In order not to interfere with the "actual battle" that was about to begin, Kamiyagawa took the hearse group's boys and retreated a little further.
Tsurumi Aoi is relatively proficient in using the three-foot strike, and now she has initially mastered the use of Ah-Hum's Breath. She can combine the extraordinary breathing rhythm with her own actions, and she also has Nanquan Ichimonji in hand.
This configuration is countless times more gorgeous than when Kamiyagawa was suffering in Novice Village.
There is no reason why the young apprentice cannot defeat two weak and unrated monsters.
But just in case, Kamiyakawa narrowed his eyes and took out the [Mourning Banshee].
"Woo."
"whee."
The two headless Xiqi boys twisted their bodies convulsively. Under the direct light of the ghost car's headlights, their uniforms and exposed skin were all white and hideous.
They quickly locked on Tsurumi Aoi, cried, laughed and screamed, and launched a charge in a weird posture that was difficult for humans to do.
"There is no blessing...on me."
Faced with the two strange monsters who rushed towards them without any preparation, Tsurumi's breathing became disordered again.
Before this, she had no experience in curing ghost stories.
And the blessing power in her body has not yet been restored.
Although Tsurumi Aoi frequently encounters ghosts, she has always been well protected by Mahakala's blessing. So much so that this sensitive girl has some negative subconscious thoughts in her heart - "Without the blessing, I can't do anything."
arrive."
"Woo!"
While Tsurumi was still hesitating, the outline of the pale and dazzling uniform of the two Xiqi boys who rushed faster quickly enlarged in her sight.
"I……"
I have always been an ineffective person.
I can't learn the magic at home, I can't live up to my mother's expectations, and I can't share the work in the temple with my father, so I can't become a decent spiritual master.
All along, I have always been like an abandoned stray dog, only looking at myself in pity and self-paralysis, curling up and licking the wounds on my body in a dark corner.
The girl's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and the words in her hand began to buzz with dissatisfaction.
"whee!"
Xiqi Boy rushed closer.
Tsurumi could already smell the strong smell of blood on the other party's body.
Under the dazzling pale light, the approaching twisted body and the headless neck looked eerily empty.
Tsurumi Aoi has defeated other kendo practitioners who are much larger than herself, but Kaitan...
Can you really defeat such a twisted and terrifying monster by yourself?
In a daze, Tsurumi Aoi heard the teacher's voice coming from not far away: "Tsurumi, hold a sword against the enemy."
That voice was calm and steady.
It's not encouragement or a command, just a simple statement.
It was the same as what I heard in the kendo class specially trained by the teacher during this period.
"Teacher, he is still looking at me."
Ah——
Breathe in.
The flow of time seems to slow down.
Tsurumi Aoi used both hands to tighten her grip on the handle of the knife.
The buzzing sound of Yiwenji suddenly became a little clearer.
The girl's confused eyes became clear and sharp. She was not a timid person at heart.
Just do it as usual, as you have practiced countless times, and as Teacher Kamiya taught you.
Hum——
Exhale.
Tsurumi Aoi stepped forward with her right foot and exerted force suddenly. The Ichimonji blade drew a light arc in the air. The indigo blade flashed, creating a visual effect like cutting through space.
The sword she swung was faster and more powerful than she expected.
puff.
The sharp blade struck Xiqi Boyzi's shoulder blade. Unexpectedly, it did not encounter any resistance, and it was as smooth as cutting through a piece of tofu.
The twisted, weird figure of Kaidan was suddenly cut into two pieces in Tsurumi Aoi's sight.
Cold blood spurted out from the blade and sprinkled on Tsurumi Aoi's hair and cheeks.
Her pupils tightened.
Is this actually the case?
Is that all?
It turns out that the terrifying ghost story is not as difficult to defeat as imagined for those who have not received the blessing.
A successful blow, a clean and neat beheading.
Buzz——
Yiwen buzzed happily, and the red aura overflowed from the originally indigo blade.
The red gas flows like spring water.
Wind pressure arose on the blade, lifting Tsurumi Aoi's clothes and hair. She felt her breathing was smoother than ever before, her limbs were filled with friendly power, and the blood in her body was boiling and flowing!
"Woo!"
In an instant, the second Xiqi boy rushed in front of him.
