"The two of them started arguing as soon as they met."
As Yoshida Yuta spoke, he gestured wildly, as if imitating the intense scene at the time, his small eyebrows furrowing.
"What are they arguing about?" Kii Kanade asked.
“I don’t know.” Yoshida Yuta shook his head honestly. “I couldn’t understand what they were saying. I only know that at first it seemed like the teacher was scolding Ahui, but then Ahui asked him something, and the teacher’s expression changed immediately.”
"Then, he tried to grab Ahui's camera, but Ahui refused to give it to him, and they seemed to start fighting."
"But the teacher later told me that it didn't count as fighting, they were just playing... so I don't know anymore."
"……Then what?"
"The teacher was much taller and stronger than Ahui, so he snatched Ahui's camera in no time and fiddled with it for a while."
"Ahui was very angry and kept shouting that he wanted to go home, but..."
A hint of confusion flashed in Yoshida Yuta's eyes, like a dark cloud suddenly drifting in from a clear sky.
"The teacher wouldn't let him leave."
"The teacher told me that she wanted Ahui to become our friend as well."
"—My best friend."
"But I felt that Ahui was not very willing... He dropped the camera and ran away. The teacher did not rush to chase after him, but instead raised the camera in his hand."
"Click".
Masashi Yukimura lowered his eyes, then suddenly took out his phone, scrolled through it for a while, found a photo, and showed it to Yuta Yoshida.
This photo was taken when he was learning about the mission details from the village chief. The original has been sent to the police station as evidence, but fortunately the village chief had made a backup beforehand.
Is this the one?
"I haven't actually seen that painting."
Despite saying that, Yoshida Yuta still came closer and, after watching for a while, slowly spoke.
"I don't know... but the person in the photo is definitely Ahui! And the clothes are the same!"
"..."
Several of the Xi Jian Shi who knew the inside story couldn't help but fall silent.
Only today did they realize... that the reason for their terrified expressions was not because they saw a "ghost," but because they saw someone they knew revealing their true, demonic nature.
Matsuo's purpose in taking the photo... was probably to disguise the culprit as Yoshida Yuta.
"Then the teacher brought Ahui back, but he was already asleep."
"The teacher said...it's because it's too late, so Ahui is sleepy."
"The teacher asked me if there was a place here where Ahui could stay, a place where no one could find him, otherwise they might wake him up."
"So I hid Ahui!"
Vili suddenly looked at Kii Kanade, while Yukimura Masashi also gripped the hilt of his sword.
Kii Kanade understood what the two meant. The familiar Yata no Kagami appeared in the air. He tapped the mirror lightly, and after a moment, nodded.
Without saying a word, he lightly pressed his wrist, and as he swung his folding fan down, a figure they had seen in the photo appeared in the open space.
The thin boy had his eyes closed, his body tightly bound by hemp rope, and he was as pale as a piece of paper. As soon as he appeared, he fell to the side and was caught by Yukimura Masashi who ran over.
In the world of supernatural tales, those with healing abilities are actually extremely rare; what circulates more often are bloody and bizarre ghost stories. Therefore, most evening tale masters have learned basic first aid techniques.
After untying the ropes and checking that Hasegawa Teru still had a faint breath, Yukimura Masashi gently exhaled. The next second, his gaze fixed on the blood-stained cuff of his shirt, then slowly moved to the area he had just touched.
At this point, the boy's left chest was soaked with blood, but it went unnoticed at first because he was wearing a dark black shirt.
"..."
Carefully tearing away the sticky fabric, Masashi Yukimura looked down at the gruesome and foul-smelling blade, his movements freezing in mid-air.
“…No.” He spoke with difficulty, his voice somewhat dry, “I can’t handle this.”
"The wound is too close to the heart..."
"Kiyoshi, go find the village chief. There should be a doctor in the village."
Kii Kanade, unusually, did not oppose him, nodded, and prepared to leave.
But they all knew that with such injuries and location, the hope was slim given the rudimentary facilities at the village hospital.
But Twilight Village is too remote; even an ambulance can't get there. Perhaps Kii Kanade could use her supernatural powers for spatial teleportation, but Hasegawa Teru's body couldn't withstand the impact of that icy energy.
The fact that he is still alive is already a miracle, one in ten thousand.
This is actually... a doomed situation.
Even so, Masashi Yukimura still took out his phone and tried to dial an ambulance. But he only dialed one number before a shadow loomed over him, and he instinctively looked up.
Upon seeing this, Kii Kanade slowed his pace.
At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on that one person, but the boy who was the center of attention simply squatted down and looked down at the boy whose breathing was becoming weaker and weaker.
"Unresolved..."
Masashi Yukimura recalled that this was his first mission and he had encountered such a scene. He wanted to offer some words of comfort, but he didn't know what to say.
However, he was interrupted the next second.
"I can save him."
Without the slightest hesitation, his words, full of conviction, resonated powerfully.
"..."
Ignoring the reactions of others, Willie reached out and covered the boy's dirty wound without any hesitation.
A warm glow slowly emerged from beneath his hand, illuminating his face in the darkness, revealing his features clearly, and his lips slightly pursed in his seriousness.
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