I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

Kiemon is very annoying.That morning when Mang Jian returned to the hotel from outside and threw him a twig, the cat's eyes changed

Shimmering, he came over quietly and kept meowing, "Is this a fairy", "How did you find the fairy", "It's pretty powerful", and so on.

Even though Kurokawa was sleeping under the covers, the cat was lying on the bedside, its eyes were like searchlights in the dark, a night owl, a night owl, Kurokawa couldn't help it, he lifted the blanket and felt a little sleepy, "I just went to find him."

Kiemon: "And you found it?"

Kurokawa: "Well, it's quite conspicuous, and besides, it's also in Sendai City."

Kiemon pricked up his ears: "How do you say it's so plain, isn't it all a small orgasm here in general movies?"

Heichuan recalled, with a sleepy voice: "No... After I found him, I didn't ask anything. The other party first said, 'Are you here to kill me?' and I said, 'Yes'..."

In fact, the fairy said quite a lot that night.

Heichuan spread the black mist that covered the entire city, and quickly found the fairy with obvious characteristics. After all, the power fluctuation was there. Although it was a bit weak, Mang Jian was more careful and pulled him out.

At that time, most of the people were still awake, and the senior leaders of the Faerie Cult hid in a daily rented house, forming a circle, with the faerie body covered with a red cloth in the middle—a branch of a tree, chattering about recovery.

Their own interests have been firmly tied to the Faerie Cult. If the Faerie is good, they are good, but if the Faerie is not good, they are cultists.

However, during the discussion, they saw black mist appearing around the body of the fairy, which was a sign of divine revelation. People in the daily rented house clattered and saluted, waiting for the order from the fairy.

"I'm going out for a while."

This sentence was spoken without beginning or end, which confused the higher-ups of the sect. The host of the fairy talk, who was close to the fairy, carefully asked: "Do we need to send more people to accompany us when we go out during this season?"

"Need not."

This black mist is still not finalized, sometimes it looks like an old man, sometimes it looks like a young man, and sometimes it doesn't distinguish between men and women.At the beginning, many people thought this form was an advanced spell, but they didn't expect that it was because the fairy was just born and could not stabilize its form.

Everyone in the Faerie Cult still believes in Faerie very much, so they don't have much doubts.

In a world invisible to ordinary people, Mang Jian stood at the window and greeted the fairy.

The snowdrifts in Sendai City have not yet melted, piles of them are everywhere, covered with a lot of dust, making people feel bored to see, right in this snowdrift, the fairy asked: "Are you here to kill me?" Is it?"

Mang Jian said, "Yes."

His current state is a little strange, not silvery white, but a human figure outlined by clusters of undefined black mist, and above him, the mist covering the entire Sendai City has not dissipated, and the end of the world is coming.

The fairy asked: "Why?"

"I'm just asking for faith."

"Because you can't compete with other gods, are you born to die?"

"Which of the gods who became gods in ancient times did not bring catastrophes to the world, solar eclipses, plagues, earthquakes, famines, lightning, floods, death, wars..."

"What I have done is nothing compared to these gods."

"Why must I be the one to die?"

Oh... this question.

Whether other gods should die or not has nothing to do with whether you should die or not.

He did not act to punish rape and eradicate evil.

But it is the most basic and that kind of interest relationship.

It's just in his way.

He doesn't want to talk about kindness, justice, and tolerance, nor does he want to talk about fulfillment, compassion, and mercy.

So Mang Jian said, "Maybe you are unlucky."

"Don't think so much."

……

Kiemon found a black flower pot according to Kurokawa's instructions, and put the withered branch in it, and then posted a few photos on it, but the effect was immediate, and the usual unreasonable abuse disappeared. The last years are quiet, and it is time to post emojis, and it is time to worship the God of Happy Fat House.

The train station and cat cafe also attract many people, and they have almost become a tourist attraction in Sendai City.After all, the current economic downturn, it is good to attract more people to spend.

With all kinds of support, Kiemon’s meeting was officially held. The location layout, manpower, and other itinerary arrangements were all arranged by Kurita. Kurokawa was distracted all the way, or called to ask where the Yongkichi couple went. , what's the situation like.

Kurita would occasionally come to him to discuss some important matters and asked Kurokawa to check, but Kurokawa had never touched this thing, so he looked over roughly and closed his eyes to sign, anyway, Kurita would not make small moves.

It's not that I believe in Kurita's character, but I can't think of a reason for Kurita to do this.

