After half an hour.

"...Above, on behalf of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and many innocent people, I hope you can represent the Fujiwara clan and participate in future joint operations! After all, with your strength..."

In the apartment, Mochizuki Ayano and Tokimoto Ichiro were sitting on the sofa, sincerely describing the current situation.

"Well, according to what you just said, there are all kinds of monstrous and evil spirits active in Tokyo right now..."

Fujiwara Takumi, who had changed back into his normal clothes, was sitting across from them with a numb expression on his face.

Before that, Mochizuki Ayano had explained to him the current tense situation in Tokyo, and even in Japan as a whole.

So, Fujiwara Takukai's calf is still shaking a little.

Are urban legends such as the Rippled Woman and the Human-faced Dog actually real?

Since when has Tokyo where I live become so dangerous, should I move back to Meiji Shrine?

Yes, Fujiwara Takumi, who is "a once-in-four-thousand-year-old favored person" and "the next great priest of Meiji Shrine"...

Afraid of ghosts.

When he was young, like everyone else, he thought that he was favored by the gods.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter whether he sits, stands, eats, sleeps, plays games, fights... In short, he will emit the spiritual power of the "Sixteen-petal Eight-layer Chrysanthemum Pattern" that looks very majestic and royal.

It seems like a miracle caused by practice.

Therefore, some people call him "the one who even practices breathing".

In order to be worthy of the favor of the gods, cultivation used to occupy most of his life.

He was crazy about his practice, to the point that even his strict father often persuaded him not to work too hard.

Until the age of ten, when he was about to go out to snap up the newly released "Ghost Dream: Gold and Silver", he encountered an extremely powerful wraith outside the torii that was worthy of his shot.

Satisfied, he used the magic technique that he had cultivated for many years on the resentful spirit with extremely gorgeous chrysanthemum pattern special effects and divine breath.

However, the actual effect is like burning an elephant with a 100 yen lighter...

Apart from being deterred by the breath of the gods for a second, the resentful spirit was not only unscathed, on the contrary, it was provoked.

In order to protect him, the elders of several clans who came here after hearing the news were all buried under the hands of the resentful spirit.

Then, he was frightened and fainted by the **** scene in front of him.

When he woke up, it was said that the resentful spirit had already been destroyed by someone unknown.

No matter how he denied it, everyone would attribute the credit to him.

But he knew very well that this was definitely not his own doing.

Because of that encounter, he left a great psychological shadow on the existence of resentful spirits. Even watching a restricted horror movie would cause his brain to shut down and fall into a coma for self-protection.

After that incident, he took a comprehensive look at his life.

Only then did I discover that although the chrysanthemum pattern spiritual power looked gorgeous and had an irresistible divine aura, except for the difference in vision and feeling, it was of no use.

It's like the skin that is not useful in some krypton games.

And the gorgeous scene that seems to have caused a miracle was only caused by his own low cultivation and unable to control the spiritual power.

His actual spiritual aptitude and cultivation are less than half of the average level of the Fujiwara family.

Through clichés and inquiries to his peers, he realized that when he prayed to the gods on weekdays, other priests would get more or less vague responses from the gods.

And he, from childhood to adulthood, as the appointed "next great priest", the gods never responded to him once.

Once, never...

What kind of "god favored" is this horse, it should be "god tired", right?

This bluffing chrysanthemum pattern effect is also deliberately done by the gods.

However, every time he said this to his father, the people in the family thought that Young Master Tuohai was because "although he defeated the powerful spirit of resentment, he failed to save the clansman", and they felt deeply self-blame. Your requirements are too harsh.

After that, for a period of time, he often tried to prove his "true strength" by competing with his clansmen for magic tricks.

However, those who were cultivated far beyond their peers, because they couldn't bear the "spirit of god" that came with the chrysanthemum pattern spiritual power, they were like frogs targeted by snakes, unable to cast spells and directly admit defeat.

Occasionally losing a match against the elders is also considered to be deliberately modest, but instead makes him more famous.

