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This is a temple, not a shrine. While holding this, do you hear the mechanical female voice saying "A nuclear weapon launch has been detected"?

It might be better to change it to launching from the Five Finger Mountain, but it would damage the Buddha's image and be like using a butcher knife to crack a nut.

"Neither humble nor overbearing, this is the true nature of a man." Like a male model in a magazine, Ishigami raised his head proudly and posed, his whole body exuding an incomparable pride. "Of course I have to ask if I promised. Didn't you ask?"

The general affairs officer shook his head decisively: "I didn't ask."

As soon as he said this, the accountant suddenly stared at him with eyes wide open, incredulous: "What! Didn't you agree? Where is my good brother who sticks to his word?"

I thought that I would only speak out this debate line that Fujiwara-senpai had prepared in advance after everyone agreed!

"The psychic asked me to change someone, so... you know." Xing Yuanhui patted Shi Shang's shoulder, "Thank you, Shi Shang, I'll leave the chicken drumstick tonight for you to replenish your body, I wish you a long life."

With hindsight, Qin Shi Huang might not have revealed the psychic's stuff.

Seeing his friend smiling at him, Ishigami hugged his head, his eyes dull and hopeless: "Are you caring for me before I die? We should wait at least 50 years for that kind of thing! I haven't even seen the sequel to my favorite work yet!"

Gabe Newell didn't even count to 3, how can I die? !

"Then believe that Buddha will forgive you." Xing Yuanhui saw that Shirogane and Kaguya had just come out of the medium's house and joined together, and then walked here together. He reminded Ishigami, "Ah, Senior Sister Shinomiya is coming."

There was a dull sound of heels rubbing against the floor next to Ishigami's feet, and he sounded eager to try: "Can we run away?"

Running away is shameful, but what if it works?

"No, and besides, doesn't the vice president look like a Buddhist?" Xing Yuanhui touched his chin, thinking, "Maybe you can rely on her to survive? The Buddha's attack must be a blow full of merit, and the merit is to resist with some mysterious things, such as... murderous aura? Sun Wukong couldn't escape the Buddha's hand even if he jumped 108,000 miles. You should think of other ways."

"That makes sense." Ishigami took out the Jizo given to him by the medium, and seemed to have figured out what to do with it. "Xingyuan, do you have a ribbon? I'll tie it up and give it to Senior Shinomiya."

I think the energy of the chaebol can help me suppress this stone for at least a hundred years, or fifty years will do... Twenty years cannot be less! The stone is negotiating with the void.

"Aren't there souvenirs near the ticket booth at the entrance? Go there and ask." Immortal Xing Yuanhui pointed the way.

At this time, Baiyin had already walked up to them, and Ishigami could only helplessly retract his leg.

The president joked, "Are you looking for souvenirs now? Secretary Fujiwara hasn't come out yet."

"I hope she won't cause any trouble to the psychic..." Kaguya turned her head and looked over the wall into the house, sincerely hoping that she was okay.

She was the first one to go in. She hasn't come out for so long. Maybe she is rescuing the psychic.

After the explanation from her friendly psychic mother-in-law, she realized how disrespectful her behavior was.

"Shinomiya-senpai, President." Ishigami noticed the melancholy in the former's tone and looked expectantly for his companions who had also offended the powerful. "Did you ask the questions that Fujiwara-senpai gave you?"

As the saying goes, one should not blame the masses. Although he didn't know whether this rule would work for the gods, Ishigami still prayed sincerely at this moment.

As long as you are not alone, there is nothing to be afraid of!

It was a pity that he was destined to be disappointed. After Shirogane and Kaguya looked at each other, they said helplessly: "No, our psychic is an old woman, and she didn't ask."

As soon as she entered, she said she was going to find Jesus. The old woman jokingly covered her chest and said that this was going to kill her. How could she ask that?

"And I got scolded..." Kaguya pinched her brows and let out a breath, "Otherwise it would have ended long ago. Really, it would be more appropriate to go take a hot spring bath than to accompany Fujiwara-san to see the psychic and make trouble, even though it's summer now."

There are volcanoes and springs here, so there are natural sulfur hot springs that are open to the public for free in the temple.

It's rare to hang out with the president, even if it's just soaking my feet, it's nice! This is my summer memory! Hayasaka can't laugh at me for only being able to play defense after knowing this!

"Hot spring?" Xing Yuanhui looked up at the sky. "Now? Here?"