The meeting went smoothly. Kiemon had a cat with a bell on it. Kurita also had a stylist trim his hair. He squatted on the table like a beckoning cat. There was a small stool in front of the table. , is for the congregation to sit, just convenient for Kiemon to touch people's heads.

Many staff members with license plates stood beside Kiemon, pretending to be animal trainers.

When the guests who want to be touched come, they will take out snacks and pretend to coax Kiemon to stretch out his paws.

It's also because everyone likes cats with human nature, but they don't necessarily like cat demons that can transform into humans.Still have to cover it up a bit.

Kurokawa, wearing a mask, randomly pulled a small bench and sat at the bottom of the arena. Next to him was the commander-in-chief of the event, Kurita. The two of them had no intention of showing their faces on the stage, and just fished under the stage.

From time to time, some tourists thought they were staff members, and came to ask if there was any mineral water, rest space, toilets and other places. If they could solve it, two people would usually solve it. The tourists were also reasonable, and nothing happened.

Kiemon on the stage over there is also very lively.

Kurokawa and Kurita temporarily ordered him to pretend for a while that he was mentally retarded and couldn't understand human language. This made Kiemon difficult, and a reasonable cat like him rarely made mistakes.

At the moment when the stage was in a dilemma, Kiemon took a look at the old god under the stage, and Kurokawa, who was happily fishing, suddenly remembered that when he was renting out a house in Tokyo, he would call Kurokawa-san every time he came home from vacation. Some housework, this kid is always pretending to be deaf and blind, pretending not to hear or not to see, lying on the bed Shi Shi suddenly turned over, which can piss the cat to death.

So Kiemon lay down on the table.

Start pretending to be an uncle.

vivid.

"Beast Tamer" shouted, "Kiemon, get up."

Kiemon turned around.

Shout again: "Do it."

Kiemon rolled over.

"Gee, you gotta shake hands."

Kiemon stuck out his cat's tongue and started pretending to be a dog.

The tourists here are not too annoying, and said politely: "You don't need to do it, Mr. Kiemon, I can do it myself."

How do you come by yourself?

I saw the tourist squatting down towards Kiemon, holding his paw and patting his forehead and face a few times, and by the way, he rubbed his furry paw secretly, with a silly smile.

There is really no lower limit to people's tolerance for cats.

Kurokawa, who sat far away but could see clearly, had a look of emotion.

……

The trip to Sendai is officially over.

Kurita is also planning to go north with Kiemon and the others, after all, now that the limelight is in full swing, we should strike while the iron is hot.

However, when he was packing his luggage, Kurita saw the branch in the flowerpot, "This is a fairy," he said with emotion.

He reached out and fiddled with the leaves a few times: "But I heard that gods don't die."

Kiemon looked over, he now has a big heart and a fat body, and he will feel very comfortable after the matter is resolved. He only heard Kurita say: "Gods live in the hearts of believers. As long as there is a believer who believes in fairy spirits, He will come back again." to this world."

Kurita looked at Kiemon: "Didn't Kiemon feel it? A unique ability that belongs to the gods."

Kiemon's beard still had cat food scraps hanging from it. He touched his face and pondered, "It feels a little bit like that."

He is different from fairy spirits. Fairy spirits are directly born in human beliefs and ghost stories, but Kiemon is an acquired god, and he is revered as a god by humans in the form of a monster.

Kiemon could feel that his soul was wrapped in countless silver threads, and those silver threads were immersed in a sea, and there was something in those seas, which has been continuously providing him with strength.

Occasionally, when he was sleeping, he could glimpse the reflection in the sea, and there was also Kiemon there, but he was quiet and well-behaved, somewhat similar to the current him, and somewhat different.

He guessed that it was probably the image the believers had created for him.

A character design piled up by Kurita, but it is a little different from him.

Sometimes Kiemon would think of the conversation they had the day Jishouten disappeared.

Gods don't die.

But gods are reshaped by believers.

Kiemon in the dream thought, if he died, would it be this fabricated "Kiemon" who revived instead of him, quiet, well-behaved, completely different from him but coming from the same origin? live in this world.

At that time, "Kiemon" could not be said to be dead, but he could not be said to be alive either.

It may be that too many things happened here, and Kiemon felt a little self-pity, and he held the cat's face like a jade while eating cat food.

Hey, how many people love his youthful and happy moments.

Love his cat fur, fake or real.

Only Heichuan could see through his soul behind the two hundred catties of fat.

Love his bills, and the chores.

Then Kurokawa threw a roll of toilet paper.

"Wipe your face, let's go to Aomori to meet up with Sensei and the others."