Spark of Life 06
You hadn't originally planned to stay in Kyoto for so long.
I've learned a little about the "Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique"... but the information is so limited that I don't know if it can help Geto.
I'll take care of the important things, too.
The original plan was to return to Tokyo Technical High School and resume campus life after the New Year.
But plans cannot keep up with changes.
Life is always full of surprises.
The Kamo family graciously invited you and your uncle to participate in the shooting ceremony. Of course, Naoya came along too. If you can go without him, why can't he? You and Naoya stood on either side of your uncle. Seeing that he showed no interest in talking to you, you ignored him.
You glanced around bored. Not many people from the Zenin clan had come. In the crowd, you could vaguely spot a few tall, striking young men; they were probably from the Gojo clan.
Gojo... I don't know if Gojo and the others have forgotten about you after partying all night at the technical college these days.
I don’t think so.
Why worry about this?
Is it because you are starting to value your friendship with them?
You couldn't help but laugh. Naoya saw this and seemed to curse you softly. You didn't feel like arguing with a kid like Naoya, who hadn't even grown all his hair yet. Naoya and Geto were the same age, but Geto was much more mature.
You return your gaze to the crowd.
The most formally dressed people in the crowd were undoubtedly from the Kamo clan.
Unlike the Zenin family and the Gojo family, the Kamo family is located in a remote area in the mountains east of Kyoto, close to Kamigamo Shrine.
There's an area called Hama Shooting Ground near Kamigamo Shrine. You guys are currently at Hama Shooting Ground.
Many places in Japan retain the name "Hama Shooting Ground." To understand why, let's return to today's topic: the Shooting Hatsuri Festival.
The Shechu Sacrifice is a continuation of the ancient custom of shooting arrows to break the devil's spirit. It has many beautiful meanings, such as shooting away evil spirits, praying for a good harvest, good health, and national peace.
The Shechu Festival is the first archery ceremony of the New Year. After the Shechu Festival, shooting demon-repelling arrows becomes a seasonal game for children. But in ancient times, shooting demon-repelling arrows was more than just a children's game.
Hama shooting ranges are often located at village boundaries or in places related to shrines. They were the places where ancient people shot arrows to drive away evil spirits.
Shooting arrows to drive away evil spirits is a way to suppress evil spirits.
However, nowadays, the Shoot Hatsu Festival is more of a prayer activity. Only the most traditional Kamo family would take the time and effort to do this.
After all, magic can never return to its most glorious time.
According to my uncle, "Why bother going to all that trouble when you can just visit the shrine or school?"
The wind blew past the foot of Mount Inari, and you shivered.
"cold?"
You nodded.
"Just be patient. We don't know how long it will take." My uncle smirked, his hands constantly groping at his waist. He was searching for his wine jug. After searching for a long time, he remembered that he had left it behind in such a hurry.
"Those bastards of the Kamo family," he cursed. "I'll go ask them for some wine. You and Naoya stay here and don't move."
"knew."
You were the only one speaking. Seeing your uncle didn't care, you didn't ask any more questions. They were father and son.
But I'm afraid my uncle won't come back once he leaves. Then it'll be up to you and Naoya to find a way to bring him back.
He clapped his hands to his forehead and wanted to sigh, but he heard someone whispering, "The Gojo family is getting more arrogant."
"Exactly. Even the head of the Zen Temple came. And the ones who came from their family were just a few juniors who couldn't speak a word."
"I don't even know if these people have ever entered the main gate of the Gojo family!"
"Oh, stop talking about it. The Gojo family has Master Satoru, and the Zenin family has Master Naoya. Does that mean our Kamo family will always be at the bottom of the three major families?"
"What nonsense! Isn't there a—"
"Just him!? He's just a concubine's son."
"Yes, even if it's Satoru from the Gojo family, she's still the legal wife—"
"Isn't everyone out there monogamous?"
"That's outside."
"It seems someone is looking for you over there." You sat on the rock, supporting your chin with one hand and pointing to the southeast with the other, pretending to casually interrupt their conversation.
"It's over, it's the head of the family."
"Hurry up, hurry up."
"Miss Chu from the Zenin family is so beautiful—"
"Shut your mouth!" Didn't you see the murderous look in Master Naoya's eyes!
