Change the world with entertainment with Yokai Girl

"It's said that there are eight hundred gods in Wa-koku (Japan), so even rice contains gods?"

Qin Jing thought to herself, 'Even if the shrine truly has deities, they must be quite cunning, holding both agricultural and commercial positions, controlling the most numerous farmers and the wealthiest merchants among the populace. No wonder their incense is so abundant.'

Qin Jing climbed upwards while lost in thought.

The little animal floated ahead, glancing back every two steps. If it noticed Qin Jing hadn't caught up, it would urge her on with "yuyu" until she did, then continue forward, just like a clingy and mischievous puppy or kitten.

Even after walking for several tens of minutes, Qin Jing's steps remained light as she leaped over each step. Before long, she followed the little animal to the top of the mountain. The white light emanating from the central shrine was now filled with joyful singing and laughter. The little animal pulled Jing forward, and suddenly the shrine's gate opened, a dazzling white light rushing out. Qin Jing quickly shielded her eyes with her hands; it seemed that a banquet was being held inside.

In a daze, figures dressed in red and white shrine maiden outfits served dishes and poured wine for the guests. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that these maids all had fox faces on their heads and long tails behind them.

Those sitting at the banquet were all strange people, some with horns, some with wings, and some with sharp beaks and teeth.

"..." Qin Jing turned around and prepared to leave.

“yuyuyu…” But then the snow doll suddenly grabbed Jing’s hand tightly. Its whole body was covered in crystal snowflakes, which froze the ground in front of the door into ice. Qin Jing felt her foot slip and was pulled inside.

"Oh! Snow Child is back? It seems our banquet has brought back something rare." A strange man dressed entirely in black said.

"Did Snow Child bring back some new snacks to go with his drinks?" the horned monster said with a loud laugh.

"So you were trying to lure me here?!" Jing looked at the harmless snow doll in astonishment, never expecting that the seemingly cute little animal would harbor such a sinister intention.

"Yuyuyu!" Snow Doll quickly shook her head in denial.

"I know! I've found the blind spot! There's only one truth! So you wanted to eat me, right?" Qin Jing pointed at the snow doll and declared.

"Yoyoyo!!" The snow doll shook its head even faster, frantically flying and spinning around Qin Jing's head.

"Sorry, I was just kidding." Qin Jing smiled, raised her hands to hug the exhausted snow doll, and placed her on her hat.

“yuyuyu…” The snow doll was exhausted and rested on Qin Jing’s hat, looking quite resentful.

"Hahaha! You have some nerve, kid! You actually ignore us! Aren't you scared?" the strange man laughed.

"Why? It was just a dream, right?" Qin Jing said matter-of-factly. If it weren't a dream, how could he have climbed to the top of the mountain so easily?

Although he now loves literature, believes in the existence of other life in the boundless universe, believes that some people possess supernatural powers, and believes that people from the future can travel back to the past, reality is reality, and dreams are dreams.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha! Even if you get eaten in your dream, I can make sure you never wake up again!" The monster suddenly burst into laughter, smoke billowing from its head. Its entire head swelled up to two, four, ten times its original size, and the skin on its face changed from bronze to a thick, grayish-black, bubbling substance. The sharp fangs in its scarlet mouth were about to bite off Jing's head.

"Black Monk, stop fooling around. You'll frighten my little guest." At this moment, the host, who had been lying on his side in the middle of the head seat, spoke up and stopped the black monster.

This is a woman dressed in a magnificent purple-blue robe, her body turned to the side, one of her long black sleeves supporting her head, while the other hand, embroidered with black brocade, extends out to hold a large red wine bowl used for sacrifices, occasionally taking a sip. Her long black hair is casually scattered, revealing a unique allure amidst her languid elegance.

The woman looked at Jing and said, "I hadn't decided whether to bring you here. I never expected that Youyou would sneak down the mountain to play and find you, and that she would like you so much. It's fate."

“Yuyuyu!” A snow doll named Youyou floated down from Jing’s head and nuzzled Qin Jing’s face.