At least wait till night, right? Otherwise, we have to add cold water to cool it down, which is boring.

"It's okay to soak your feet. This is an authentic sulfur spring." A female voice was heard, but it was not Kaguya's voice.

Fujiwara Chikako laid on Kaguya's shoulder as she was about to speak, staring at Xing Yuanhui with her big eyes: "Since you're here, let's go together."

"...Did you learn this from me?" Xing Yuanhui narrowed his eyes and asked his friend beside him, "President, Ishigami, what do you think?"

You're using my spell against me? Fujiwara Chika, you are really mean right now.

To be honest, this man was actually a little reluctant about soaking feet together.

As a part of the body that is usually covered, the act of taking off shoes and socks subconsciously symbolizes "liberation", even if only a little.

He usually hangs out outside in slippers, but soaking feet together is different.

This is a relatively private activity. Think about it, everyone is sitting around the pool, digging their feet into the water and chatting. At this time, can't they move freely? They can only see the people next to them and their feet in the pool?

If you are usually barefoot and it is a background that no one pays attention to, then soaking your feet will make your feet suddenly become one of the centers of attention, thus triggering the anxiety of scrutiny in your heart.

After all, it's right in front of you. Everyone would take a look at it before diving into the water, right?

And the foot soak usually lasts fifteen minutes. Fujiwara Chikamanji sits next to him and habitually puts her feet on him when she kicks her legs... Although I don’t know why it feels taboo, it’s definitely embarrassing!

Here we rely on the tacit understanding between men to make a detour...

After thinking for three seconds, they said in unison: "Sure."

Xing Yuanhui was immediately shocked: Am I the only one who has such a delicate mind? ! Baiyin, Shishang, I am so disappointed in you!

In fact, it is not the case. It is not that they have no opinions in their hearts, but one of them wants to survive and the other wants beauty, so they have to be decisive.

"Soaking feet with Kaguya, rounding it off is like soaking in a hot spring together, and I don't even have to ask for it, how can I miss it!" Shirogane's eyes were firm, just like when he successfully ran for the student council president.

As for Ishigami... well, he was being watched by Kaguya without realizing it, and his personality took effect. Regardless of his previous fight with Jizo, his betrayal was a foregone conclusion.

"Brothers really have their own difficulties." Xing Yuanhui covered his face and said nothing, planning to go on his own.

There was a map of the temple nearby. He walked over and took a look, then found a flaw: "But is there a foot bath here? We can't go to the bathhouse, right? And we can't bathe together, so let's go back to the main room first."

A universal method: when you are undecided, just procrastinate.

"Small problem!" Fujiwara Chika jumped for joy, blushing as she walked out from behind Kaguya and distributed towels in her hands. "Just now, the psychic sister told me where we can soak our feet. We don't need to go to those bathing places. We can just go to the staff room. She called the people on break and told them that we can reserve the place now without a key."

The sister said that their relationship would become better after soaking their feet together.

It just so happened that I had trimmed my toenails a few days ago, so it’s no problem!

Although Xing Yuanhui's identity has not been confirmed yet, Fujiwara Chika is already thinking about how to deepen her relationship with him.

Chapter 46: Fujiwara Chika and the Female Psychic

Fast forward a bit in time, when Ishigami was having a heated discussion with the male psychic and Shirogane was being taught a lesson by the old psychic, Fujiwara Chika, who was filled with mysterious feelings of fear of mountains, walked into the psychic room.

She pushed open the sliding door and saw an older sister, who was probably only slightly older than her, kneeling on a cushion in the dark room, her beautiful face full of solemnity.

The female medium did not wear a headscarf, but simply tied her hair up, revealing her smooth forehead. She was lined with navy blue and wore a white cassock.

Hearing the noise, the other party opened his eyes, nodded slightly and said, "Hello."

"Wow, you look so serious." The bright smile that Fujiwara Chika brought in from outside was gradually dissipated by the atmosphere here.

After hesitating for a moment, she also knelt on the cushion that was obviously for guests, and after slightly adjusting to find a more comfortable position, she looked directly into the psychic's eyes.

The girl curled up her toes because she hadn't sat like this for a long time. She coughed and said, "Hello, I'm a tourist who came to visit Mt. Osore today. I've always been interested in this place."

"Really? It's an honor." She smiled and continued, "Since you are so curious, why don't we start early and let me take you on a mysterious journey."

