The man wrapped in the darkness was Kotomine Jiro who came after Uchimura Ryuo was taken care of.

Behind him, the jet-black wings made up of grievance feathers fluttered softly.

Those eagle-like eyes were staring at the worn-out long knife on the deck by the witch's hand.

"I'll bury you here first... and then take away those two knives..."

A violent wind condensed around his body, and gradually turned into a small tornado in the palm of his hand.

As he seemed to carelessly throw it, the tiny tornado fell from the sky toward the sea below.

On the sea more than 20 meters in front of the yacht, a strong wind blew.

In the huge vortex rolled up by the wind, a water column quickly condensed and rose toward the air.

Like a dark blue water dragon, it will rise up into the sky by the moonlight and ride through the clouds and fog.

The water column was quickly connected to the dark clouds under the night, and while growing with the rotation, it moved closer to the ship.

"This is... a waterspout?!"

Seeing this sudden and spectacular scene in front of him, Sosuke Araki, who was sitting on the bow, suddenly turned pale.

A waterspout is a columnar waterspout that occasionally appears on warm water and is saturated with water vapor and rotates rapidly. The internal wind speed can exceed 200 kilometers per hour, which is no less dangerous than a tornado.

Since a waterspout is a severe local weather phenomenon with a very short life history, there is currently no accurate forecasting method for it.

With more than half a year of experience in offshore navigation, he has observed this kind of celestial phenomenon from a distance, and he is well aware of its dangers.

Since the "waterspout" was generated more than 20 meters in front of the bow of the ship, Sousuke Araki only had time to grab the lifebuoy with the cable attached to the side of the ship, and threw it to Abe Temple and Yuma Yumori to fix himself.

Now we can only count on this mid-sized yacht to be able to withstand the power of a waterspout of that size ahead.

"Get down and find something to fix yourself!"

The detectives in the cockpit also responded quickly, and were already trying to turn the bow to avoid the waterspout ahead at the maximum angle.

However, the waterspout seemed to have life, and it seemed to be moving slowly and quickly in the direction of the yacht.

In front of the waterspout that was getting thicker and stronger, carrying the power of heaven and earth, a sense of insignificance and powerlessness that could not resist nature surged into everyone's heart.

"Teacher Araki, be careful... this is not an ordinary waterspout!"

As they got closer, seeing the traces of black air in the turbulent tornado in front of him, Yuumako Tori shouted loudly at Sousuke Araki, who was securing himself behind the bow with a cable and a lifebuoy.

However, no one could hear what she said.

The waterspout came into contact with the head of the yacht with the sound of violent wind.

The first to bear the brunt was Sousuke Araki, who was lying on the bow.

"Uh ah ah..."

Seeing the high-speed rotating waterspout coming towards his face, Sousuke Araki, who was shrouded in a strong sense of suffocation, his veins swelled all over his body, and he was clinging to the guardrail and lying on the deck, like a Spartan warrior who was about to be whipped, howling in advance. up.

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah ah..."

Then, the moment the devastating waterspout touched the bow...

It turned into a gentle breeze, blowing on the back of Sousuke Araki, who was lying on the ground, and then...

dissipated.

"Eh, this is it?"

Feeling the wind that was continuously blowing his head by Uncle Mo's hair dryer, Sousuke Araki raised his head in confusion and withdrew his exaggerated howl in embarrassment.

The rolled-up sea water turned into a downpour and fell on the heads of the bewildered people.

"How is it possible, who did it, in the cabin..."

Above the night, Kotomine Jiro's eyes widened, watching the violent waterspout dissipate into a light breeze and drizzle, showing an incredible expression.

"There are such powerful spirit removers sitting on this ship, no wonder those two fellas."

After glancing back and forth between the few people on the deck who didn't look like masters, he gritted his teeth, flapped his wings and disappeared into the night.

……

The next day, Nagoya, the First Red Cross Hospital.

"Mr. Araki, let's come in."

Early in the morning, Yumayumi, a little bird in a dress with a bag of food, knocked on the door of the ward respectfully and carefully pushed in.

Behind her was Mochizuki Ayano, who was wearing a small dress, with big dark circles under her eyes and "Don't bother me if you haven't slept all night" written on her face.

Behind the curtain, on the white hospital bed, the quilt was tightly wrapped into a ball. It seemed that Sousuke Araki was soundly asleep inside...

Looking at this vaguely familiar scene, Mochizuki Ayano raised a black line on her forehead.

"This guy, could it be..."

She stepped forward without hesitation and skillfully lifted the quilt on the hospital bed.

"Sure enough... did you slip out again?"

Inside the quilt were three fluffy pillows as usual.

"Hey~ I thought it would be the nurse who took the temperature... ah, the bear striped one, the other one is light pink..."

A disappointed voice of a man came from under the bed.

In the terrified eyes of the two girls...

Like a ghost coming out of the cage, half a suspicious golden head slowly rubbed out from under the bed.

It was Sousuke Araki.

The place where he probed out was extremely accurate, and it was right under the skirts of the two of them.

"Teacher Araki!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah, you pervert..."

Mochizuki Ayano went berserk in an instant, covering the hem of her skirt, her high heels stomping on the little golden oil head.

……

"Mr. Araki, you really are, it's too cold to sleep on the floor, and it's not good for the recovery of the wound..."

"It hurts... snoring... Nagoya's udon noodles taste different, and the soup is so rich..."

Sitting on the bed, Sousuke Araki, whose arms are bandaged, his nose is bruised and his face are swollen, looks more seriously injured than last night~lightnovelpub.net~ is eating the Nagoya special miso brought to him by the shrine maiden with a grievance on his face Udon noodle.

Nagoya people always say: "Life is 90% of Udon noodles and 10% of Keiko noodles".

Nagoya's miso udon noodles are made of fish soup, meat and other ingredients in a clay pot to make a concentrated soup, then add soul bean miso, add udon noodles and various vegetables, and finally put an egg after the pot is opened. , turn off the fire.

Because of its strong taste and rich soup flavor, it is very popular among Nagoya people.

"Really, how can you beat the wounded. It was just an accident. What I want to see is obviously the **** mature, beautiful and moving nurse sister's buds or thongs... Not the childish style of your little girl..."

"Shut up! That doesn't change the fact that you are a perverted voyeur! Really, Mako-chan, you have to say a few words, even if he saves your life, you can't indulge this perverted and confusing behavior..."

When a certain "keyword" was mentioned, Mochizuki Lingnai went berserk again.

"I didn't notice Araki-sensei hiding under the bed just now. Could it be some kind of hidden aura cultivation... that's it... we're not little girls anymore!"

Beside him, Yumayuki, who was originally holding a notebook to record something, heard Yan also blushed and echoed absentmindedly.

"The point isn't there at all, right?"

Seeing that she didn't blame her at all, Mochizuki Ayano could only helplessly turn her head to look out the window beside her.

Who made this guy on the hospital bed, now a lone hero who ran for hundreds of kilometers, singled out a half-demon, rescued two hostages, and recaptured the grudge.