Qin Jing patted Youyou's head, then looked back at the woman on the chairman's seat. She still felt a sense of unease and couldn't help but take two steps back.

This was the first time Qin Jing had ever seen such a beautiful person. Her beauty was truly breathtaking, like a celestial being.

However, Qin Jing didn't think that such a person could be a kind deity. After all, a being that helps believers' businesses prosper and their crops flourish could not be such a dangerous being that is so beautiful that it makes people feel uneasy.

If the unpredictable nature of that noisy, eccentric person surprised Jing with the richness of her own imagination, she thought that if she couldn't write pure literary works in the future, perhaps she could try developing in the realm of fantasy novels.

The people before us are like the sinful allure of tobacco, caffeine, and cola—one can easily become addicted, and once addicted, it's impossible to escape; a day without it feels unpleasant. On one hand, they contribute to lung disease, mental weakness, and obesity; on the other hand, they are a major contributor to the national economy. This temptation is dangerous; one after another, those who are self-righteous, believing themselves to be strong-willed and absolutely capable of overcoming it, will fall into this path of no return.

Qin Jing felt that he could appreciate this kind of beauty, just like appreciating Dazai's extremely pessimistic yet sincere and pure novels, or rather, appreciating the new Classic of Mountains and Seas that he liked very much and had read several times—The Strange Tales of Monsters.

Ultimately, it's just a case of loving dragons but fearing them in reality; if a dragon actually appeared before him, he'd still be terrified and run away in a panic. There's an old saying, "A doctor cannot heal himself," just like someone who grows grass won't burn it, or someone who runs a cattery won't pet cats.

If you can admire someone from afar, don't get too close; if you can keep your distance, then never get too near them.

If Qin Jing felt that she was a bottle containing all sorts of murky things, then the person in front of her was simply Pandora's box that had already been opened.

Even in my dreams, I don't want to get close. I silently took a few steps back.

"Hahaha! Fox! Looks like you're even scarier than me!" The big-headed monster laughed and shrank back.

“A child with such a strong sense of vigilance isn’t cute.” The woman lying on the chair sat up, revealing her true form, and looked at Qin Jing with a smile.

Only then did Qin Jing realize that the woman who had always given him a sense of danger had a pair of long, pointed ears on her head and was looking at him with amusement in her blue-green eyes.

"You're quite perceptive. Speaking of which, you've said bad things about me in your mind before, haven't you? You have to be punished... a little!" The fox witch dipped her hand into the wine in the bowl, flicked it, and the water droplets condensed in the air as if in space, flying straight towards Qin Jing's eyes.

Qin Jing tried to avoid it, but found that she couldn't move her body, so she quickly closed her eyes.

Suddenly everything went black, and I heard a series of noisy and chaotic laughs.

When Qin Jing opened his eyes, he saw a wooden ceiling. He lay on the bed and turned to look at Xiao Kui and his family, who were all fast asleep beside him.

Was it really just a dream? Qin Jing shrank under the covers, stopped thinking about it, and quickly drifted off to sleep again.

When I opened my eyes again, I was woken up by Qin Ma. After getting into the car, the big white snowman, snow rabbit, and little snowman in front of my grandparents' house were gone, leaving only piles of snow. It seemed that they had melted at sunrise.

Early in the morning, they followed their relatives to the ancestral hall on the mountain to worship their ancestors. They would offer tea, wine, pork, beef, mutton, fruit, and pastries, and burn incense at an auspicious time.

Previously, Qin Jing had heard her grandparents mention that there was a small path next to the ancestral hall on the mountain that led directly to the shrine on the mountain.

After paying respects to their ancestors on auspicious occasions, Jing took Qin's parents' hand and headed in that direction.

After walking for more than ten minutes, we finally saw the shrine in the distance. It was a well-developed tourist attraction. Since it was still early, there weren't many tourists, only the diligent red and white shrine maidens and vendors selling snacks.

The scene I saw last night was completely different. There was no fox, no floating spirit, and no dazzling, stunningly beautiful blue-robed black-haired witch. It must have just been a dream.

