The Japanese story between me and them is not scary

"Tsk, if you refuse, the old man will have no words to speak like this again..." Qingming turned her head and looked out of the window, as if feeling a little emotional.

"Although I have been driving shikigami in my previous life, I never thought that in this life, I would become someone else's shikigami. Thinking about it, it really makes people feel unpredictable..."

"Well, I understand, Kawaki is naturally very honored to have Seimei-sama become Kawaki's shikigami... I am terrified..." Kawaki immediately sat upright.

Abe Seimei looked at him again, his expression became serious now.

"Little guy, the reason why I chose you as an onmyoji is that your inspiration is very outstanding and very strong among all the people I have ever met, so I think you can use my power Fully play."

"And this era...is lacking young people like you..."

……

As the sun set, the sky turned orange. Bei Yuan walked out of the supermarket with a bag of fresh ingredients in his hand...

gaze at the sky...

It's getting late...

Although the world is undergoing a spiritual recovery, sometimes, it is actually no different from normal...

People still go to work and live as usual. After all, there are only a few places where spirits spread, and they have basically been banned by the spirit master organization...

As for the area where Beiyuan is located, perhaps because of the existence of Qianhui and Yingyue and the others, this area has become surprisingly safe and peaceful...

It is almost unimaginable to have multiple red eyes in one place at the same time...

Red eyes also have a territory. For example, the former starry sky princess Zuoyue Qingkong, her territory is the scope of her spiritual domain, a space full of sharp scales and storms, and any existence that enters it will be cut off. into powder...

So there are no blind spirits entering this area around...

After all, if a war broke out between these two red eyes, it would definitely be a devastating event for the creatures in this area...

From a certain point of view, the self who has turned these red eyes into a normal life is perhaps the most perverted existence?

Kitahara scratched his head...

Other than the spiritual masters, they are all working hard to control the most powerful spirits. As a result, I have successfully controlled several red eyes. If I want to judge myself as an onmyoji, what rank is I?

Yinling is A-rank, Lingshen is S-rank according to cousin Aoki, and as for the red eyes...

I don't know, after all, no one in this world can control them...

Even the previous Wishing Machine was just using her power through equivalent exchange...

But the price to pay is huge...

wishing machine...

Speaking of the wishing machine, Bei Yuan inexplicably thought of the scene in Long Island...

If it wasn't for the stand-in puppet, I would probably have died at that time... After all, the heart was taken out...

Although he may be revived by a thousand times later...

But don't forget, Long Island at that time was covered by several spiritual domains at the same time...

Not to mention that there is also Takahashi Chihime who is so powerful that she is unknown. Although she didn't use too much power because she was afraid of destroying the entire island, her spiritual domain is genuine...

But the Wishing Machine can penetrate so many spiritual domains at the same time, and take out Beiyuan's heart...

This is enough to see the horror of the wishing machine's ability...

Wish machine, make a wish, as long as you pay enough price, the wish can be fulfilled, this ability can be called a bug.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being a creature with red eyes...

Perhaps for people, paying a price is the greatest weakness of using her...

In this way, if there is really a person who can make infinite wishes to her without cost...

So... what will the world be like?

Thinking of this, Beiyuan was inexplicably horrified...

Although the ability of the wishing machine does not involve the level of red eyes, but don't forget that the wishing machine itself is a red eye, possessing this level of power and spiritual domain, this time plus her ability...

It can be said that as long as she doesn't provoke the powerful red eyes casually, she can walk sideways in this world...

But Beiyuan shook his head again...

How can such a person exist who can make unlimited wishes without paying a "price"?

The wishing machine has lived from ancient times to the present. For such an existence, it is estimated that those who have a close relationship with her have basically died...

……

at the same time…

Taisho years...

Kyoto...huge attics towering one after another, cherry blossom trees spread all over the streets of Kyoto, ancient buildings are piled up, and hanging lanterns glow faintly on the streets, illuminating the whole street...

On the street, there are many pedestrians with different appearances, accompanied by men and women in yukata...

There were also young men in military uniforms on bicycles passing by, and nobles driving past in classic old-fashioned cars...

The luxuriously decorated carriage issued a neat and rhythmic sound of hooves, the windows of the carriage were raised, and the western noble lady in a western-style sun hat and long skirt poked her eyes out and looked out the window, her face was full of disdain and disgust. Like watching some walking savages...

