Minamoto no Raikou, Kidnapper of Little Girls / Benienma, Reduced to Tears by Raikou

So Shirou looked at the Miss Shinigami and waited for her reply.

"You can usually find them in temples. For humans, it's better to go and offer incense and borrow them," Miss Shinigami suggested.

"Ah! As for the token, I know! It's on the guy with the afro." The Fat Director suddenly remembered something and looked at the Explosion Head Uncle.

"Wait, I'm human too," the Explosion Head Uncle pointed to himself, reminding him.

"Enough with the nagging, hurry up and take it out, uncle!" Miss Shinigami and the Fat Director stepped forward, one holding down the afro-haired man's hand, the other pulling the stone statue's hand out of his pocket.

The Explosion Head Uncle had stolen a hand from the Kishimo Bodhisattva at the temple in the mountain's abandoned baby cemetery before coming to Kamakura, which is why he was chased by Kishimojin, who had transformed into a demon.

Even after Shirou performed the rituals to release the Kishimojin and the Oni infant, he didn't remove that hand. He harbored a desire to prove his abilities with genuine supernatural adventure works, gain the audience's trust, and once again reach the pinnacle of supernatural programming.

"That was too brutal! No wonder that statue was so angry! If you wanted to borrow this, you could have taken it from the soul level without damaging the statue." Miss Shinigami said, looking at the stone hand she had snatched.

"Huh? Is that so?" the Explosion Head Uncle said in surprise. He didn't know such technology existed.

"Hey, Shirou, let me give you a try." The Miss Shinigami shook her head and handed the stone hand to Shirou.

"Ah, so that's how it is. In that case... it should be fine." Shirou picked up the stone statue's hand, which was forming a Buddhist mudra. As he poured energy into it, the hand emitted a jade-colored glow in the darkness, and then a Buddhist rune floated from it into Shirou's palm. Immediately afterward, the stone hand lost its light, and a red mark appeared on Shirou's palm.

This is the mark of the goddess Kaguya-no-Mikoto, who oversees the life, death, and reincarnation of children. She has connections with the underworld, and this hand is the passage to the underworld.

"Huh? The mark is on Shirou? You borrowed it just like that? That easy?" The Explosion Head Uncle asked, looking at Shirou's hand, feeling like he had been hit with a hundred-point intellectual blow.

"Yes, it's that simple. Now Shirou can freely enter and leave the underworld. However, remember that the effect only lasts for forty-eight hours. After that, the mark will automatically return to its original place," the Horse-Headed Miss Shinigami reminded him.

"Okay, I understand." Shirou nodded. There was enough time! He didn't want Mashiro to stay in hell any longer.

"Wait! What about me? If I don't have a mark, I won't be able to get out if I go in, will I?" the Explosion Head Uncle said anxiously.

"It's alright, Uncle. As long as you stay by Shirou's side, you can come back together," said the Horse-Headed Miss Shinigami.

"Is... is that so?" The Explosion Head Uncle nodded.

"I will go to the underworld with you and give you the map. However, because I am from the Horse-Faced Clan, who have guarded Hell for generations, I am hated by the creatures of Hell. Therefore, I cannot go to Hell with you, otherwise it will cause a great mess. So! Shirou! Please, you must rescue Mashiro." The Miss Shinigami said to Shirou.

"Yes, I understand, Miss Shinigami, I'm counting on you." Shirou nodded heavily.

"Okay! Leave it to me~! Well then, we're off too." Miss Shinigami nodded, grabbed the Explosion Head Uncle by the collar, and dragged him forward.

"Waaaaah, wait! Wait!" The Explosion Head Uncle was holding the camera and yelling, but he couldn't get rid of the other person's immense strength.

"Remember to film everything!" The Fat Director stayed in the hotel, waving a handkerchief at them.

"Then let's go! We'll use the gate to the underworld to enter hell and rescue Mashiro!" Shirou said, gripping his sword tightly, full of fighting spirit.

"Let's slay the Demon King!!" Kintoki said with a hearty laugh, hoisting his axe onto his shoulder.

"Prove my strength! Reach the top and become a TV superstar!" said the Explosion Head Uncle.

"Wait! Wait a minute! You think you can just walk over dressed like this? You'll be too conspicuous!" Miss Shinigami raised her hand, blocking the way for everyone.

"Huh? Is there a problem?" Shirou asked, puzzled.

"Don't you guys look at yourselves?" Miss Shinigami complained.

