Now, he has accumulated quite a lot of relevant theoretical knowledge.
The so-called Aragami in Japan generally refers to monsters who have certain folk beliefs but do not have absolutely orthodox godhood.
For example, in Aokigahara, Yamaba, Yamabiko, and Inokasa King were worshiped as mountain gods or forest gods on a small scale among the people.
Therefore, they can all be classified as Arakami.
After Mary established a shrine and initially absorbed the power of faith, she could also be regarded as an Aragami.
Corresponding to the concept of Aragami is "True God".
The Shojins generally possess absolutely orthodox divinities, and their names are recorded in the Shinto god system.
Like "Amaterasu" who symbolizes the sun; "Tsukiyomi Mikoto" who symbolizes the moon; "Takego Raijin" who controls thunder and swords; "Amahi Falcon God" who protects the prosperity of business; and is currently controlled by Kamiyagawa
The mutilated remains of the god are the incarnation of Mount Fuji, "Konohana no Sakuyabi", and they are all typical representatives of the true gods.
"The official definition of Red Ray-sama is an Aragami. Referring to Shan Lao's situation, this Red Ray-sama must be a powerful C-level monster at the end, and there is a high possibility of reaching B-level. I feel that it is possible to produce Red Ray bones.
Look."
And based on the archives of Aomori Prefecture, Kamiyagawa knew that in the early winter season a long time ago, certain fishing villages along the coast of Aomori would hold "red stingray festivals".
It is a small sacrificial activity held for Lord Red Ray, the god of wilderness.
The specific content of the sacrifice was not written in detail, but was briefly mentioned——
Fishermen who had this belief in the past believed that after offering sacrifices to Lord Red Ray, Lord Red Ray would reward them with rich catches.
However, similar small-scale sacrificial customs have slowly disappeared in modern times.
According to data from Aomori Prefecture, the last recorded "red stingray festival" was held on an island called Ourishima.
That festival was almost 30 years ago.
Therefore, judging from the information provided by the official, the belief in Lord Red Ray has almost completely declined and disappeared.
But it’s understandable, after all, it’s a very niche folk belief in wild gods.
"From the information, the red stingray festivals in various places are held almost in the middle of December. Isn't this the past few days? Maybe I have to hurry up and go to Aomori, preferably Ourishima.
Let’s do some research and see if we can get a red stingray bone by luck.”
thus.
Kamitani River plans to go to Aomori Prefecture and focus on investigating Oguri Island.
And you have to hurry up and go, taking advantage of the fact that it is mid-December.
This is why he just opened the [Grand Love Hotel], but he still decided to put the matter of the new map aside first.
In fact, Kamiya has even bought a flight ticket to Aomori tomorrow morning.
In the afternoon, I also got a week's leave from school.
The application went quite smoothly, and the [Thousand Silver Needles] were not even used. Perhaps in the eyes of the class teacher, Kamiya-san was already quite "frail and sickly."
"When I go to Aomori to investigate the matter of Lord Red Ray, no matter whether I get the Red Ray bone or not, on my way back to Tokyo, I will stop by Chiba Prefecture to open a new map."
This is how Kamiya arranged his one-week "sick leave" itinerary.
Very reasonable.
"Oh, by the way. Since I'm going to Aomori tomorrow, I have to go to Takamagahara to ring the bell and find a medicine seller. I'll buy a copy of [Life-Extending Purple Gold Cream] and prepare it. It should still be in time."
Purple gold frost is a necessary consumable for Kamiyagawa to wear a mask in reality.
If you want to do things in the watch world, it's best to have a copy on hand just in case you need it.
In addition, [Life Extension Purple Gold Cream] itself has the effect of extending life, and taking it has great benefits.
Everything is good, the only problem is that the price is too expensive, 8000 soul crystals per dose.
"The money for the life-extending purple gold frost, and the money for preparing construction materials for Mary. Adding these two together, I have almost spent all the soul crystals I earned in Aokigahara, and I am completely broke again."
Money is earned quickly and spent quickly.
But there is no way, these are all necessary investments.
"Forget it, forget it, look at it, isn't it just for spending money? If you keep it in your hands, it won't produce offspring." Kamitani comforted himself in pain, "That's it...this large expenditure,
Let’s take care of the monsters on the next map [Live Fish Hotel] first.”
…
Now that he has bought his ticket, Kamiya plans to leave for Aomori early the next morning.
On this trip, he only brought Zashiki and the little old man with him.
The rest of the strange stories are all left at home to look after the house.
The same goes for the hearse group. After taking Kamiya to the airport, they can go home and rest. The place they are going to this time is an island, and they will not play a big role there.
The Phantom Mazda cannot go into the sea. The most suitable terrain for them to exert their maneuverability is roads or cities.
