Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

Holding the somewhat cold shoulder bag in her arms, she felt a little relieved for her frayed nerves.

Just as she fell asleep in extreme fear and anxiety, a hand fell on her shoulder.

78. Come, take you home

Is there something on my shoulder?

Fumino Furuhashi paused, as if she was pushed hard on the edge of a cliff.

All that was left in my heart was fear and anxiety.

It was as if this was the last straw that broke the camel's back, and Fumino Furukawa's already tight psychological defenses, and she completely collapsed.

She raised her head reflexively and looked at Sakurai who was wearing a traditional formal dress.

The mist in her eyes quickly condensed into tears that burst down, wetting the shoulder bag that was held in her arms.

She was just an ordinary high school girl, but she finally burst into tears like a dam breaking.

The man's expression was as indifferent as ever. He did not show any disgust at her miserable appearance, nor did he show any joy at achieving a hard-earned victory.

It seemed that no matter what happened, it could not move him, even if the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and everything returned to nothingness, it would still be the same.

He looked at himself quietly, his eyes were full of himself, but his attention seemed not to be on himself at all.

It was as if he didn't care about anything in this world.

He was originally wearing a set of sportswear that was convenient for movement, but at some point he changed into a set of ceremonial clothes that priests would wear during festivals. The twisted crown was turned 180 degrees on his head, and a few strands of naughty black hair accidentally escaped from the crown, being blown gently in the breeze.

The dress was so loose and seemed to be thrown on haphazardly. The Shinto attire, which should have been solemn and dignified, looked a little out of place on him.

just like...

The cynical Onmyoji reluctantly put on formal clothes to deal with the evil guests who came to his door.

but...

After seeing this figure, Furukawa Fumino felt unprecedented peace of mind.

The man did not speak, but just looked at himself quietly. His haggard and ugly appearance was reflected in his golden eyes.

His hand was still on her shoulder and he did not take it away. Fumino Furuhashi could feel the warmth that was transmitted to her even through her clothes.

The smell of moldy clothes and the smoky smell of burning flames flowed into Fumino Furuhashi's nose with the breeze, but she felt that she had never smelled such a wonderful smell before.

An indescribable emotion rushed straight to her brain, almost out of control. She let go of the shoulder bag that had previously brought her spiritual sustenance, grabbed Sakurai's hand on her shoulder, held it in her arms with all her strength, and burst into tears like a child.

Tears wet Sakurai's clothes and the girl's cheeks.

Sakurai lowered his head and looked at the blue-haired girl who was twitching and crying, and let her hold his hand.

He waited silently for her to vent all her negative emotions through crying.

Although Sakurai couldn't empathize with her, he felt that he could understand Fumino Furuhashi's current feelings to some extent.

Without rushing to take back from the crying girl the only spiritual support she had during the long wait, Sakurai let her hug his body.

Even though he had no sense of pain, he still couldn't help feeling a little tired after being resurrected time and time again in the battle with the God of Wilderness.

The depressed Sakurai simply sat down on the girl's ground, and took advantage of the situation to pull Furuno Furuhashi completely into his arms.

Sakurai didn't have the slightest intention of comforting Fumino Furuhashi. He knew that the best comfort for the girl right now was tears.

After releasing the stress through tears, she was able to come back to her senses.

Sakurai took out the trophy from the conquest of the wild god from his arms, a small black ball with a metallic texture, and tried to see what was on it.

In the end, Sakurai, who couldn't figure out anything, gave up and stuffed the black ball back into his arms, at least for a moment. He closed his eyes as the girl beside him cried.

He needed to rest for a while, because he would have to send this almost collapsed girl back to the human world later.

Time passed minute by minute, and the girl who had been crying loudly finally stopped crying.

She stopped crying and looked at Sakurai with red eyes, who was resting with his eyes closed. She was still holding Sakurai's arms and refused to look away.

She was afraid that Sakurai would disappear in front of her in the blink of an eye.