The peddler who bought the newspaper was carrying a black cloth bag, trying to sell the news in his hands to the passers-by on the road. From time to time, a man in a suit walked slowly past with a roll of newspaper under his arm and a cane in his hand.

This is Kyoto in the Taisho period, the air is full of a smell of rust, steam and roar are the main theme of this era...

At night, the most lively places belong to those flower streets...

Most of the people who can't sleep are also concentrated there...

But at this time, somewhere in a quiet corner of Kyoto...

The buildings here are extremely magnificent, and the height is far higher than other areas, because this is the area where the royal family of Kyoto lives...

Quiet, undisturbed, and an inexplicable silence...

Compared with the bustling Flower Street, this place is more like a dead place...

And at this time, in a certain room in this attic...

The girl in a thick bathrobe slowly opened the door. She let out a breath as if she was a little tired, walked into the room slowly, then turned around and closed the door...

wow…

A kerosene lamp in the room was lit, and the bright flame illuminated the environment in the room.

A bed, a table, nothing else...

And on the only table, a brand new diary was placed.

The girl walked towards the desk step by step...

During the period, he took off his clothes one by one, revealing the white inner lining...

so much easier...

She breathed a sigh of relief...

Compared with the bathrobes I'm wearing, those skirts are obviously better looking...

Inexplicably, she thought of the clothes her sisters and adults wore during the day, envy appeared in her eyes...

The mothers of the older sisters are all nobles in Kyoto, and her mother is just an oiran on the flower street. Naturally, my own status cannot be compared with them...

Even his own existence, in the royal family, is a disgrace...

In the eyes of others, he has defiled the blood of the royal family...

She shook her head... her heart became a little depressed...

Exhale slowly...

keep a diary...

She looked at the diary on the desk...

Chapter 180 The body is broken again

Tokugawa Masamune likes to keep a diary, recording everything around her and hiding it in a small diary, which makes her feel an inexplicable peace of mind...

She will write a diary when she is happy, and she will also write a diary when she is unhappy. For her, the only thing that can be used to relax herself in life is writing things...

It's the same today, she carefully opened the diary and turned to the latest page...

Then, looking at the strange words that suddenly appeared in his diary...

Ok?

She was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened slightly, as if she was taken aback, she let out a lovely "Huh?"

……

As night falls, lights flicker throughout the city of Tokyo. Even at night, the streets of Tokyo are still brightly lit...

Somewhere on the top of a hundred-story building...

The girl gently took out the phone from her pocket...

Long light red hair fluttering in the wind...

She reached out and stroked her hair. There was a little loneliness in her dark golden eyes...

She...is the Sazuki Haruka who has disappeared...

On the quiet rooftop of a high-rise building, the girl is leaning on the edge alone, looking at the tall buildings in front of her. She is wearing a pure white dress, fluttering with the wind, giving people a sense of emptiness...

There, she is like a goddess who ignores all living beings, but also has a kind of tranquility and loneliness...

The girl calmly browsed the pages of the phone...

The above are some recent happenings...

Even the things that happened around her can no longer cause her any emotional fluctuations...

only…

only?

She raised her head slowly, looking at the moon in the sky...

The dark golden eyes seem to overlap with a certain line of sight...

"Everyone is dead, and I will die too. My lord father, all the clansmen will become sacrifices and become the ceremony of "I" coming..."

She muttered to herself, her tone was a little quiet, and there was no human emotion in her eyes.

"Maybe, I need to find someone to save me..."

She stretched out her white and tender arms, on which silvery white scales gleamed...

The starry sky princess at night is Sazuki Haruka, and the starry sky princess in the daytime...

"It's the name of Akiyo..." Half of the hair turned black for no reason...

Sazuki Qingkong's tone also changed accordingly...

The face becomes unreal, then overlaps... the hair becomes completely black.

"I'm Akiyo..." She looked at her arm.

"Beiyuan..." she muttered to herself...

"This name is so familiar... I'm familiar with it, um... I want to...

I want to eat him up..."

She gently took out a white towel from her pocket...

He buried his small face in it hard, and took a big mouthful... His face showed intoxication and infatuation...

"That's right, that's the taste..."

……

"This era is completely different from before..." On the other side, in the empty and quiet courtyard of Miss Togami's family, Togami's real name was writing something while holding a brush in his hand.

"Although better writing pens have been invented, I still get used to using brushes..."