Entrance hall.
Kamiyagawa waved goodbye to the red crayon colored paper, Hiyoribo, Kuuchang, and the awkward-looking Xiao Wu:
"You guys stay at home well these days when I'm not home. If anything happens, just listen to Dashi and Gao Shan."
The ghost stories all nodded.
Only Satoru clenched his fists and bared his white teeth in dissatisfaction in protest: "What's the matter with the tone you use when parents go out to tell their children!"
Kamiya kept smiling and did not reply to her immediately.
I said in my heart that this was not just told to you.
After thinking for a moment, Kamiya knelt down again and looked at the half-cut red crayon hanging on the ground: "Caiwei, please protect the rest of the family while I'm not at home."
Among the strange stories that Kamiyagawa left at home, Satoru, Hiyoribo, and Kuchi were all weak, like chickens and dogs.
As for the Hearse Group, although they have eaten a lot of candles, they are still in the F category for now.
The strongest one is undoubtedly the D-class Red Crayon Saiori.
If Kamiya had to choose a security guard when he was not at home, it would be her.
But...what should I say about this child?
After getting along with her for this period of time, I can’t say that she is not well-behaved. Apart from occasionally drawing turtles and cat heads at home to torture Kuuchi, Ayori basically doesn’t do bad things and is generally considered a very obedient child.
But she was a little confused.
According to Kamiyagawa's feeling, Little Crayon's understanding of many things is blank. Coupled with her experience of being accidentally killed by her biological mother, she may even be a little distorted sometimes.
If I have to say it, it looks a bit like...Mary's baby body?
In short, there must be a sane person by Caizhi's side to help monitor and restrain her behavior.
It was a good thing for Kamiyagawa to go out this time. The hearse team and Satoru-chan stayed at home and could act as the "guardians" of the little crayon.
Especially Wu.
After the kid woke up from this phone call, the red crayon Cai Zhi kept pestering her.
She often shakes her pen, and she has a longer sister and a shorter sister. She seems to be very close to Satoru.
rustle.
After hearing Kamiya's additional instructions, the red crayon fell to the entrance floor and began to write: "Leave it to me, Ayaori, to protect Onai-chan."
"If you have to call me, just call me Sister Satoru, don't call me Ouchi-chan!"
Satoru was obviously not used to this kind of affectionate address, so he corrected Cai Zhi with a blushing face.
"squeak……"
As for Kuuchang, who was standing behind him, when he saw Cai Zhi writing on the ground, he subconsciously grabbed the square scarf around his neck.
But because Kamiya-sama was half-crouched communicating with the naughty little crayon, Kuchan didn't dare to rush up and wipe the floor immediately.
I can only hold my two paws tighter, close my eyes and endure.
It's hard, Shushu's fist is hard.
"Anyway, you should take good care of your home."
After everything that needed to be explained was done, Kamiya stood up straight again.
It's time for him to go.
At this time, Hiyoribo, who was carrying the Sunny Baby on his back, tried his best to stand on tiptoe and waved goodbye to him, whispering softly: "Master Kamiya, be careful on the road, may your military fortune be prosperous!"
Snap.
The door is closed.
Gucheng immediately pulled off the square scarf around his neck and rushed towards the dazzling red crayon writing on the entrance floor.
Satoru, on the other hand, smacked his lips, seemingly not caring about Kamiya and Mari's departure, and quickly turned around and went upstairs.
…
Study room on the second floor.
The curtains were drawn and the lights were not turned on.
Satoru lay on the windowsill and opened the curtains a crack.
She watched Kamiya get on the ghost car, and watched the ghost car make illusory and transparent ripples, speeding down the street and disappearing.
"Mary was taken away by that bad guy Kamiyagawa again... I don't know if their trip to the island in Aomori will go smoothly this time, or if they will encounter danger... It would be great if I could see the future at will."
Satoru thought so.
The emotion that had not been shown when he said goodbye to Kamiya just downstairs was now fully reflected on his face.
Swish.
Some thin red threads penetrated into the room through the crack in the study door, spread to the door, and became as if they were physical. The door was easily unlocked and opened.
Wu turned around and saw half of the red crayon carefully poking his head through the half-closed door, and couldn't help but feel a little angry:
"Why did you open the door so casually? I locked it because I didn't want anyone to come in. What's going on with you? Don't keep pestering me. Do you know that it's annoying?"
Really, this child has so no sense of proportion and boundaries!
And being seen by others, I was actually worried about Mari and that Kamiyagawa guy leaving on this long trip...
Because of his embarrassment and his personality, Satoru yelled a little louder at Ayori.
The little crayon retreated slightly towards the door, stood in the air for a while, then fell down listlessly and wrote:
"I'm sorry, Sister Wu. Cai Zhi, I just want to play with you. Don't be angry with me, Cai Zhi. I know I was wrong and I will never open your door again."
