"Therefore, he contacted the Shinomiya family at the time, hoping that the Shinomiya family could worship him as a god after his death. However, in the world of sorcery, worshipping a deceased sorcerer as a god has always been a strictly forbidden practice, and those sorcery families do not want any existence beyond their control."

"At that time, the Shinomiya family was just a small family, powerless to resist those ancient and powerful magic families. Therefore, the Shinomiya family could not openly build a shrine for them, but had to worship them in another way: by offering sacrifices."

“The sorcerer was offered as a sacrifice in place of the shrine’s offerings, and was thus worshipped as a deity.”

"Of course, the Shinomiya family at that time obviously could not threaten powerful sorcerers, so they always focused their attention on those who had the potential to become sorcerers but had not yet truly mastered sorcery."

Si Gongyun felt a chill run down his spine, his voice low and deep:

"Shuchiin Temple holds a sacrificial ceremony every year, so over the years at least three hundred people must have been offered as sacrifices, right?"

"Do not."

Shinomiya Yanan shook his head. "Initially, it wasn't that frequent. His 'appetite' was still small, requiring only one sacrifice every ten years. After all, ancient sorcerers were very rare, and finding a sorcerer who hadn't yet 'awakened' wasn't as easy as you think."

"But gradually, as time went by, the number of sacrifices also increased. The 'Lake God' became stronger and stronger, and his appetite grew. The number of sacrifices he demanded changed from once every ten years to once every five years, then from once every five years to once every three years, and finally to once a year."

“If there weren’t far more sorcerers in modern times than in the past, we probably would have had a hard time satisfying the Lake God’s appetite.”

"This can be called a god?"

Shinomiya Un'yō's gaze was filled with suspicion.

Because he dared not let other sorcerers know that he was trying to become a god, he didn't even have a shrine, or a formal deity. He could only be called the 'Lake God'. Is that what you call a god? Isn't he just a stray dog?

"Don't underestimate the Lake God."

Shigu Yan'an saw through Shigu Yunying's thoughts and slowly said, "For over three hundred years, did you really think that the sorcerers would never discover the existence of the Lake God? In fact, in the past, there have been several open and covert battles between the sorcerers and the Lake God, but each time the Lake God has won. According to the sorcerers' classification, the 'Lake God's' strength had already reached the special level hundreds of years ago, and even possessed its own domain."

"It is precisely because of this powerful strength that the higher-ups in the world of sorcery tolerate the existence of the Lake God."

"The reason why the Shinomiya family has been able to grow and prosper is also due to the protection of the lake god. Students who study at Shuchiin Academy will receive the blessing of the lake god in the sacrificial ceremony to varying degrees, and from then on, they will have smooth sailing. You are no exception."

He was only a level 3 sorcerer in life, but after death he became a top-tier cursed spirit...

Shinomiya Un'taka still found it somewhat unbelievable. Although he didn't know exactly what the Special Grade meant, judging from Shinomiya Gan'an's description, the Special Grade was clearly an extremely rare existence in the world of sorcery.

But is it reasonable that the 'Lake God' became a Special Grade player so easily?

No, actually, that makes sense.

After all, many of the sorcerers who were sacrificed to the lake god probably possessed strength strong enough to become special-grade sorcerers, but unfortunately they became sacrifices to the lake god before they could grow up.

However, judging from the situation of the Shinomiya family and the Lake God, their relationship is also quite abnormal.

Initially, the two sides had a cooperative relationship, but as time went on, the Shinomiya family was gradually being coerced by the Lake God. After all, if they could not satisfy the Lake God's appetite, the Shinomiya family would be the first to suffer, and being wiped out would be the best outcome.

It is undeniable that the Shinomiya family has also benefited greatly from the existence of the Lake God, which is why they have been able to grow into the Shinomiya Zaibatsu they are today.

The greater the power of the Shinomiya family, the more offerings they can provide for the lake god.

The two sides have a parasitic and interdependent relationship.

No, it's not just the Shinomiya family.

Other families, such as the Kashiwagi family, were probably also involved.

They all enjoyed the lake god's favor, and in doing so, they aided and abetted the evildoer, helping the lake god find sacrifices!

Sigong Yunying said in a deep voice:

But the lake god is dead!

"Yes, the lake god is dead."

Shinomiya Gan'an nodded slightly. "The death of the Lake God is no less than a catastrophe for the Shinomiya family, because according to the intelligence we have, the person who killed the Lake God is named Gojo Satoru."

Shigu Yan'an paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice:

"That's the strongest being in the world of sorcery!"

"The strongest?!"

Shi Gong Yunying's expression hardened. He didn't know what sorcery was, nor did he understand the world of sorcery, and he couldn't even see 'spell spirits'.

But the word "strongest" is enough to explain a lot!

Sigong Yunying looked somewhat hesitant.

