The Santu River in the underworld was split into nine tributaries, and the Santu River poured into the ground, and black rain fell over the underworld. ①

The black-haired young man walked on the bank of Santu River, turning a deaf ear to the dead ghosts behind him.

Now is not a good time to search for souls in the underworld, but if you don't...

All the onmyoji in Kyoto are rushing for the end of Yamata no Orochi, and he is also arranged to watch Ukiyo. However, he always feels uneasy in his heart, as if he has missed something very important.

"Anyway, Ah Xi, just go and see that guy." When she left home, she held a writing brush in one hand and put her other hand on her hips and said, "Be sure to keep an eye on him."

"...Are you okay with yourself?" Although I wanted to say a lot of things, in the end I just asked this question.

"What problem can I have? Yamata no Orochi's end has not yet begun."

…

it's too cold.

The young man touched the hand of the girl in his arms.

...One month after that, Yamata-no-Orochi started his final act. All the major forces surrounding Kyoto mobilized in an orderly manner. It was at that time that he found her lying on the ground.

Fortunately, the body did not rot, only the wound on the chest seemed to become more obvious.

But only my chest was still hot.

In that case, he could only go to the underworld to search first. Even if the Yamata no Orochi were to intervene in the underworld...before that, he would still have to try.

The highest point of Santu River is a silent lake, with countless frail undead surrounding Yama.

Although it was a little late, it was not too late. Seeing the young man arriving, the undead souls all looked at Yama. Yama just glanced at the girl in the young man's arms, without saying anything else, he stepped barefoot into the lake.

He searched for the traces of Yama to find an answer.

That lake is the spiritual lifeblood of the underworld, and Yama's trip is simply to merge with it with his own body, thereby purifying the Santu River and the underworld.

If Yama's trip goes well...

Maybe he could ask about what happened thousands of years ago. What exactly made Yama agree to her reincarnation?

"You look worried."

"——What are you here for?"

He was a little surprised, didn't Ukiyo know that he could step into the underworld as a mortal...

"Are you surprised to see me? Don't get me wrong, it was that guy who asked me to come."

"..."Yuan Zhixi"?" He became even more confused.

"After all, he still holds a grudge." Ukiyo said lightly, "You still don't know, right? She has always been grudged."

"..."

"I'm being warned by Takamagahara."

Ukiyo walked to him, but he quickly distanced himself from Ukiyo.

Ukiyo didn't pay attention and just smiled: "I know a little bit about what happened thousands of years ago, but I don't think that's the root of everything."

"I don't want to know." He refused.

Especially when "Minamoto Chishimura" is not around.

"Don't reply so quickly. Although you and I didn't get along as soon as we met, at least you listened to my story this time."

"What's the reason?"

"Just think that I am here to kill time with you."

"..."

"Thousands of years ago, Yamata no Orochi was captured by Izanagi and sent back to Takamagahara. This ancient god was quite powerful, but in the end he died in her hands. Well... it's a little weak, but please make do with it.

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"..."

"Okay, the story is over and Yama is about to come out." Ukiyo said and was about to leave.

"What exactly are you going to do?"

Ukiyo paused for a moment, turned around and said, "I want her to become a god again."

"..."

"It doesn't matter what kind of god it is." Ukiyo's originally fiery red eyes became more vivid at this time, as if blood was flowing from those originally blue-glazed eyes, "From the first time I saw you

From the first glance, I discovered that you and I are the same kind. Then, you must understand that feeling——"

"How are you feeling?" His steady voice revealed a little anxiety.

""Love". I want to see her again and stay with her. To be honest, in my memory, it is not only Yamata no Orochi that annoys me, but also that golden guy. If you are lucky enough to see

By... no, there should be no chance."

This time, Ukiyo disappeared on the spot. Only then did he have time to review what Ukiyo had just said.

…

Even so...

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What would I do?

I will definitely be so scared that I won’t stop crying...I will definitely choose to escape and never go back, and I will definitely not be able to figure out how to deal with it...

When I think of this, I don't even have the right to be angry.

Looking down at his hands——

It seems a little transparent.

...is this time again?

I raised my head and looked at her. There was no pity in her eyes - there was only endless falling in the bottomless red abyss.

…Am I about to disappear?

It's not that others deny it, but that I keep doubting it. Looking at it this way, my so-called desire to become "Minamoto Chishi" has always been just a verbal talk, a whim, a moment of excitement, a moment of motivation.

That determination and persistence are the biggest difference between me and "her".

I couldn't strengthen myself or be sure of myself - even though A Xi was desperately trying to acknowledge my existence, in my heart... I felt from the bottom of my heart that I was not worthy.

But "she" never doubted it.

Even if she wants to be the enemy of this world, even if she is facing Takamagahara who could expose herself at any time, "she" is still moving forward in grief.

"...The purpose of living is to find a way to prevent the miracle from disappearing...So, have you found it?"

If found, what would be the solution?

Wasn't Takamagahara's former Amaterasu also omniscient and omnipotent... In this case, what's the difference between it and the gods she told me about?

"without."

"Really..." I lowered my eyes, "Is that so?"

"...You are obviously so selfish, but in the end you still care about this. From the moment you were born, I have found it difficult to understand your contradiction."

"Is it a contradiction..."

"It can be said to be quite contradictory and complicated. Good and evil can change in a single thought. Have you ever thought about why "she" abandoned us? All things have spirits, and the things we abandon will eventually be found."

"..."

"Because "she" knew that she had not really grown up. Her childhood gave her inspiration, but in Takamagahara, she chose to stop growing. All that accumulated over the years was her "emotions" as a girl. Because she was forced to grow up,

So the suppressed "self" never grew up. Now I am not "she", and you are not "her". Whether "she" has found a way to prevent the disappearance of the miracle, I don't know."

"Are you saying..."

"..."

"——Impossible! The old gods have said that if I doubt myself, I will disappear, but you will not!"

"I can't, but the real "she" can. If you or I disappear, "she" will not be her."

"...That's...it doesn't matter."

"In that case, just disappear as soon as possible." She was tepid, without any mercy in her eyes, which echoed the white tree behind her, looking holy and holy.

He is indeed going to disappear.

In this place of the original God, in the place where "she" was born.

"I am "her" "...", then, you are..."

My voice became blurry, I'm afraid it's really going to end this time.

In the countless moments when I was exposed to death, I felt more or less unwilling and sad...

However, this time...
To be continued...