hell to continue to be under the jurisdiction.

In order not to affect the work of the jailers, and every time she sees sister Axiang and other familiar female friends at this kind of celebration, she will always be nagged, at least on the day of the Obon Festival, Haruko will change her name. Take off this white kimono that looks like a dead person.

In fact, she has other kimonos that are more delicate and beautiful in terms of patterns and colors.

But because I still feel more familiar with the white kimono, I don’t like to change it more on weekdays.

Two days ago, Sister Axiang just asked someone to deliver a dress for Haruko to wear in this Obon Festival celebration.

She looked at the interviewer who was neatly hung on the hanger.

It was a kimono with blue and white as the main color. There were large clusters of blue morning glory growing around the sleeves and corners of the clothes. The flowers and branches and leaves complement each other. A few flying swallows shuttle back and forth among the flowers.

The matching girdle is silver and the size is just right.

In short, this is a kimono that fits Haruko's low-key style, and it will not look too casual when attending a semi-formal occasion like a celebration.

In Hell, clothing in this world is not universal, most people still wear kimonos, and Haruko is naturally more accustomed to kimonos.

When she pushed open the door and went down the stairs again, she saw two people who had been left hanging in the yard by her, picking up candy on the tea table and eating them.

"There should be nothing to adjust." Haruko didn't expect any constructive suggestions from these two people who grew up in this world.So just let them help to see if they are fully dressed.

"No, it's pretty pretty." Xia Youjie commented honestly.

During his stay in hell, he often learned about the current hell by reading various basic introduction books and some strange weekly newspapers.

And in the weekly magazines with gossip sections, there are always reports such as "Beauty Rankings" that are put forward by meddlesome people.

Regardless of whether the ranking is the front or the bottom, Xia Youjie can always find Qingzi who is ranked among them.

It's just that Qingzi never does any dressing up on weekdays, and her clothes are as simple as she can wear.

Although this did not damage her appearance in the slightest, a beautiful woman dressed up can always make people's eyes shine.

Haruko raised her hand and touched the top of her head. She was not very good at dressing in a bun, so she casually took the sapphire flower hairpin that came with the package and tied up her thick black hair, planning to go to Zhonghe Hell later Ah Xiang asked for help.

For the rest, since Xia Youjie has said that there is no problem, then there should be no problem. Qingzi doesn't really care about whether she looks good or not, as long as there is nothing wrong with her clothes and she is not rude, that's enough.

Haruko put the blue handbag with a large pink and white plum blossom pattern on the table, and also reached out to take a candy and stuffed it into her mouth. Only then did she remember that since she came down, she had never seen Gojo Satoru say anything .

"The hairpin is a little crooked." When she was about to ask Wujo Satoru, Gojo Satoru answered her one step ahead, and stepped forward naturally, helping to "righten" the hairpin's position.

"Really?" Haruko touched the hairpin after being straightened by Gojo Satoru, but she didn't notice any difference from the original one, but the matter of pulling her hair was indeed a matter of one angle, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

After confirming that everything was correct, Haruko led Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie to the Oboroche station closest to home, and greeted the only Oboroche station parked there.

"Guian, Ms. Haruko, are you going to the Hell of Zhonghe to participate in the celebration as well?" Most of the passengers who came to take the oborocar today were going to Hell of Zhonghe, so the oboroche started the topic just like that.

"Yes, please take my two friends and I over there." After Haruko replied, she motioned for the two to get into the car.

"Although I've heard about it a long time ago, but I really want to see it and I still feel..."

Xia Youjie stared at the long tongue sticking out, frowned and looked at their red lanterns, with a somewhat helpless tone.

"Master Haruko, I advise you to ignore these stinky men. These men don't have a single good thing, and they are all heartbroken."

The Lantern Ghost was about to get excited when he saw the man sitting next to it look at it coldly through the sunglasses.

Immediately, it was awed by those eyes, and subconsciously stopped its eloquent words.

"This is actually a bit like a curse." Gojo Satoru, who managed to quiet the lantern, said with satisfaction. With six eyes, he could see through the essence of the lantern producing this kind of spirit at a glance. He suddenly remembered the first time he met in this world. Haruko's guardian ghost scene.

This breath is similar to the filth of mana power, but compared to mana power that can cover all negative emotions, its source seems to be more monotonous.

This can also explain why when Gojo Satoru saw the ghost lamp, he could perceive the curse power from him.Obviously, people in hell will not be affected by this kind of "spell damage".

The Oboro car drove slowly in the air, and Gojo Satoru looked down at the dead and jailers going back and forth through the car window, more or less with some "spell power filth" on their bodies.

From this point of view, Haruko also brought the power of hell to the world at the beginning, which made Liuyan unable to judge whether she was a human being or a curse spirit at first, until Gojo Satoru was able to tell as time went on. Be sure about this.

It's just hell, it's understandable to be entangled in so many negative emotions.

Another clue matched up with the experience of the present world, Gojo Satoru's mood became a little better again, and he saw the car descending steadily for a while, without stirring up any smoke, and a deep male voice sounded: "It's here, Haruko-sama .”

After paying the reward, under the guidance of the jailer, they came to the Obon Festival celebration in the Hell.