"So, that wasn't a coincidence?"

"do not know."

Shinomiya Gan'an shook his head. "Whether the death of the Lake God was a coincidence or intentional is no longer important. What is important is that the 'Lake God' has been killed, which is both a disaster and an opportunity for the Shinomiya family."

Losing the protection of the lake god would be tantamount to annihilation for the Shinomiya family.

However, losing the protection of the lake god also meant losing the shackles of deception; they no longer needed to provide new offerings to the lake god.

Moreover, the one who killed the lake god also provided them with a new path—the shikigami who worshipped him became living beings.

From the Shinomiya family's perspective, this behavior itself was the sorcerer's way of showing goodwill, taking the initiative to offer to worship the shikigami as a god. This meant that the other party was not opposed to the act of 'creating a god', and therefore would not pursue the Shinomiya family's past actions.

This is why Shinomiya Yan'an forced Shinomiya Un'yō to agree to all of the other party's demands, no matter the cost.

Sigong Yunying frowned and asked:

"Aside from building the shrine and demanding offerings, he hasn't contacted me again. What exactly does he want?"

Compared to her impatient son, Shinomiya Gan'an spoke calmly:

"This is beyond our ability to guess, but there's no need to rush. Whatever he wants, he will eventually come to us."

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LycoReco Cafe, Setagaya Ward.

Jingle Bell!

A tall, blond middle-aged man in a beige suit pushed open the door, causing the bell behind it to ring crisply.

The spiky-haired youth followed him into the coffee shop, his gaze sweeping across the tatami mats on the right.

The platinum blonde girl behind the bar smiled and asked:

"Welcome! What would you like to drink?"

"Iced Americano".

Nanami Kento sat down at the bar, his tone calm.

There were other customers in the shop, and he didn't plan to speak up now.

The spiky-haired youth had a cool expression:

"latté."

"Please wait a moment."

The platinum-blonde-haired girl skillfully served two cups of coffee, her technique clearly demonstrating her professionalism. And precisely because of this, few would suspect that such a young woman could be a secret government agent.

Nanami Kento took a sip of coffee to perk himself up, and slowly asked:

"I have only one question: Is Aoba Mimori still alive?"

"He's dead."

Nishiki Chizuka's smile remained unchanged. "Don't worry, the body won't be found."

The smiling, adorable girl uttered terrifying words, sending a chill down Fushiguro Megumi's spine.

Although he himself was a special person who was above ordinary people, he knew he couldn't talk about killing as easily as the other person did.

Nanami Kento asked:

Why kill him?

Nishiki Chisatsu replied with a smile:

"Is it enough that he's a CIA spy who hired terrorists to try and carry out a terrorist attack in Tokyo? Ah, if you need evidence, it's already been sent to Mr. Ichiji's phone. This is a state secret, remember to keep it confidential."

"Thank you, we will confirm."

Nanami Kento finished his coffee in one gulp and turned to leave.

Fushiguro took a sip of coffee and immediately followed.

Snapped!

Just as Nanami Kento was about to pull the door open, it was pushed open from the outside.

A middle-aged man wearing a brown overcoat and a yellow tie walked into the coffee shop.

Chizuka Nishiki waved knowingly:

"Ah, Officer Abe."

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, looking at the blond man passing by. Hearing the girl's reply, he snapped out of his reverie and walked wearily toward the bar.

"Chizuka, give me a cup of coffee, I need to have a good drink."

"Huh? It's still working hours, right? Is that alright?"

"That's precisely because I need to drink coffee to replenish my energy during work hours!"

During their conversation, Nanami Kento and Fushiguro Megumi left the coffee shop and returned to the car parked by the roadside.

Fushiguro Megumi looked at the white car parked by the roadside and slowly spoke:

"Nanami-senpai, that's a policeman, isn't it?"

Nanami Kento leaned back in his chair and nodded slightly:

"Ah, they must be police."

What the other person was carrying on their waist was undoubtedly a pistol.

Nanami Kento rubbed his temples, his tone somewhat subtle:

"Lycoris, agents of a secret government organization, holding licenses to kill, responsible for eliminating criminals or terrorists before incidents occur, and tasked with protecting the nation. Wow, this is quite an organization; I can't believe I only found out about it today."

"Thinking about it carefully, I must have seen JKs wearing similar uniforms several times by now. Is Japan cursed? Not only are there cursed spirits, but terrorist attacks are also so frequent."

"I remember there was a bombing at a comic convention just last month, and there were also a lot of terrorist attacks across the country last year caused by anti-intellectual cults."

Fushiguro Megumi suddenly realized something serious, her brows furrowing. "Given their efficiency, how did the Anti-Intellectual Cult's terrorist attack succeed? Did they cover it up with magic?"

After a moment's thought, Nanami Kento quickly came up with the answer:

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