The big-headed black monster who scared him was the Black Monk. Qin Jing could recognize most of the monsters at the banquet, thanks to the book on strange monsters. Now, Qin Jing could be considered a semi-expert on monsters.

"I don't know where my dad found this. It's brand new, but there's no publisher listed, not even an author."

Throughout history and across cultures, monsters have always been creatures who love excitement.

Like the monsters in Journey to the West, whenever they captured the monk Xuanzang, they would first hold a banquet to celebrate.

The monsters in the Kingdom of He are mostly heavy drinkers, such as foxes that show their tails when drunk, and tanuki that cause trouble after drinking.

However, the dream was really realistic. Qin Jing admired her own imagination and thought to herself that she was indeed a future literary prodigy.

In fact, many people mistake the satisfaction of their imagination for a talent for writing, thus embarking on the irreversible path of becoming unsuccessful writers.

"Then let's go sightseeing and enjoy the food!"

Qin Jing patted the inner pocket of his down jacket. He'd received quite a few red envelopes since arriving here; money wasn't an issue at all. In fact, if he didn't spend it now, the bulk of it would eventually end up in his mother's hands. And ultimately, it would become textbooks, notebooks, clothes, and even tuition for tutoring classes, so there was no arguing with her.

Qin's father put on his newly bought ultra-wide-angle lens, wanting to capture the mountain's spirituality and the shrine's solemnity together. He also switched to a tilt-shift lens to photograph the exquisite red pillars, white walls, and black tiles of the ancient buildings, and he also took some beautiful photos of Qin's mother.

Qin Jing took Xiao Kui to a nearby barbecue stall and bought four roasted sparrows.

“yoyoyo…”

I went to the pastry shop and asked the young lady for a bag of fox-shaped pancakes.

“yuyuyu…”

The two sat down on chairs under a fox-guarding stone statue and began to eat painfully.

The sparrows were roasted until they were very fragrant and crispy; even the small bones could be eaten after a few chews.

The fox pancake looks like a miniature fox face mask, similar to a shrine statue. Taking a bite gives you a feeling of being at the top of the food chain.

After that, they bought a fox ema (votive plaque). At Aoi's request, Shizuka drew her cartoon image on it. Aoi took it and wrote her wish to grow up quickly so she could go to school with Nini.

After having a great time, the family happily went down the mountain. Tonight, their relatives were going to hold a gathering, and there would be lots of delicious food waiting for them.

“Yuyuyu…” Snow Doll watched Qin Jing’s departing figure with her family with reluctance.

In a corner of the shrine that Shizuka couldn't see, a small white creature floating in the air like a teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll-shaped ornament) tried to fly over, but a shrine maiden wearing a gold and jade headdress, a long blue robe with black sleeves, stopped her and said with a light laugh, "Don't rush, we'll meet again soon."

Section 26, Part 26: Cherry Blossoms in Full Bloom as Students Advance to Higher Education

Winter goes and spring comes, another year has passed. Cherry blossoms are in full bloom in the park, falling with the wind. Cherry blossom petals never fall alone or quietly, but in groups and then disappear, beautiful and tragic.

After two years of kindergarten, Qin Jing finally graduated, just as he had hoped. Although he was reluctant to part with the dog, he could come back to visit often, and most importantly, he was finally free from the monkey teacher.

The girls were really dramatic; some rushed over, others hugged themselves and cried. Even the younger girls expressed their reluctance to part.

Saying goodbye to some people and things, and meeting new people and things—that's what growing up is all about. School days may seem long, but meaningless days are actually fleeting, and you can't remember anything about them later.

For example, you might not have any friends in elementary school, middle school, high school, or even college. Don't worry, maybe you're destined to never have friends in your life.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" In the first-grade classroom, the blonde girl, Shinna Pegasus Pegasus, glared angrily at Qin Jing, who was looking in her direction.

"No, I was just lost in thought," Qin Jing said, turning her head away, not wanting to get involved in anything unnecessary.

Qin Jing thought that once she started elementary school, without the monkey teacher, things would finally calm down for a while. But when she arrived here, she found that there seemed to be even more strange people around her.

