"Master Huijue?"

After staring at the old man warily for a long time without seeing any other movement, Sen Ou thought for a short time and then called out softly.

The person who was lying on the tea table as if dead finally moved.

"What..." The old man sat up straight as if waking up from a dream, and his voice became young again, which was inconsistent with his appearance.

He seemed to have no memory of what had just happened. Instead, he felt very surprised when he found that his clothes were almost soaked by tea.

"Just now..." The old man seemed to want to ask Sen Ouwai what happened, but he immediately stopped talking as if he remembered something extremely terrible.

As if he was trying to hide something, or as if the place outside the forest had suddenly become a ferocious monster, the old monk spoke at a very fast speed, and even the greed he had just felt seemed to have disappeared because of fear.

It was as if he had completely forgotten that the purpose of his visit today was to gain greater benefits in the transaction between the port mafia and Sojiji Temple, and his whole body and mind showed that he wanted to leave quickly.

"Let's keep the cooperation as before. As for the props of the Sojiji Temple, please keep the price as it was last year. Please ask the port mafia to send someone to pick them up at the usual time."

Mori Ougai's original intention was to maintain the original price. Now that he had accomplished his goal by accident, he had no reason to keep the old man, so he immediately asked his subordinates to drive Master Huijue back to Zongchi Temple.

After seeing the monk off, Mori Ougai had no intention of staying in the reception hall any longer. It was only when he brought Nakahara Chuuya back to his office that something strange appeared.

Sen Ouwai just glanced out the window casually, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, did you see anything?"

The boss of the port mafia asked in a half-joking tone.

"What?"

Nakahara Chuuya looked out the window as Mori Ogai had said, but he could only see the clear sky.

"Is the weather nice today?" The petite officer hesitated for a moment, then answered.

“Is that so?” Mori Ogai tapped his temples with his knuckles unconsciously and glanced casually in the direction of Tokyo again.

"Chuya."

After a brief silence, Nakahara Chuuya suddenly heard his name being called again, and looked in the direction outside Moriou with some confusion.

The black-haired man seemed to want to say something to him, but in the end, Nakahara Chuuya only heard these words:

"Go and rest."

As he watched his subordinates retreat, a hint of unclear emotion appeared on Mori Ougai's face.

"Alice, what do you think I should do?"

The black-haired man gently lifted a strand of the girl's soft golden hair, and let the hair, which was as smooth as the sunlight, fall naturally.

"Rintaro, you already have an idea, why are you still pretending?" The little girl called Alice pouted and pretended to be angry, but the man was very fond of it and immediately tried to comfort her.

"How can it be so easy to change a partner?"

Sen Ouwai fiddled with the paper with the latest intelligence on the table and fell into deep thought.

What was written on the paper did not seem to be intelligence. After all, the lack of so much accurate information made people doubt the writer's professionalism.

But this was written by the best intelligence officer of the Port Mafia, and it was the most detailed intelligence so far, about the foreign psychic Michel Ende who suddenly appeared in Yokohama and the ancient hidden mystery sect, "Utopia".

"【Wuyouzhixiang】... Strange, have I heard of it before?" Mori Ou felt that he had heard of this sect somewhere, but it seemed as if this sect had never existed.

Maybe this is one of the secrets of that sect, Moriowa thought. On the side of professional psychics, there are many things that people with special abilities cannot reach.

After figuring this out, Mori Ougai no longer took the matter to heart. His biggest headache right now was how to deal with the subsequent cooperation with Sojiji Temple.

"I hope nothing serious happens recently." The man sighed and looked towards Tokyo through the glass again.

The faint black mist that he had just seen floating over Tokyo seemed to have disappeared, and the bright sun was still shining, dispelling some of the bad premonitions in Mori Ougai's heart.

"Maybe I'm too tired lately." Sen Ouwai rubbed his eyebrows.

*******

It's still the same illusory space.

Infinitely large and infinitely small, no time, no length.

There is only red. There is only red here, only the illusory yet real red light.

It was as if atoms suddenly became visible units.

But the concept of vision clearly should not exist here. But perhaps because I myself have become a photon to be emitted, everything seems grand and open.

From somewhere deeper, or shallower, from somewhere unknown, the sudden attraction is impossible to get rid of.

Only up, up, up, down, down, up, down, up, up, up, up!

Up up up up up up up

I don’t know what to do, I don’t know where to go, annihilation, resurrection, annihilation, resurrection, and finally it becomes a state that can no longer be divided.

I want to sink into this...

So sleepy...

Someone is watching... Someone is talking...

So noisy...

"Your parents love you."

The man's voice seemed to still be in my ears, like a thorn in my side, or like a solid anchor, pulling up my consciousness that was about to fall into an irreversible situation.

The journey upstream to Haiyin Temple suddenly opened my eyes.