In fact, the female psychic could probably guess the other party's mentality. It would be better to say that she thought spiritualism was fun than to say that she was interested.

As early as when the girl walked in, the energetic conversation between her and her friends had already flown into the ears of the female psychic. It was impossible for such a person to come to comfort her deceased family or friends.

Moreover, the other person's bright eyes, white teeth, and youthful and energetic appearance are enough to determine that he is a student. Such tourists come to Mount Osore to satisfy their curiosity, so it is very reasonable for them to be interested in this place.

It's just that such guests are usually troublesome. However, looking at the innocent and cute face of this pink-haired girl, she probably won't ask any strange questions, such as looking for some high-ranking officials in history who were buried with gold, silver and jewelry, and thinking about daydreaming fantasies.

Fujiwara Chika is certainly not such a person. As a pure lover of unofficial history who has an immense passion for history, how could she be so hungry for money?

So she replied, and her serious look made the female psychic feel so cute, so she answered politely: "Okay! I just want to ask Mr. Huangdi or Mr. Chiyou, did Mr. Chiyou ride a panda to kill the enemy in the past? What made him choose such a cute animal?"

"Panda" can be said to be one of the most popular animals in Japan, no less than the country where it was born. Every day, people come from places far away from Tokyo, such as Hokkaido and Okinawa, and queue for several hours at Ueno Zoo just to see this adorable and ferocious "cute" beast, and they even think it is worth it to stick out their butts.

In this case, the interesting rumor about the panda being ridden onto the battlefield by Chi You will naturally arouse the curiosity of many people.

And Fujiwara Chika is also worldly-wise, and cares so much that she is willing to use this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get an answer - of course, it's also because everyone in the student council helps her ask other questions.

"..." The female psychic was silent for a while. For a moment, the house was quiet and even the footsteps of passers-by outside could be faintly heard.

This doesn't seem to be any better than those guys looking for dead people and digging up graves? Damn it, is your cute appearance just a trap to trick me into letting my guard down?

"Doesn't this student have any other questions to ask?" In order to maintain her professionalism, the female psychic forced a smile and deliberately changed the subject. "Apart from spiritualism, I think there are more questions in your past life that are worth exploring, right?"

Grandma! Didn't you say that being a medium is just about listening? It's too hard to make up such a story! If I had this ability, I wouldn't have come back to inherit the family business! I would have been a housewife coaxing children to sleep!

Hearing this, Fujiwara Chika put her finger on her lips and pondered for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Yes, but isn't the specialty here spiritualism? It's such a pity that I came here with great difficulty but didn't see it."

Are my questions too difficult? I really can't help you... I've beaten Pharaoh, let's beat Set this time!

"Then don't you have any emotional needs?" The female psychic's intuition told her that there was a big pit waiting for this girl, so she was trying to save herself, "For example, kittens and puppies when you were a child, flowers and plants, etc...."

This should be my job! To comfort the sorrow of the past. If I could really communicate with spirits, and could communicate with big shots at any time, I wouldn't be in such a miserable situation!

“No.” Fujiwara Chika shook her head. Her kneeling legs could no longer support her and began to spread out, turning into a duck sitting position. “Although the flowers I raised when I was a child were left to my parents because we were very busy, but they are still alive now? They have spread to my grandfather’s house and my grandfather’s house.”

Besides, the relatives and Pesce I have known since childhood are still alive. If I had come here a year ago, I could have asked you to check whether the person was dead or not. But I don’t know his name, and I don’t know the date… So it’s better to explore the mysteries of the world, right? At least you won’t return empty-handed.

By the way, speaking of flowers, should I send some to Xingyuan? That flower is pink when it blooms, and people who have seen it say it looks like me, and it looks good on the head.

Imagining herself with a flower on her ear and the general affairs officer looking at her in a daze, Fujiwara Chika put on a sweet smile and unconsciously touched her temples and pushed them back.

"Oh, so that's it..." the female psychic replied embarrassedly.

This cheerful girl with big breasts and bows really has a good family! You must have received a lot of love letters in school, and then used your appearance to deceive your classmates and play with the hearts of male classmates!

Then you can just play with them, why are you playing with me? Did you do it on purpose or by accident? !

After venting her negative emotions in her heart, the female psychic looked at the pink-haired girl who was still smiling, and found something wrong.

