When Akihiro and his group of four checked the tickets and passed the security check and entered the inner palace, it was already eight o'clock.

The gray sky completely darkened, except for the slight grayish whiteness in the West, everything else was shrouded in the night.

After entering the inner palace, there were obviously fewer tourists. The place was no longer crowded. Instead, against the backdrop of various decorations that revealed a luxurious atmosphere, the entire sacrifice was as grand as a feast of ancient Japanese nobles.

A woman wearing a tailor-made high-end yukata was held in her arms by men and followed her side.

The young attendants shuttled through the crowd and provided the best service and meals to these guests.

Those who can come to participate in the sacrifice are either rich or noble. The four tickets bought by Tori Chuan are not cheap or even outrageously expensive.

Fortunately, he is very rich.

When he rescued Chu Luye last time, he took all the jewelry gifts given to Chu Luye privately. Even if she knew about this, she would not care about it. Anyway, those things were no different from stones in her eyes.

There are many noble people with eyes everywhere. Asukara is not very cold about these people. Haruna probably has the same mentality, so she hugged Asukara even tighter on Asukara's arm.

However, Ryosuke was recognized, so many young men and ladies from the same club age surrounded him.

Although these social elites are not very familiar with each other, they must pretend to have a good relationship. Ryosuke looked at this group of peers who greeted him enthusiastically, and just acted in a blank expression and said some high-sounding words.

At this time, this playboy looked like he was rich.

"Are those people friends of Hanyukun?" Haruna asked, looking at Ryosuke, who was the focus of the crowd.

Asakusa looked at the guys with his dark eyes that were shining with a light blue light, and said softly: "That guy has no friends."

Haruna wanted to ask something, but her thoughts were interrupted by a slutaka that came from somewhere.

"bass!"

The Sanwei Line, which has regional characteristics in the equipment, is considered one of the representatives of Japanese musical instruments. The sound makes people feel a trembling feeling when the soul sounds.

Asakusa looked at the sound, and the sound was coming from the Emperor's Great God Palace.

An elderly man held a small box and escorted the guards into the Imperial God Palace. When he came out again, he was already empty-handed.

Maybe the others were far away and could not see clearly, but Asukao could see clearly.

The little box was holding a piece of jade, which was the same style as the one he saw in the abandoned shrine of the Shrine Forest, and it was also a piece of magma.

Yamazaki No Toshi came slowly in black and white black patterns, his face as if it were spring.

Black pattern pay is the most formal and advanced one among Japanese male kimonos.

There is such a shadow of kimono in many film and television works, which is usually more common at funerals or grand weddings of gangsters.

The black patterned futong is black, with no pattern except for the two sleeves, the middle back and chest. It is quite simple, but it gives people a very solemn feeling.

The little old man, Notsuki Yamazaki, looks very smart and capable in black-patterned payments. The family emblem of the Yamazaki family is very eye-catching.

It was a gentian pattern that looked a bit like bamboo leaves.

The white family emblem and black black pattern pay are quite foiled, and for a moment, Yamazaki Toshiro's limelight overshadowed the Hakuro Ogo behind him.

Hakuro Ogo followed Yamazaki No Toshi, wearing black-patterned mats, but his humble appearance did not match his clothes.

The family emblem of the Chuluye family is a kind of aoki pattern, some of which look like the Tokugawa family.

His eyes skipped past the two old foxes, and the two women behind them attracted Asuka's attention.

A beautiful and charming woman seemed to have walked out of an ancient poem, standing tall and graceful as a secluded orchid in the valley, with a handsome and cool face.

The black skirt with a sleeveless skirt embroidered with a flowing cloud feather fan, which further highlights its gorgeous posture of "the lotus is not as good as the beauty's makeup".

The most important thing is that this woman, Asahikawa, feels a little familiar.

"Misaki Hakukano?"

A blue light shone in the eyes of Asuka River, and he whispered the woman's name.

As expected, this woman with a charming charm should be Chulu Nokanawa's mother.

Sighing, Torikawa thought it was fair to go to heaven.

Just with the face of Chuluo Ogo, a girl like Chuluo Nohara, must have a shocking wife.

Although the woman next to Misaki Hakukano's face is not half as good as hers, her temperament is as calm as an independent mountain top, and she has aura like the lord of the harem.

If Asahikawa guessed well, this should be Yamazaki's aunt.

That is the previous son of the God of God.

There was a platform in front of the gate of the Emperor's Great God Palace.

The terrace is four straight and four square, with a length and width of twenty meters each. The family emblem of the Yamazaki family is painted at the bottom.

This is the stage for the Son of God tonight. At that time, guests from all walks of life will witness the time of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, and seeking the protection of the gods.

As for why we bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, I don’t know how to go to the east, but I just think it is a custom passed down from the Yamazaki family over the years.

Yamazaki No Toshiro stepped on the stage to thank the guests of Yamato, and then said some polite words to praise the royal family and confidants.

Asakusa listened quietly below, his expression could not tell the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, as if he had been infected by a woman.

He was considering where his senior sister was now.

Chulu No Hanazawa stayed with her parents, and her white clothes seemed abrupt among the group of people, feeling like the world was black and I was the only one who could only say that I was the monologue.

"That young man is here too. Did you invite him, Hanazawa?" Chukano Daigo saw Akikawa in the crowd and asked his daughter.

This probably became his habit. Every time he had a banquet or a major occasion, he would first look at the people around him and see if there were any people worth paying attention to to make some contact.

The towering building rises from the ground, and the Chuluye Consortium is built with these tiny details bit by bit.

Chulu No Hanazawa's eyes fell on Asikawa, as if there was a sense of response, Asikawa also noticed her.

The two of them had a crossing sight. Asakusa smiled and said hello, then moved his sight to another place again.

That woman is so important to you?

Chuluye thought in his heart, but he actually hugged one in his arms and was still thinking about another in his heart.

Oh, what is the difference between it and the greedy borer?

"I'm not so mean to invite a guy who is stinging in the world." His tone was full of coldness, and he made Kurono Daigo sigh helplessly.

When will my daughter be more frank?

But Misaki Hakukano covered her mouth lightly and smiled meaningfully.

"Mom, it's not what you think!" Chulu Nokani finally revealed his ordinary feelings and frowned and protested to his mother.

"But he is very important to your father, right? For your father's sake, at least say hello tonight." Misaki Hakukano reached out and rubbed Hanazawa's hair, his eyes full of doting.

"It's really surprising. There are people in the world who can subdue the Demon King." Asakawa noticed the actions of Chuluye's family in the distance and smiled as if he was ridiculed.

But that's right. After all, he is his own parents. No matter how ruthless that guy Chuluye is, he will not be cold to his parents.

The relationship between this family made Asahikawa even more confused. Why is Yamazaki's father so ruthless?
Chapter completed!