What he saw was still the familiar ceiling, and he finally woke up from his nightmare.

This time, the degree of loss seemed to be deeper than ever before. He didn't want to think about what would happen if he completely fell into despair.

"Your parents love you."

The last words of the resurrected Officer Tateda seemed to still ring in my ears.

In the last few seconds before disappearing, Officer Tateda didn't say anything else but said this very seriously to Michel Ende.

But it is difficult for Haiyin Temple to accept such words.

"They are all just liars."

Throwing down a handful of fish food, the black-haired boy lowered his head, his pale neck like the new snow on the top of a pine tree, and spoke in a voice that was almost inaudible.

The goldfish named Sun Princess eats happily while shaking its beautiful red tail. The big red tail reflects a rainbow-like light under the sunlight, turning the water in the entire fish tank into a bizarre color.

[I didn’t expect that this passerby guy would broadcast live]

[He is quite handsome. I suddenly hope he is not killed by Lady Hachisha.]

[I am obsessed with looks, let me say first, handsome black-haired man, please be my 563rd wife, okay?]

[My little brother seemed to have had a nightmare just now. Has the harassment from ghosts started? I have never heard of Hachishaku Lady appearing in dreams. Isn’t that something only psychics like to do?]

[A quick aside, does anyone know what kind of ornamental fish this is? It’s so pretty!]

There was a sour feeling swelling in his heart, but the live broadcast that the system mentioned seemed to have continued into his daily life, and he didn't want to behave too badly in front of a group of strangers.

Walking into the bathroom, Haiyin Temple Suyou washed up as usual.

But perhaps because he realized that his prey had been targeted by a stronger competitor, the ghost that always loved to bother him in the early morning did not show up as usual. This was probably the only benefit of being entangled by that annoying and scary lady.

The restroom was not within the range of the live broadcast, and the personal information of the Haiyin Temple tour appeared again on the red-covered notebook, which originally had no words on it.

[Name: Haiyin Temple Tour]

【Species: Human】

[Vest: The King of Innocence (Do as You Wish)]

[Item: Evil God Training Notebook - Red (in use)]

[Number of draws remaining: 0]

[Faith value: 28]

[Trigger event: Lady Hachisha's visit (12:37:26)]

In the column of faith value, the faith value obtained by using Michel Ende's pseudonym to fabricate some settings the night before is still the majority, but there are still a few fans who are attracted. However, the faith value seems to be fluctuating, and the number goes up and down.

But Haiyin Temple Suyou didn't pay much attention to it. The change in faith value was within his expectations. Michel Ende's speech was just a small attempt, and it was inevitable that the faith value obtained based on some superficial impressions would not be very firm.

When passing by the living room, the originally closed curtains were opened again by some unknown external force. However, Haiyin Temple Tour has become very accustomed to such situations.

He could now even face Lady Hachisha's face, which was sticking to the glass and becoming more and more ferocious day by day, very calmly, and then draw the curtains as if nothing had happened amid the shouting of the barrage.

Habits are indeed very scary things, Haiyinsi Suyu thought boredly on the way to school.

Apart from the two-day holiday, he had to go to school as usual today, just like a superhero who saves the world has to hide his identity and be a good student. The black-haired boy seemed to be amused by his own association, his shoulders trembling and he smiled, a rare smile.

Lady Hachisha's attack will happen today, and he is not a hero who saves the world, but just a mediocre man who tries desperately to survive.

[Laughed, really laughed, what a handsome brother!]

[Is that right? I feel healed when I see such a smile before going to work.]

[I really hope this unknown guy is not cannon fodder. I want to admire him more]

[I feel like this guy would look better without his glasses, but it seems like psychics like to cover their eyes?]

When I arrived at the school, the seat in front of Kaionji Suyou was still empty. Tanizaki Naomi did not come to school today, but the teachers did not have any objection to the girl's absence.

However, after finishing the observation diary exchange activity of the Goldfish Club, he was stopped in the corridor of the teaching building.

"Fellow students from Haiyin Temple!" An anxious male voice came from behind him.

Haiyin Temple turned around and saw two people rushing towards him.

The one leading the group was a young man with light-colored hair. He easily recognized him as Naomi Tanizaki's brother, the one who was always mentioned affectionately by Naomi Tanizaki and even carried a photo with her - Junichiro Tanizaki.

But the other young man who was walking leisurely behind Tanizaki Junichiro was someone he didn't recognize.

The strange young man had black hair and was wearing a light-colored windbreaker. He had his hands in his pockets and his expression was different from the anxious look of his companion who was running in front of him.

But a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in Haiyinsi Suyou's eyes.

The young man in the beige windbreaker glanced at someone not far away, which made him smell something similar, and the discussion in the barrage seemed to have become extremely high because of the appearance of these two people.