"have a finger in the pie."
The last sentence came from Naoya.
"Minding your own business?" You asked rhetorically before adding, "Does Naoya want to see them being scolded?"
Naoya waved his sleeves: "What does it have to do with me?"
"But the ceremony can't proceed as planned. We don't know how long we have to stay here."
It doesn't matter if we wait till the end of time——
Zenin Naoya dismissed the first thought that came to his mind.
"Is there a sorcerer as afraid of the cold as you?" His words turned into a mocking tone. Fortunately, she didn't care, but she didn't care—"A sorcerer can't even violate the five grains of reincarnation. Isn't it normal to be afraid of cold and heat, just like eating."
Zenin Naoya thought about it for a long time, and finally all his words turned into one word: "You - vulgar!"
The vulgar one is Zen Yuan Zhizai!
[The first lady of the Zenin family is so beautiful——]
You weren't wearing the kimonos he was used to seeing. Instead, at the request of the Kamo family, you were wearing the standard outfit of a shrine maiden—a white robe, an undergarment, and a scarlet hakama. You wore white tabi and red-buttoned straw sandals, and your hair was tied up with sandalwood paper.
She should put on a Chihaya coat, a crown, hold a Kagura bell, and dance - she couldn't think about it anymore!
That's all he could think about!
Naoya's face flushed crimson.
You didn't understand what was so worthy of anger about this, so you just nodded to deal with him: "Yeah. I'm just an ordinary person. I can't compare to Naoya who has already become an immortal."
"Naoya has become an immortal, so why does he still need to wear such thick clothes?"
Naoya frowned, standing with his arms crossed, not looking at you anymore.
You and Naoya have never been able to get along.
No one spoke, and you looked up at the sky.
Today's sky is clear and blue, but with a touch of desolation. Winter skies are calmer than summer skies. In comparison, you might prefer the summer sky.
You prefer vitality to solemnity.
Most importantly, I met Ieiri and Gojo in the summer. Geto, 2v1, you lose!
You played a little joke on your mind.
The archery range was suddenly filled with archery targets. A shaman, dressed in white hakama and a black hunting robe, chanted a prayer. A few familiar shrine maidens scattered rice—the same ones you had just spoken to.
"Exorcism——"
The Kamo family master's archery style is the traditional Kyudo Kyudo Sanban. Naoya is also an archer, so you have some knowledge of archery.
As the feather arrows pierce the air, a pure fire ignites in the shooting range, and you smell the ash of the burning talisman paper.
"Master Naoya, Miss Hatsu."
"What's up?"
Naoya seemed to have become mute.
"Master, please ask Master Naoya to shoot the demon-repelling arrow."
"Ha." Naoya became a little interested and shook his haori.
"It's so boring to wait for so long."
“Let’s go,” Naoya waved at you.
You didn't keep up.
"Why don't you leave?"
"No problem, Miss Chu."
You just caught up with Naoya.
"It's up to the guests. They invited us here, why do you care so much about what they think?"
"I don't want to cause a bunch of trouble."
"You mean I'm going to get into trouble?"
"I didn't say that, Naoya."
"How's Naoya's archery training going?"
Naoya rolled his eyes.
"Is there any need to ask? You wouldn't know how to do that."
“I haven’t learned it.”
Silence again.
You and Naoya looked at each other in silence, following the miko quietly. When you arrived at your destination, you saw someone you didn't expect.
Five.
Gojo didn't wear sunglasses today, but a white silk scarf. You imagined Gojo wearing sunglasses in such a traditional occasion, and it was inexplicably funny. He also saw you, waving at you vigorously, and shouted: "Hatsuchan——"
You left Naoya behind and ran towards Gojo.
The jet-black hair, the scarlet hakama... nothing was left.
"Why did Gojo return to Kyoto?"
"I came to see you."
"Looking for me?" You covered your face with your sleeves. "Gojo is always a joker."
"Didn't Gojo want to ignore those people at home?"
"I just don't want to bother with them." He held your shoulders, and for a boy this tall, he leaned against you with an aggrieved look on his face. "But they keep pestering me."