She was once again alone in this horrible other world.

"Well done. When you are facing the threat of death, even if I tell you that you are safe."

"I was able to stay in the spiritual spot for so long without breaking down."

"You are quite remarkable among ordinary people. At least you are braver than most people in this world."

"Among the ordinary people I know, you are one of the best."

Although I don’t seem to know many ordinary people like that.

"The wild god in the deepest part of this spiritual spot has been conquered."

"The girls who died because of it in the past have also found eternal rest and relief."

"You are safe. There is no threat to your life."

"Don't be scared."

"You can rest assured now."

Sakurai, who was not asleep, opened his eyes, and after making sure that Furuhashi Fumino had calmed down a little, he started talking to himself.

"I will send you back to reality. When you get home, you can hug your family and have a good cry."

"Then take a shower to wash away all the negative emotions, forget about what happened tonight for a while, cover yourself with a blanket and have a good sleep."

"When you wake up, eat some cake and chocolate. Sweets can make you feel better."

"Then let your relatives take you to a place called Glass Shrine. I think it should be quite famous in this area."

"Given your family environment, you should be able to find it."

"If your family doesn't understand, it's okay to go alone, but remember to be safe on the road."

"Once we get to the shrine, the people there will be able to convince your family."

"They are professionals in treating psychological trauma caused by accidental involvement in supernatural events like yours."

"After resting there for a while, if you succeed in exorcising the evil spirit, it should be difficult to encounter similar things again unless you are too unlucky."

Unlike Yotsuya Miko who can see, Furuno Fumino who was targeted by the ghost story completely by accident, as long as she can remove the "black energy" from her body, she shouldn't be unlucky enough to be dragged into this world again.

It won't be long before she becomes invisible.

"If you're still afraid, there are corresponding amulets at the shrine, which should be useful."

"I remember there are some useful calming charms. If you have nightmares at night, you can ask for one or two."

Sakurai chattered on and on, telling everyone all the arrangements for Furuno Furuno next.

He has repeated this process many times in the past month.

79. Daybreak

"Understand?"

"If you understand, get up."

Sakurai stood up, without any lingering attachment to the girl's soft embrace, and looked at Fumino Furuhashi who was sitting on the ground in a daze.

With his eyes narrowed, he picked up the shoulder bag on the ground and hung it on his shoulder, then stretched out a hand and handed it to Fumino Furuhashi.

Just prepare to pull this unfortunate lady up.

"Excuse me, what is your name..."

With the hand handed to her by Sakurai, Furuno Furuhashi stood up and lowered her head while softly asking her name.

actually...

What she wanted to ask was whether she could see Sakurai after that.

But after hesitating for a long time, the shyness and hesitation unique to girls made her unable to ask this question no matter what.

You can only change your goal to asking the other person's name and then find him/her.

She still remembered that the boy was from the same school as her.

"Sakurai, Sakurai Eito."

"It's okay not to remember it. It's also okay to think of what happened tonight as a dream."

"There probably won't be much need for us to meet in the future."

"By the way, if you see me on the road, don't just rush up to me casually."

"It could be dangerous."

"I think you should understand that the world I live in is even weirder than you can imagine."

"I think you don't want to be involved in similar incidents again."

I hammered my temple, I don't know why...

He had been feeling inexplicably tired since a while ago.

It feels empty, as if something is missing.

He pounded his head again, putting his confusion behind him for the moment.

Maybe I'm just too tired.

This time it can be said to be a real big fight.

Thinking this, Sakurai put on his shoulder bag and walked straight towards the bus.

"Fumino Furuhashi, my name is Fumino Furuhashi."

Shaking her head vigorously, Fumino Furuhashi remembered these four words deeply in her heart and followed Sakurai closely.

Sakurai didn't look back. He didn't think Furuno Furuhashi could drive the bus, so he took out a rusty kitchen knife from his shoulder bag and hit himself with it.