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Chapter 392 The Unofficial History of Modaro

Yakumo Yukari opened her fan, covered her mouth and chuckled, "Oh my, Miko has really gone astray... This kind of behavior is called cosplay, right? I didn't expect you to admire this guy so much."

She laughed heartily, and while talking, she poked Jagi next to her with her finger.

What respectable person would wear a mask that's hard to keep up?

Over the years, Yukari Yakumo has only ever met Jagi, who always wears a helmet and seems to be connected to a certain hat and hair. Although Miko wears a mask, it's hard to say that she hasn't been influenced by someone.

"...We lost."

Jagi, looking utterly defeated, bowed in resignation.

"I have to admit, your mask is more impressive right now. From now on, you'll be playing the role of Rorschach."

Rorschach's Inkblot Mask has inkblots that change with his mood, and Miko's mask has the same function. Jacques's mask is no match for it.

"Ugh! You two are really something!"

Under the barrage of teasing and banter from both sides, Jianzi protested in exasperation, her face contorted with frustration, "And another thing! This kid is clearly just a mask, so why is he called 'Kenshin'?!"

The apprentice shrine maiden angrily rolled up her sleeves, seemingly preparing to unleash a powerful punch. However, her recently honed fighting instincts made her subconsciously assess the disparity between herself and her opponent. She then silently sat back down, grabbed a handful of senbei (rice crackers) from the table, and stuffed them into her mouth.

The girl, whose mind was still filled with the thrill of battle but not quite, gnawed on a senbei (rice cracker) with malice and muttered, "Don't think I don't know you're making a reference to Rurouni Kenshin!"

The white mask on her face stopped trembling and, at some point, changed into a sullen expression, a look quite fitting for "Nyanpas," indicating that she was also quite dissatisfied with the name.

"Just kidding, after all, there's no Flying Sword Style here, and this kid couldn't possibly suddenly unleash a Nine-Headed Dragon Flash..."

Yakumo Yukari said something completely out of character with a smile, which startled Jagi.

"Purple?! When did you become able to pick up on my jokes? This doesn't make sense, does it?"

"Don't make a fuss over nothing."

Yakumo Shi gave him a blank look.

The Boundary Youkai isn't stupid after all. She's known everyone in the group for so long, so it's perfectly normal for her, the Youkai Sage, to learn about the local characteristics, culture, and technology when she visits other groups.

As a result, the old-fashioned monster not only gained an understanding of the technological level of the normal worldview, but also watched a lot of anime in his spare time, including "Rurouni Kenshin".

Jia Ji had only one comment on this.

"This really is the kind of anime that older people watch."

Pretending not to hear, she touched Jianzi's exposed arm. Although it was still fair, it had many faint scars, making her look heroic.

Not everyone is like Jagi, who can immediately enter battle even if he stands still all day. Encounters, opportunities, exchanges, rest... Although reality is a trash game, in addition to greatly improving her combat power, Yotsuya Miko also gained many other things during this time.

"By the way, where did you get this mask from?"

Upon hearing this, Jianzi gave a strange look and blinked.

"Ah... what should I say? Actually, I'm not really sure either. That day, when I was on my way to the Monster Mountain, I passed through an empty village and saw a strangely shaped standing stone by the roadside. Whether it was on a whim or by some strange impulse, I just bowed to it... and then this kid hit me on the back of the head."

It seems that even she herself wasn't entirely clear about how she obtained the mask.

“If we’re not mistaken, this child has already developed sentience and is about to become a tsukumogami… It’s more accurate to call it a menreiki than a mask.”

After examining the pure white Noh mask for a while, Yakumo Yukari affirmed, then uttered a name: "The Ancestor of Sarugaku".

With his keen eyesight and experience, the sage quickly determined that this thing was definitely related to Qin Hesheng, who was revered as the ancestor of monkey music.

"Qinhe Sheng"

The leader of the Hata clan during the reign of Empress Suiko, whose surname was Hatazo, given name Kawakatsu, and real name was Hirotaka. Documents such as the *Nihon Shoki* and *Ue-gu Shōtoku-tōden Buqueki* record that Hata Kawakatsu was a close confidant of Prince Shōtoku and was highly valued.

The Qin clan, who migrated from the mainland, mostly worshipped "Myoken Bodhisattva" in their villages, regarding "Myoken Bodhisattva" as the incarnation of the Big Dipper.

Qin Hesheng has another identity: he is the founder of Noh (Sarugaku), and the so-called god of Noh…

Jagi and Yakumo Yukari exchanged a glance.

"Is it her?"

"That should be it."

The two reached a consensus in an instant.

Whether it's the Big Dipper, the god of Noh, or the act of attacking from the back of the head, all these elements clearly point to a certain mysterious god.

Are you reciting something aloud?!

"The custom of erecting stones at village boundaries and along roadsides and conducting sacrifices to them; these roadside stones are usually called 'Qishen,' 'Daozu Shen,' or 'Sai Shen.'"

It was the well-informed Yakumo Yukari who spoke up to explain.

"So, you should understand now, right? — Don't just worship any stone by the roadside; this time you've actually been making an offering to that Matara Okina..."

It was Modoro, whom I had helped before, who did it.

After the first war that shattered the moon, the frustrated sage of demons spent hundreds of years researching the information about the ancient gods who suddenly appeared and became ridiculously powerful. She actually managed to gather a lot of useful information.

The "obstacle" in "God of Obstacles" not only refers to general difficulties, but in this country it also means hindering the Tengu and protecting the practitioners.

On his way to exorcise the treacherous tengu, Miko worshipped the incarnation of the god Matara, and both the process and the result were entirely in line with his divine name and duties.

"It would be really unreasonable if she didn't bestow some blessings upon us."

Yakumo Yukari said irritably, seeing that her actions had invisibly preached to Modora.

Although she didn't suffer any losses, the inexplicable feeling that the Mysterious God was the mastermind behind it all still made her very unhappy.

"Good heavens, so you've become the witch of Modoro after all. That's good." Jagi gave her a thumbs up.

"Have a vision."

It still attracts demons and monsters.

By manipulating life force and spiritual power, Modara Okina can create or destroy living beings in an instant, and creating a Menreiki is naturally a piece of cake.

With someone of Modoro's caliber protecting him, not to mention the whole world, at least he could roam freely throughout Japan without any problem.

It is truly a stroke of good fortune.

"Rumors..."

Jagi looked around.

Yakumo-ju, the home of the lost.

It is extremely secure and cannot be detected by any detector or method.

Once he was certain that Modoro wouldn't sneak up behind him and open the "door" to deliver a blow, Jacques immediately began speaking in a mysterious tone:
"Do you know why Qin Hesheng was able to become Prince Shengde's subordinate after crossing the sea? It's because he served as a pageboy for Modara, pushed chairs for him, and sold ditch for him..."

(End of this chapter)