"Gu..."
Satoru looked at the dazzling crayon writing on the floor.
In a trance, I seemed to see a little girl with a single ponytail, holding the corners of her clothes with both hands, her head hanging down at a loss, standing there in fear and helplessness.
The red crayon swayed from the ground and seemed to be planning to leave through the entrance of Satoru's room.
"Wait...wait a minute!" Xiao Wu hurriedly called her out, "What I just meant...what I just meant is, in short, I'm either saying you hate it, or I'm asking you to find something of your own to do."
"Shaori, there is nothing to do."
"No way, didn't that Kamiyagawa guy ask you to protect his home, please pay more attention to me... Well, forget it, it seems that as long as you stay at home, you are already doing this kind of thing."
Satoru said this and sat down against the wall.
Her slender arms hugged her knees, and her chin rested on her knees.
The toes wrapped in smooth white stockings curled up slightly and rubbed the floor.
After pondering for a while, Wu Mi lowered his face and his voice became softer: "If you really have nothing to do, do you want to come in and play games?"
"Caiwei, I want to play!"
The red crayon who was still depressed at the door seemed to be easy to coax, and his mood suddenly became high.
"Then let me see what games that guy from Kamiyagawa bought for me." Satoru took a breath, "Well, if two people play, let me see, let me see... break up the restaurant, two people go together and so on...
"
TV and game console connections.
Satoru got a cushion for himself and put it under his butt, and he also got one for Cai Zhi.
Half of the red crayon was lying on the soft cushion, and scrawled red lines spread out, converging into the shape of young hands, holding up the game controller.
The light and shadow change inside the TV screen.
"...Cai Zhi, go and pull the mechanism on the left. Really, it's so obvious."
Satoru has always been used to playing pranks on humans through the Internet or over the phone, and acting arrogant.
I don't like to interact directly with others.
But sometimes I feel lonely because of it.
"Hey, Ayaori. That's it...if you insist on calling me Ouchi-chan, that's up to you. I don't mean to be close to you, I just don't want to argue with children."
…
Ourishima is an inconspicuous island in the northeastern waters of Japan.
There used to be a small fishing village on the island, called Dali Village.
Everyone in the village already makes a living by fishing.
In modern times, Dali Village has developed into the size of a small town, with only a few hundred people living in the town.
There are township schools and medical institutions on the island.
Fishing is still the main means of livelihood for the people of Dali Island.
Ourishima is geographically closer to Hakodate City in Hokkaido, but administratively planned it is divided into Mutsu City in Aomori Prefecture.
Kamiyagawa arrived at Aomori Airport at noon and transferred to the bus to Mutsu.
I had a casual lunch in Mutsu, and at about 1 p.m., I got on the ferry to Oguri Island in the bay.
There is only one boat a day to Ouri Island.
And because it is not a holiday, there are very few people taking the boat.
Kamiya River is not used to taking boats.
The constantly rocking hull, the unpleasant smell of engine oil, and the stagnant air in the cabin made him feel uncomfortable.
I used Ah Mo's breathing technique to forcefully control my body, which barely prevented me from getting seasick.
Two rows behind Kamiya, two women in their thirties and forties sat.
Their skin color is darker and they look like they have been exposed to the sun for many years. They are probably residents of Ouri Island.
They had been talking since they got on the boat, and their voices were a bit loud——
"...Since the sea fishing started in September this year until now, my men have not caught much fish."
"Who says it's not? And it's not just our island. I heard that other places in Aomori and fishing villages in Hokkaido have very poor fishing harvests this year. The experts on TV said the reasons are temperature, ocean currents, etc.
, I don’t understand. I only know that if this continues, this year will be a year of hunger that is rare in decades, and this winter will be difficult.”
"Yeah, it's hard. Other people on the island are also complaining. Does Mr. Ota know? The bachelor who lives in the east of the town. I heard that he spent all his savings to buy a fishing boat and still owes a lot.
Money. If the harvest continues this year, Mr. Ota will be deeply in debt and even want to commit suicide."
"Oh, everyone is having a hard time..."
"..."
Kamiyakawa rested on the seat by the window, listening to the two women complaining about the poor fishing income this year, and looking out the window from time to time.
A large island can be seen on the sea, which seems to be not far away. However, the ferry has been driving for a long time and still has not arrived. It seems to be parked on the sea without moving an inch, which is annoying.
Originally I was going to write about something else for the next map, but now the "Live Fish Hotel" that appears in the text is a backup choice.
However, I checked the information on the original map and found some problems, so I decided to give up.
Then I adjusted the details last night and fell asleep. As a result, I only completed this chapter during the day. Sorry!