For Tsurumi Aoi, who already has the feeling of getting rid of ghost stories, whether there is one or two monster stories like the headless high school student, the result will be the same.
Move forward and lift the knife upwards.
The blade has turned into crimson, like a dragon rising into the sky. The surging air waves are like waves, rushing out of the blade, layer after layer.
The big red bow tie on the headless JK's chest swung high into the air.
Snapped.
The bow tie fell on the playground ground illuminated by the headlights of the ghost car.
Also falling to the ground was a second Xiqi boy whose body was split in half.
With the death of the two strange boys, the blood stains on Tsurumi Aoi's body and the blade slowly turned into ashes and dissipated.
A tall and slender girl, sticky blood, dissipating ashes, and waves of air constantly rolling out from the red blade.
Tsurumi Aoi stood there, her hair swaying and her clothes swaying, like a crimson enchantress in the night.
She gently wiped the blade and sheathed it.
Then he turned to look at Kamiyagawa's position, and met the teacher's affirmative gaze.
"call--"
Tsurumi slowly exhaled, his eyebrows stretched a little, and the ponytail on the back of his head swayed.
Kamiyagawa also relaxed and put away his musket with satisfaction.
very nice.
My little dog still has fangs.
Subsequently, Ichimonji was given to Tsurumi Aoi by Kamiyagawa, saying that it was in return for enshrining Mary at Yoshikoji Temple.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although the little apprentice was frightened, he could not shirk the teacher, so he had to accept it in the end.
In addition, although it is necessary to use the actual battle with Kiki Doji to help Tsurumi gain a wave of self-confidence at this stage, Kamiyagawa also specifically reminded the young apprentice not to be anxious or competitive.
Tsurumi Aoi's exorcism has just begun.
In the past two years, the real world has been undercurrents, and all kinds of violent and strange stories have emerged one after another.
The first thing the young apprentice needs to do now is to further hone his skills and protect himself.
…
Another week passed in a flash, and Kamiyagawa finally got the desired result——
Mary's promotion was successfully completed.
In order to welcome Mary, of course Kamiya entered the eternal world early and waited.
But the Shikigami and Kaidan who always followed him in the past now all tacitly stayed at home in reality.
There is an unwritten rule among the ghost talkers.
Everyone knows that every time someone is promoted, Kamiyagawa will always welcome him without discrimination.
But Mary and Prajna are slightly different.
These two "mistresses", who hold high positions in the family, seem to make some intimate gestures with their masters every time they complete a round of promotion.
This is all based on experience.
Although even the little old man, tengu, and little tapir, who are smarter and understand the truth, don't understand what this is...
Maybe it's the promotion benefits exclusive to Mary and Prajna.
So at this moment, all the Kaitans have a tacit agreement to stay at home. Those like the little whale who don't feel much about this will also be found by the Tengu and others to find reasons to stay.
The ghost stories were worried about their master.
Even Prajna, one of the "mistresses", is the same now. After Kamiya entered the ordinary world, she sat in the living room at home and drank tea quietly.
Quiet and elegant.
However, while drinking tea just now, one of Prajna's favorite teacups was accidentally crushed by her.
Except for Zashiki Warashi, no one dares to approach her now.
In the living room, Prajna and Fu Bao were sitting together and continued to sip tea.
Prajna and Mary reached a consensus a long time ago.
They all have more important things to do than fighting among themselves and consuming each other with disagreements. The gods on Takamagahara, whether it is Mary or Prajna, all want to help Kamiya win that one.
A chaotic home is not conducive to this goal.
This point was brought up by Prajna himself.
Therefore, like the last time Prajna was promoted to Aragami, Mary did not come out to disturb him.
Let's do it this time.
Let’s just say that bad woman Mary won this battle.
But I'm still really angry...
All the mistakes are all the fault of that bastard Kamiyagawa who flirts with cats and dogs!
Prajna thought like this, and his slender fingers unconsciously tightened the teacup in his hand a little harder.
"ah!"
Zashiki, who was sitting next to him, had his hair on his head shaking violently. He noticed it and took the plain white tea cup from Hannya's hand as easily as a baby bird taking food.
so far so good.
Rescued.
If another teacup in this set breaks, the little mother will feel sad.
Zashiki felt very proud of himself for saving his family property in time.