You were amused by him and whispered in his ear with your fingers on his shoulder. Gojo was very cooperative with your actions.
You whispered, "Did Gojo beat up all the uncles in the family? And didn't Gojo just arrive?"
"Are you reading my mind?" Gojo didn't shout loudly, but you felt like he was shouting.
"I wouldn't do that, Gojo." You need to correct the image of yourself in his mind.
"Of course I know—how did you know…"
"I didn't know it before, but when I saw Gojo here, it suddenly dawned on me."
Gojo took away the sandalwood paper that tied your hair and gestured for you to continue.
"It's not proper to let your hair down."
“Who cares about their rules?”
Gojo still obediently re-tied your hair with sandalwood paper, his technique so bad you didn't want to talk about it. You could only continue with the previous incident: "No one from the Gojo family of any importance came."
"I beat him so badly he was bruised and battered he was too ashamed to leave the house." Gojo said this smugly before retorting, "What do you mean 'no one from the Gojo family of note came'? I'm here, aren't I?"
"Wow, it turns out Gojo considers himself a member of the Gojo family!" You laughed at his speechless look.
"Alright, alright, Gojo, let's get up early today."
"Yeah." Gojo pouted, looking for praise.
"Thanks for your hard work."
"What time did you get up?"
"28 points."
"Do you think I won't know what time it is just because you say that? You're up so early!"
"To dress up—"
"Why is she dressing up when she's so beautiful—" Gojo spoke quickly for a while and then stopped abruptly.
"I'm saying, these rotten oranges have no taste."
“I know Gojo is speaking up for me, thank you.” You slipped out from under him. “But I’m not following the rules, Gojo. I’m just respecting the ceremony itself.”
"Master Satoru, Master Naoya, please shoot the arrows."
"I understand, はつちゃん."
はつちゃん, はつちゃん, one mouthful of はつちゃん, how intimate they call and how close they stand.
Zenin Naoya didn't know how long he had been watching. These were probably the longest few minutes of his life.
The miko watched as Zenin Naoya broke a tube of arrows in half.
"I'll change your quiver, Master Naoya."
"Aren't you going to cum?" Gojo Satoru didn't even glance at Zenin Naoya.
From any perspective, this opponent is rubbish.
Gojo Satoru: I'm just trying to pull you down, what can you do to me?
"I can't cum—"
"I'll teach you!" Gojo's hand grabbed yours.
"Gojo, I haven't agreed yet."
"I didn't make the choice for you—you just wanted to cum so badly—and now that you're here, it would be a shame not to participate, right?"
You admit that Wu Tiao is right.
"Will Gojo be a good teacher?"
"Of course! The hot teacher Gojo Satoru makes his grand entrance!"
The second tube of arrows was also destroyed.
Zenin Naoya, you have to hold back.
Being jealous over a woman is not what a man should do. Rushing up to Gojo Satoru and grabbing his collar to question him would only make him look even more ridiculous.
Zenin Naoya is not a clown.
Fortunately, the witch was prepared and handed over the third tube of arrows.
Zenin Naoya shot the first arrow and hit the bull's eye.
You missed the target directly.
"Hatsu-chan, it's your first time shooting an arrow, and it's quite a success if you can shoot it." Gojo... You looked at Gojo while pulling the bow, he was teaching you very seriously.
"I thought Gojo would hit me."
I...can’t bear to do it.
"What I said is the truth! Humph, I am still very tolerant of talented people!"
You agree as you are told.
Zenin Naoya's fourth arrow hit the bull's eye again.
Your second arrow hits the edge of the target.
"Why do I feel like Gojo hasn't blinked the whole time?"
"How did you know such a thing?"
"Gojo is acting way too serious."
You guys just chat and shoot at the same time.
Wait until you can hit the bull's eye, Gojo Satoru responded to Zenin Naoya's declaration of war. He grabbed a handful of arrows from the quiver, and at a glance there were □□ arrows.
More arrows than that guy has shot so far.
Even Gojo Satoru couldn't shoot so many arrows simultaneously and hit the bull's eye. But—as long as all his arrows hit the bull's eye of different targets by the time everyone came to their senses, that would be enough to prove his extraordinary ability.
"Master Wu is so strong!"