Wait, even if she is a natural pink type that turns black when cut, she is natural first. If she has someone she likes, then can't I use this to turn it into love consultation and avoid asking the weird question of why Chi You would ride a panda to fight?

Look at her like this, with a slight blush on her face and a silly smile on her face subconsciously... It's very possible!

So the female psychic mustered up her courage and decided to make one last attempt to bring the girl with the bow tie into the field she was good at - as for love, as long as she was not a super insulator, she would always be able to say a few words.

Besides, wasn’t my dream to find a good man and wait for death? Although I didn’t find one I liked in the end, and had to come back to inherit the family tradition… But I believe that this extra age and lack of knowledge will be useful! Now is the time to restart the dusty memories!

"No, you do." The female medium began to be mysterious, trying to use Fujiwara Chika's words to confirm her thoughts, "Don't you realize that there is a red string on your hand without you realizing it?"

After that, she used the skill of reciting scriptures as a cover and began to use the little tricks she had learned to make the other person's fingers used to open the door turn red through a wonderful chemical reaction.

The process was quick and convenient. Because of her precise movements, only one spot on Fujiwara Chika's hand turned red. It was not like putting your hands under your butt to keep warm in the winter, which would leave marks all over your hand.

This process is completely harmless, just wash it off before going out. This technique exists only because it allows those who commemorate the deceased to feel as if their loved ones are really contacting them from the other side of the world, enhancing the comforting effect.

Now the female psychic has monopolized the right to speak in this room, and she is very arrogant: It is red anyway, and it must be what I say it is!

Fujiwara Chika followed her gaze, tilted her head to look at her index finger, and found that it had actually turned red.

Even though it was just a little bit, with this kind of change, her rational thinking was suddenly attacked by her emotional thinking and she couldn't help but waver.

“This, this, this…is it true!?” Fujiwara Chika’s fingers trembled, not knowing whether she was surprised by this phenomenon or happy about this omen.

"Of course it's true. Times have changed. Psychics like us have long learned from our peers to strengthen our ability to resist risks and further enhance our competitiveness." The female psychic couldn't help laughing, feeling proud of her own judgment and choice. "I know it's incredible that a shrine maiden in Mt. Osorezan can do this kind of magic, but please don't worry, it's all true. And! I also know a lot of love secrets!"

Okay, now you should have forgotten the legend of the iron-eating beast, right?

"But..." Fujiwara Chika's rational mind came back to life, because when she raised her finger in front of her face, she smelled a familiar smell of chemicals through the incense in the room. Her rationality and sensibility began to wrestle, "I think I can do this spell, is there something wrong with the cushion, or is there powder sprinkled on the door?"

But I'm still very happy.

Fujiwara Chika stroked her face and looked at the female psychic who was beginning to sweat.

It was obvious that the other party was now lying: "This...how could it be? Magic is not scientific."

Is your natural label fake? I was only happy for ten seconds and you exposed me! Is this reasonable?!

"Oh... let's just leave it at that." Fujiwara Chika moved her butt and adjusted her sitting position. Seeing the unnatural look on the female psychic's face, she took the initiative to comfort her, "It's okay. Compared to that, I'm more concerned about the secret book you mentioned."

Oh, is it better not to say it clearly? I blurted it out.

This woman was so serious about studying how to use colors to manipulate playing cards that she is now able to quickly see through the opponent's tactics with her rich experience.

"...Thank you." Seeing her looking thoughtfully at the place where she hid the props, the female psychic had a sad face and simply stopped resisting fearlessly, "Please don't tell anyone, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

My grandma would scold me and give me homework! I am an adult, and it is shameful to do homework!

"Don't worry!" Fujiwara Chika made a chain-zipping gesture on her mouth.

"Okay!" Although the consequences might be very serious, the female psychic relaxed her back instantly after receiving the assurance. She no longer kept a straight face to maintain the mystery and asked directly, "Do you know what boys like most?"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Chika frowned immediately, and it was unknown what she was thinking about. After a moment, she blushed and said, "That...secondary characteristic?"

It seems like Xingyuan would consciously keep his distance every time his eyes sweep across my chest. I guess that means he likes me, right?

"Well... I can't say it's wrong, but actually I'm not asking about the body parts..." The female psychic laughed dryly, then said seriously, "It's the atmosphere! That kind of ambiguous, invisible and intangible thing that really exists! It's like the super fragrant soup in the pot next door that makes your stomach itch!"