And the magical technique he used, no matter how humble the actual effect, was always described as unfathomable because of the "chrysanthemum pattern special effect".

Even the original resentful spirit, derived from the level [II], [three], [four], [five] versions.

It can only be said that the "prejudice" of the human heart is really a terrible thing.

Frustrated, Fujiwara Takumi moved out of Meiji Shrine to live alone in the name of "cultivating alone", out of sight and out of mind.

Thinking like this, Fujiwara Takumi laughed at himself, stretched out his palm, tried his best to condense his spiritual power, and showed it to Tokimoto Ichiro and Mochizuki Ayano.

The weak golden spiritual energy in his palm, with a splendid golden chrysanthemum pattern, was constantly scattered towards the surroundings.

"You said just now that with my strength... Open your eyes and take a good look. This is all my strength, what can I do?"

If it was an outsider who met for the first time, he should be able to distinguish my ability without prejudice and truthfully.

When they first saw the golden spiritual power composed of the legendary "sixteen-petaled eight-layered chrysanthemum pattern", Mochizuki Ayano and Tokimoto Ichiro immediately widened their eyes to examine it carefully.

A majestic majesty that cannot be desecrated instantly enveloped the two of them.

Find it, find it out, and tell everyone that I'm just a weak chicken. Dangerous things like killing spirits are not suitable for me. As long as I play games at home quietly, and help the royal family to preside over worship ceremonies on New Years and festivals in the future All right.

Fujiwara Takumi struggled to maintain the operation of his spiritual power, screaming frantically in his heart.

"Okay... so strong... Is this the coercion from the gods? Ordinary spirits or people with inspiration may find it difficult to stand in the breath of this god..."

Mochizuki Ayano struggled to resist the majesty that made people want to bow down immediately, carefully looked at the spiritual power in front of her, seemed to have found something, and said cautiously, "This spiritual power seems to be extremely weak, but in fact it should be used with The ultimate technique compresses a large amount of spiritual power, if it falls on the resentful spirit, it is unimaginable how powerful it will be."

"No, your eyes are broken, take a closer look, this poor spiritual power that can be blown out by a gust of wind is already my full strength."

Fujiwara Takumi said angrily.

As his mood fluctuated, more golden chrysanthemum pattern spiritual power escaped from his body.

For a while, UU read www. uukanshu.com was full of gold and blue, chrysanthemums were blooming, and the aura of the gods became more violent with his emotions.

Like the wrath of a god.

The more powerful power pressed the foreheads of the two in front of them with fine sweat.

"I also ask the young master to calm down..."

Uncle Keigo, who was originally busy in the open kitchen, immediately came over to salute and comfort him respectfully.

"Only the spiritual power of protecting the body has such a majestic momentum. It is indeed a favored one... Not only is he so demanding on himself, but he can also see through the abnormality of my left pupil at a glance."

Looking at the magnificent scene in front of her, Mochizuki Ayano, who was "see through" by the other party, sighed in shock.

"No, this seems to be an extremely weak spiritual power, but in fact it should have surpassed the scope of spiritual power. No wonder even trees can't see through... I am afraid that ordinary spiritual bodies will suffer because they can't bear the pressure as long as they come into contact with them. Dissipate, this is the legendary power of the gods!"

Tokimoto Ichiro, who pondered for a while, closed the coffin and concluded.

"As expected of Mr. Tokimoto, he was able to discover the special power of the young master in one sentence."

Uncle Keiwu, who came to pour tea, said proudly as if he was showing off his grandson to outsiders.

Young Master Tuohai was brought up by him, and in his heart he is like a grandson he loves.

When the young master was young, in order to relieve the young master's "pressure of cultivation", he often secretly brought back some game cassettes, animation DVDs, figure models and other things to the young master on his own initiative.

In the face of Uncle Keigo's "strong assist", Fujiwara Takumi's face turned pale, and he could no longer maintain the spiritual power in his palm.

It's because of people like you that I can't stay at home with peace of mind.

The golden chrysanthemum in his palm dissipated in despair.

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