"Much better than Master Naoya~"
"He's still blindfolded."
"But doesn't Master Wu have six eyes?"
"Six eyes can't see targets without cursed energy."
"We still have to rely on other things to make inferences."
"That means Master Wu wants to think more."
"Sri Lanka--"
Gojo Satoru has heard too much praise like this.
Zenin Naoya's expression was extremely ugly. This was a provocation.
Projectile spells are famous for their speed, but Zenin Naoya couldn't shoot so many arrows in such a short time and have each one hit the bull's eye.
"I'm willing to accept the loss."
Gojo Satoru ignored Zenin Naoya and instead waved his hand in front of your eyes to interrupt your archery.
"What does Gojo want to say?"
"Don't you notice that I'm different today?"
What's the difference?
Gojo was happy to see you glance at him, and he wished you would look at him a little longer.
Monzuki haori and hakama are the first ceremonial attire for Japanese men, consisting of a black Monzuki haori and a Monzuki hakama.
Montsuke refers to the family crest.
"I've only seen Gojo in his high school uniform before."
"Isn't this outfit handsome?"
It seems that Gojo is still determined to make you fascinated by his handsomeness.
"So Bai Ling did it on purpose?"
"Of course!" Gojo snapped his fingers. "My taste isn't that bad. Just thinking about a kimono with sunglasses is pretty ugly."
You didn't point out that snapping your fingers in a kimono doesn't seem particularly appropriate.
"Give me a positive answer, hatsuchan~" He pushed you and you sat on the mat nearby. You knelt and sat cross-legged.
You are using a technique.
"This way, Gojo won't even need the white silk. I can see Gojo's eyes, which are as beautiful as the sky."
The only person who can remain unmoved after hearing such words is Gojo Satoru.
"Baka! I don't need it." Gojo didn't even sit down.
Why is he angry?
"Okay then." You cancel the spell.
"Has Gojo forgotten our last agreement?"
"Ha!" Gojo quickly came to your side and placed your hand on his forehead.
"That's right." He nodded.
"knew."
"What's wrong?"
"Hmm... just thinking... about Gojo."
The brain processes various sensory data, including visual, auditory, and tactile, at varying speeds. Visual data processing is the most complex. The brain consumes 20% of the body's energy, and a quarter of its computing power is dedicated to processing visual data.
A mere quarter of the computing power required for the Six Eyes is insufficient. If the Six Eyes are not blocked, the brain will have to process an enormous amount of information, and the computing power required will increase exponentially.
For example, when people look at a painting, they think they see the whole picture. But when others ask them questions, they can only describe part of the picture.
This is because the brain is being lazy and cheating on you. It also does this to reduce your burden.
But the "Six Eyes" will not be lazy and will not deceive you.
"My business?" Gojo Satoru took off the white silk and blinked at you. What was he feeling now? Did she know?
"Gojo, don't make yourself uncomfortable for others."
Gojo pouted and said nothing.
"Okay, okay, Gojo is a handsome guy~"
"You're not serious at all! Say it again—"
“No way.” You closed your eyes, snorted and turned your head away.
There was no movement for a long time.
You open your eyes.
Noticing that you opened your eyes, Gojo Satoru wiggled his hips and moved towards you, not stopping until your arms were touching.
Then, he covers you with his haori in a flash.
Your head hit Gojo's chest.
"Isn't it cold now?"
"I know Gojo means well, but - this action is so inappropriate." You are being pinned down by Gojo and cannot get out.
The sound coming from the haori was not very clear.
It turned out that his clothes were big enough to cover half of her body.
It’s too small.
"No one saw it! Don't care about what others think~" Gojo Satoru stopped his witty remarks and ruffled your hair through the haori.
The touch is not good at all.
You finally see the light.
"I'll take you somewhere else to warm yourself by the fire." Before you could answer, he pulled you and started running.
"No, Gojo, too fast—"
Gojo Satoru slowly stopped and said, "It's nice to be able to hold your hand and walk slowly together—but, walking hand in hand together requires some practice."
When she sat down, she couldn't even rest her head directly on his shoulder.
No no no!
Gojo Satoru threw all these thoughts out.
The five little people exclaimed, "The height difference is so cute!"
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