Ozawa Megumi's affection for Hoshino Fujiko seems a little unreasonable, but this kind of emotion that can be felt at a glance cannot be faked.
She gently hugged Hoshino Fujiko's body, her movements gentle and firm with no refusal.
"You little deer in the mountains, run slower.
Smell the flowers here and the dew.
The morning sun is warm and pleasant.
When I'm tired of playing, I lie down among the flowers,
Have a good rest."
Megumi Ozawa sang Ozawa Kaoru's favorite lullaby when he was a child, making the long night become more and more gentle. Keisuke Aoi did not disturb the tranquility. He seemed to just smile silently and left here.
…
"found it!"
"Yeah?"
"Old God Lord?"
Under the moonlight, on the sparkling lake, there is a shadow floating quietly on the water.
The yellow lampposts shot back and forth across the lake, and after a long time, they gradually locked onto the shadows.
——The searchers finally found the target.
"how so?!"
Some people cried out in grief, shocked by the news of Shiichiro Kurosawa's death and terrified by the desecration of the lake.
The Kurosawa clan who were traveling with him had no time to feel sad and quickly started preparing for a simple purification ceremony.
The priests of the Kurosawa family broke off the branches, first carefully dipped the lake water, and then used the wet leaves to sweep the foreheads of the villagers who were about to go into the water to fish out the corpses.
"Toyotsu God will forgive our sins."
Ozawa Munamasa, who came after hearing the news, looked very ugly. He immediately blocked the news and drove the irrelevant people back to the village.
Unexpectedly, what Hui said to him would come true...
"Old God Lord, why did you die here?"
The lake water began to ripple, and the moonlight turned into ripples in the water. If you were here at this time, everyone's heart would be like that.
The fear of blasphemy filled his whole body.
It's as if the seeds of disaster have been planted here.
Aoi Keisuke looked down from high in the sky. The corpse discovered in advance by Hoshino's push still did not attract Toyotsu God's attention.
Even if there is no remnant of Toyatsu God in this dream, it is undoubtedly still a reality that happened in the past.
Just as human thoughts give rise to weirdness, the gods that rely on Ozawa Village and Osawa Mountain to survive are destined to be inseparably connected with this belief.
Moreover, the pollution caused by this connection even exceeded Qing Keisuke's expectations!
In the depths of the lake that mortals cannot see, a dark flower of blasphemy quietly unfolds, polluting this purity from its roots.
If Toyotsujin dealt with it in time, this kind of pollution would naturally be nothing. However, Qing Keisuke observed it all night and did not find any confrontation.
In the middle of the night, Kurosawa Shiichiro's body was finally fished out. The body, which had been soaked for a day, was already somewhat white and swollen, and his limbs were slightly curled up and very stiff.
——Such a devout believer drowned in the arms of God.
The people on the shore fell into silence, and silent and suppressed emotions gradually filled everyone's hearts.
…
Early the next morning, the news of Shiichiro Kurosawa's death spread throughout the village. At first, the news spread was that he was "attacked by a wild beast", but later it was changed to "he fell to his death due to a slip."
At noon, the Kurosawa family had set up a mourning hall, and the police and forensic doctors from the mountain also entered Ozawa Village and performed an autopsy in a temporarily separated room.
"The cause of death of the deceased is undoubtedly drowning, and there are no traces of human trauma on the body surface..."
"After on-site investigation, we found traces of slipping on the edge of Fengjin Lake, which matched the pattern of the shoes worn by the deceased.
An empty wine bottle was found near the traces, which requires further DNA identification..."
After killing Kurosawa Shiichiro, Ozawa Takuto returned to the crime scene and made arrangements, which led to the police's inference being completely wrong.
He wants to overturn the isolation and superstition of Ozawa Village, but he does not want to use himself as a sacrifice to attract too much attention from the police and ruin his future.
"Hey, Shunsuke, if I do this...can it really bring hope to the village?"
Not far from the mourning hall, Takuto Ozawa stood behind the window on the second floor, half-covering his figure with a curtain, peeping in the direction of the shrine, looking vaguely uneasy.
This is Shunsuke Ozawa's room.
The room was dimly lit and seemed a bit small and cramped. The only furniture was a simple bed and two bookshelves.
The bookshelf is filled with all kinds of books, quite a few of which were given to Ozawa Takuto when he was a student.
"Of course, Kurosawa has become a big mountain blocking Ozawa Village."
Ozawa Shunsuke, also known as Aoi Keisuke, interpreted it according to the original script: "Sacrifice is valuable. As long as Shiichiro's death is used to attack Toyotsu Shrine, other young people in the village will gradually become suspicious."
"You're right! Toyotsu Shrine is an evil cave!"
Ozawa Takuto subconsciously grasped the curtain with his fingers, not only to answer, but also to strengthen his determination.
"I must destroy it!"
He has given himself a heavy mission. As the future mayor of Ozawa Village, he has seen the prosperity of the outside world and believes that he has seen the development trend of the world clearly, so he must sweep away the accumulated abuses like a hero.
"I will always support you, Takuto."
Qing Keisuke leaned on the bed and said "big words" without any pressure and without any intention of taking responsibility.
He was also looking out the window, but he could only see the red torii gate at the end of the street.
There is a cherry blossom tree in front of Shunsuke Ozawa's house. It has already passed its flowering period. From his position, it can be seen that the branches are all bare.
"Thank you, Shunsuke."
Ozawa Takuto turned around moved after hearing this, walked to the bed, and held Qing Keisuke's hand.
"I will also work hard to help you heal your body. Maybe you can stand up again in the future!"
"Well, Takuto, you know that I have always believed in you since I was a child."
Ozawa Takuto was inspired by his cousin and rekindled his faith. Just when he was about to say goodbye and leave, Ozawa Shunsuke's mother suddenly came upstairs to tell them that Ozawa Kaoru was here.
"My sister?"
Ozawa Takuto was slightly surprised and subconsciously glanced at Aoi Keisuke - he did not tell him that Ozawa Kaoru witnessed him murder.
"I haven't seen Xiaoxun for a long time. Mother, please let her come up."
“You should see more of your relatives and friends in the village, and don’t stay alone all the time!
Of course, Takuto, please come over and talk to him more often!"
Ozawa Shunsuke's mother immediately smiled happily when she heard this, but then remembered that the old master Kurosawa had just died, and immediately restrained herself.
"Auntie, it's not troublesome at all. I enjoy chatting with Shunsuke."
"That's good, that's good. I'll call Xiaoxun to come up and I'll cut up some apples for you later."
When Ozawa Shunsuke's mother quickly came downstairs, Qing Keisuke pretended to be strange and asked: "Why does Xiaoxun suddenly want to come to visit me?"
"Maybe it's because when I went back last night, I told her about coming to see you."
"is that so?"
Qing Keisuke laughed sincerely. Although his body was suffering from illness, he could sincerely appreciate the interesting aspects of this world.
"Xiao Xun must be very beautiful now, right?"
Ozawa Takuto smiled bitterly and said, "It would be great if she could understand me better."
"How about taking this opportunity...to give it a try?" Qing Keisuke encouraged.
"This...sigh."
Such a suggestion hit the dark side of Ozawa Takuto's heart. He pretended to hesitate for a while, then nodded and agreed.
"You have to help me persuade her."
"Of course!"
Some people died, but not completely...
This chapter has been completed!