Tomo-sama's Rescue Plan - Hell Chapter

It seems that I have suddenly broken into a different world, like the light of day mixed with the voices of people rushing towards my face, countless people and countless four-wheeled cars appeared in front of me, one after another tram along the metal track on the ground, side by side There was a "clang" sound while driving, and the building turned into a tall style that I had never seen before. The transparent doors and windows were brightly lit, and people came in and out in western clothes that I had never seen before. Both sides of the street were covered with colorful silk. Cloth with large letters written all over it.

"Daisaku Soya...Fuji Pavilion..."

What is this all about?

Amid the hustle and bustle, I finally saw a familiar place.

"Is that Sensoji Temple? I see, this is the shopping street in Asakusa, right?"

Eh?The shopping street in Asakusa...who told me about this?

The human behind responded: "That's right, you haven't seen such a big world in the countryside, have you? I'll take you to a good place in a while... Hey, what are you doing?!"

I stood on the seat of the car, turned around and smiled.

"Thank you for leading the way. Are you trying to sell me to Yoshiwara? Is it 'extreme goods'? I heard it all. In addition, you will be stabbed to death with a knife on the street in about half a year. For the rest of the day, stay with me The family is better."

After saying that, I jumped out of the car lightly and walked towards Sensoji Temple.

The tall Kaminarimon in my memory is gone, or the current Sensoji Temple is squeezed between a pile of Western buildings, and it doesn't look tall at all.

I walked on the street blankly for a while, and was dizzy by the crowds of people and all kinds of noisy voices.

In 200 years, the world has become... like this?

I can't find the castle town of Edo Castle, let alone the street and sweet shop that I remember.

I found the top of the tallest western-style tower, and I looked down at this completely unfamiliar city called "Tokyo".As far as I can see, there is a sea of ​​lights and sounds, and the air is full of human emotions and desires. For the gods, this place is too chaotic, so chaotic that I am at a loss.

The night wind was howling, and I felt that my mind was stuffed with too much information and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Where to go next, what to do, completely clueless.I no longer have a shrine, nor can I find any places I used to be familiar with, and I am completely lost.

However, in the ocean of light and sound, I suddenly caught a familiar breath.

The extremely thin breath like spider silk led my gaze to a certain direction.It was an unlit, dark area in the distance, which stood out from the bustling city scene, but there seemed to be something attracting me there.

I jumped down from the high tower, disappeared and ran along the undulating roof.

When I got to the nearby roof, I realized that there should have been a very fierce battle here. There are only half of the buildings left, and there are traces of swords and unknown weapons everywhere.The middle of the road was completely filled with stones and debris, and there were actually a few trams lying sideways. The car bodies were tattered, as if they had been torn apart by something's claws.

It was dark nearby, and those lights didn't seem to extend here.I jumped off the roof and walked towards the area.

Several figures in black clothes blocked my way. They all wore half-masks on their faces and hurriedly waved at me.

"Miss, the foundation in front is sinking, it's dangerous, don't go any further."

I stopped and frowned: "The foundation is sinking? What does that mean?"

"Eh?"

"Didn't there be a battle here?" I said, "There are traces of the sun wheel knife. And the breath on your body...is it a ghost hunter?"

Several people seemed to be completely stunned, and one of them quickly said: "What are you talking about, we are an investigation team entrusted by the police officer to investigate the subsidence of the foundation..."

"How long ago did the battle take place?"

"You... what are you talking about?"

"Two days ago? Yes, no misfortune?"

I heard the involuntary answer in the heart of the other party.

Seeing that the people in front of me were visibly nervous and trying to contact someone, I smiled slightly.

"Are you 'hidden'? Don't be afraid, I don't hurt anyone, just go in and have a look. There should be something very important to me inside."

"Who the hell are you? How do you know about ghosts?"

"That's a long story. But you haven't met me, and you don't remember anything about me."

I clapped my hands lightly, cutting off the golden thread of cause and effect behind these people.

They walked past me like they didn't see me.

After stepping into that area, the feeling of being attracted became more and more intense. I walked through the collapsed buildings and broken roads, and smelled the strong smell of human blood in the air, and there were shadowy shadows standing on the ruins. , that is the soul of the deceased is still lingering in place.

How many people died here...?

In the middle of a road, I found a hill of wooden fragments, tattered paper doors and tatami mats rustling in the winter wind, like a strange tomb.

This is... the last trace of Infinite City left in the world?

This is... what I'm looking for?

There was a tearing pain in my heart, but my body couldn't help but staggered up the tomb, and I used my hands to push away the wood. I only felt that what I was looking for seemed to be buried at the bottom, but those wood fragments and various Things were stacked and intertwined, like a collapsed house after an earthquake, so I used my spiritual power to divide the ruins into two with great difficulty.

Under a blood-stained wooden floor, I saw them.

It was a pair of golden fans engraved with lotus patterns.

I rushed forward and touched them lightly with trembling hands.

The cold and hard metal feels like that person's hand, which is not at all gorgeous and gentle as it looks.

The fan was well preserved, except that it was covered with dust, giving off a faint golden light under the moonlight.

I picked up one of them lightly, and was stunned by the weight that pressed my hand.

I have seen him use it so many times before, it is as light and graceful as dancing, but I never knew that this thing is actually so heavy.

The child's hands were obviously so small and soft, and they were too big to hold an ordinary paper fan when performing the Kagura dance, but later on he was able to hold such a heavy, iron fan, something used for killing people.

I held them tightly in my arms and never wanted to let go.

All the memories came rushing in, and I remembered everything.

Two days, the torrent of time sent me back to the two days after the battle, let me pass him by.

However, even two days in the morning, there is only a ruthless winding second in this world, and he will not remember who I am.

Why am I the only one who returned to the human world?Where to find him now?What to do?Is he still in hell, or has he gone to another point in time?

Will he forget me again?

"Tong Mo—!"

I shouted desperately, my voice broke in the wind.

"Bastard! Where did you die?!"

"It's too much! Come out!"

I thought I let go of all my thoughts and could finally close my eyes safely.

Unexpectedly, the longing had only just begun.

I knelt on the ruins of the Infinite City with my fan in my arms. Probably because of my emotional excitement, the rain began to fall, as if to wash away all the blood and trauma on this land.

No one can rewrite fate, but fighting and fighting are more sad than anything else.

Be it human beings or ghosts, no one is a winner. There is no winner in this matter.

As predators, ghosts have to hunt to survive, and humans have to guard their families and their kind. Neither side can be said to be wrong, just like wolves and deer in the forest.But animals don't hate each other and don't pass their hatred on to their offspring.

This hatred that has lasted for thousands of years, I hope it will end here.

But this is just my hope.All I can do now is pray, appease and bless.

Trying to condense the remaining spiritual power in my body, I whispered the incantation:

"Mosasaurus Purifying Rain."

I sincerely pray that all the struggles between humans and ghosts will disappear.

I also sincerely hope that one day in the future, I can meet you again in time and space.

Thin raindrops fell from the sky and gradually became heavier.The remains of Infinite City and traces of ghosts turned into misty dust in the rain.

Go back, go back to the source of Arakawa, that is my home.