"Hey, you're already talking to girls as soon as school starts? You really are the popular Jing-jun." This time, it was Yuan Lin, a girl with twin ponytails, who seemed to have become even more arrogant since starting elementary school.

"Good morning, Shizuku-kun." Sakura, who was well-behaved, stepped forward.

"Oh, good morning, Sakura, Rin. Why are you suddenly calling me Jun?" Qin Jing asked.

"Hey! Isn't this Qin Jingjun? I didn't expect we'd be in the same class, what a twist of fate!" The round-faced boy Chunyuan and his group of boys came up.

"Where did you learn such difficult words? Sunohara-kun, oh, Shizuka-kun." The boys from his former class came over and said.

"Good morning, Shizuko..." The quiet Hanako quietly walked over.

Good morning, Huajiang, Xiaopeng, Xiaoyou.

"Wait a minute, Xiaojing! We're in elementary school now, we should be more mature, don't call me 'Xiao' or 'Jiang' anymore!"

"Huh? Have you all grown up?" Qin Jing put down her book in surprise and looked at the children. They were still the same mischievous kids as before.

"Hmph, I've grown 5 centimeters taller this year!" Chun Yuan jumped out and said proudly.

"It doesn't refer to height," the child complained.

"If Shizuka is like this, then it seems that Chunyuan hasn't grown at all." Everyone shook their heads, seemingly giving up on them.

In the newly opened first-grade classroom, familiar children gathered together to reminisce. Groups from different kindergartens, groups from different classes in different kindergartens, good friends, and those without friends formed several circles in the classroom. Then, through introductions from acquaintances, they went from strangers to friends and merged into one big circle.

Over the course of these few days, the children will instinctively and through observation accurately categorize power groups: those who hold the power of discourse, those who follow the crowd, children with good grades, children who are good at sports, children who are good at making jokes, those who are admired, and those who are ostracized...

As the bell rang, almost everyone in the classroom had arrived.

"There are more and more strange people in this class," Sunohara remarked, glancing around at the people around him.

"It's not your place to say that..." someone complained.

“Besides, Miyazawa isn’t in this class! It seems there’s no other way but for me to take the class!” Sunohara suddenly said very seriously.

"What are you going to do?" Qin Jing asked, puzzled.

"And another thing! Of course, it's becoming the leader of this class!" Chun Yuan slammed his hand on the table and ran towards the podium.

"Hey, is it really okay not to stop him?" my friend asked.

"No, everyone! This is a choice that Chun Yuan made after careful consideration. Now that he's grown up, let's support him with our spirit." Qin Jing shook her head and said solemnly.

The boys nodded, thinking, 'That's right, we're elementary school students now, we've all grown up.'

"Go for it, Sunohara!"

"If the chair isn't high enough, then climb onto the table!"

"Oh! Everyone..." Sunohara was moved, then rallied his spirits and resolutely walked forward.

Yuan Lin, standing to the side, said speechlessly, "It looks like they're just trying to fool people, doesn't it?"

Hanako clasped her hands together and exclaimed, "Shizuka is so cute!"

"Everyone! Listen to me!" Sunohara climbed onto the lectern, clapping his hands and shouting loudly.

The children, who were chatting away, looked towards Sunohara.

"From today onwards, we're all classmates! Listen up, all of you! I'm Chun Yuan Yang Dingtian! From today onwards, I'm the leader of this class!"

With a creak, the classroom door was pushed open, and the teacher saw Chunyuan shouting on the podium.

“Ah…” Sunohara turned around stiffly, his face filled with panic, not knowing what to do.

"Just give me the noodles first, then stand over there," the expressionless teacher said.

"Yes..." Completely losing its former imposing manner, it obediently crawled down.

"Yes, the comedic role has been decided," Qin Jing nodded, thinking to herself.

"Since Sunohara-san has already started, let's get straight to the introductions, starting from the left seats and going from front to back."

Next, the elementary school students introduced themselves one by one.

"Yes, I am Hoshina Pegasus Pegasus. You can call me Hoshina-sama. If you want to be friends with me, that's fine too," the blonde girl said proudly.