…
In the eternal school of flowers and bells.
Mary's shikigami statue was upgraded more than twenty days ago.
This is all due to the technical support of Sister Kaku and the efforts of Shikijiro and others in the Aokigahara mine.
Under the leadership of the miner captain "Shikijiro Jiro", two pieces of Tianzin secret ore were successfully produced from the depths of the mine, one of which could be used for Mari's shikigami statue.
The statue where Mary now lives is already a pure white silver statue.
Before the wedding ceremony, the two weeping blood candles finally burned out.
An indescribable pressure shook out from the exquisite and magnificent Red Shrine and swept around.
The overwhelming red mist shrouded the entire school, like a boiling ocean, with blood waves rolling and roaring, boundless. It was also like a burning flame, hot and intense, dyeing everything around it blood red.
The sunlight from high places seemed weak in the red mist, being swallowed up in the rich colors, leaving only faint spots of light, as if they were souls struggling on the verge of death.
Kamiyakawa, who was sitting quietly by the shrine, stood up.
Looking around with his eyes fixed, he could feel emotions in the red mist, peaceful joy, and restless anger, all hidden in the particles of red mist.
"Above the Aragami, transforming towards the gods... This is the power of the gods. There is emotional power surging in the mist. Mary should be able to truly control her authority now, right?"
Kamiyagawa has already faced several enemies above Arakami.
However, Mary is still the only one who has broken through to this level of combat effectiveness.
It feels very novel.
Da da.
The familiar sound of treading shoes sounded from the depths of the blood mist, and the red and black dress swayed.
Mary appeared in the thickest part of the scarlet.
Her appearance has not changed significantly, but her temperament is different from before. And the fog that is as wanton as the ocean and fills the entire school is like a derivative of her fluffy skirt and is integrated with her.
Inside the mist, the red spirits poked their heads around.
As Mary was promoted to A-level, these summoned units were also promoted to heaven, and they were no longer the same.
Their breaths are also similar to the blood-colored mist that fills the sky. They may be happy or angry, just like the envoy boys under the throne of the gods.
According to Kamiyagawa's feeling, if these nine red spirits were treated as one, they might have the strength of the downstream Arakami.
Not only the Red Spirits, but even Kamiya himself felt that his connection with Marixi Society was getting closer.
The shrine made by Sister Kaku can return power to the Kamiya River through contractual connections.
Now that Mary has broken through to A level and fully inherited Mahakala's legacy in Japan, Kamiya has also benefited from the nourishment and strengthening of flesh and blood strength. He feels that the power of ghosts and gods solidified in his body is even more abundant.
According to previous understanding, the strength of mortal flesh and blood is not enough to support the shrine. If it is not kept intact, the incense of faith will directly kill it.
But if it was Kamiya now, he could probably make plans to build a shrine for himself.
Da da.
Mary quickly walked to Kamiya and tried to collect the spreading mist.
She had just become a god, and she was obviously not used to it.
"Mary." Kamiyakawa greeted her with a smile.
"Mary, I miss you so much."
The newly promoted goddess of fortune said this, raising her hand to grab Kamiya's lapel, and hugged him tightly with the strength to melt into the other person's body.
"It's only been a month since I last saw you."
However, one month is not a short period of time, and a breakup is better than a wedding.
It feels soft and cool to the touch.
The dark, yet non-aggressive scent of roses filled the nostrils.
Kamiyagawa felt Mary's breath faintly stirring his neck, which made him feel a little itchy.
"Mary, everyone is watching..."
Kamiyagawa said this, looking at the shrine building complex aside.
Well, "everyone" is not here at all.
Rustling, rustling.
Mary grasped the haori skirt on her chest a little tighter.
Kamiyagawa had a strange feeling. It seemed that after becoming a god, Mary not only became less stoic, but also had a lot more emotions?
There was still no expression on her face, but her delicate facial features seemed more vivid than before.
call--
The gathered blood mist surged again, wrapping Kamiyagawa and Mary.
In the thick red, their figures became blurred, making it difficult to see clearly, but they seemed to be closer to each other.
"Fast heartbeat."
"Well."
"Are you happy, um, angry? It seems like both, but I don't understand the feelings."
"Mary, this is actually..."
"It seems, I understand, you like Mary to do this to you."