Minamoto no Raikō tight latex suit, a Miko -clad Himegishi wielding a sword, an archer in a shrine maiden's outfit, a spearman wearing a straw hat and a tailored monk's robe, a blond delinquent with a gold chain, and a wild monk with an afro—each one of them was overly individualistic; they would be conspicuous on their own, let alone all gathered together.

"Ah... because Miss Shinigami was there, I mistakenly thought everyone was acting quite normally." Shirou suddenly realized, because there was a horse-headed girl in a suit jumping around, which he had inadvertently overlooked.

"I'm not surprised at all! In the underworld, the Horse-Faced Clan is a powerful family! Change my clothes, put on black night clothes!" The Horse-Faced Miss Shinigami noticed Shirou's gaze and shouted angrily.

"Huh? Where are we going to find clothes now?" the Explosion Head Uncle said.

"You guys are really something, aren't you? Luckily, I was prepared to stay in the human world a little longer and take a vacation! This is a combat suit from the underworld! It can automatically adjust to the most suitable position, unisex, horses and cows can wear it, so humans will definitely be able to wear it too! Here's the tie too! And the leather shoes!"

Miss Shinigami a suitcase from thin air, and inside was a suit identical to the uniform she wore, wrapped in a transparent clothing bag.

Chapter 883 Minamoto no Raikō abducted a loli

Meanwhile, in the underworld, in the ghost city where the enormous demon king resided, lanterns were hung, and the city was decorated with festive colors, resembling a joyous wedding celebration.

At this moment, Mashiro was locked inside the castle tower of a Japanese-style high-rise building. In the locked room, a group of female ghost maids pulled her to change into a white kimono and covered her head with a white cotton hat. This outfit seemed to be under a spell, and no matter how she pulled, she could not take it off.

Mashiro, Mashiro could only sit there, gazing at the night sky through the rooftop window. She wondered if the man she longed for was looking at the same sky.

"Shirou... come here quickly... it's so lonely watching the moon alone..." the girl whispered.

Inside the main hall of the ghost town, a banquet was being held.

"Hehehe!!! Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Good, good, good! Rat! You did a great job this time. After I finish the wedding tomorrow, I will definitely reward you handsomely." The Ghost King was in a good mood, drinking wine in large gulps. His already red and fat body turned even redder.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," the rat-man said repeatedly, sitting in the lower seats.

The Demon King has now dressed Mashiro in bridal attire and cast a spell to transform her into a resident of Hell. Once the ceremony is complete, Mashiro will officially transform from a human into his demon wife. When the white cotton hat she is wearing is removed, a pair of horns will grow from the girl's head, making her a true resident of the demon realm, from which she will never be able to leave this world of Hell again.

Wearing a pure white wedding dress and with exquisite makeup, something every girl dreams of as a child, now feels neither joy nor a sense of gloom and terror, reminiscent of hell.

Before the end of the Edo period, Japan was influenced by Eastern culture and Confucianism. In fact, like China and other places, white was used as a color to mourn the dead. The white kimono also has the meaning of leaving the dead cleanly and without any regrets, and never returning after leaving home.

By this time, the group had all changed into matching black suits; if they added sunglasses, they could practically make a cameo appearance in a Men in Black movie. They followed the Horse-Headed Miss Shinigami to the void gate leading to the underworld in Kamakura. From afar, it appeared as a giant mirror, invisible to the naked eye.

"It's just ahead. Don't say anything, just leave everything to me," Miss Shinigami said to the group.

Shirou and the others nodded.

Miss Shinigami stepped into the mirror.

Stepping out of the mirror, they saw a huge city, with a tall city gate standing before them, guarded by two horse-headed men.

"Oh, it's you. You're back from your mission. You've had a great time."

"Okay, I took a few newbies on a mission and just got home. Let's talk again later." The Horse-Headed Miss Shinigami waved to the horse-faced guard at the door and led Shirou and the others through the door.

After passing through the door, Miss Shinigami winked triumphantly at Shirou and the others; she was still quite popular in the underworld.

"Wait a minute!" came a child's voice from within the group of Ox-Head and Horse-Face.

Upon hearing the voice, Miss Shinigami froze, her previous cheerful demeanor gone.

"Uh... Red... Red Lord Enma!"

"Who are you people? Why are you trespassing into the underworld? Answer my questions!" Enma-tei pressed her right hand on the katana at her waist, slightly raised the blade, and asked Shirou and the others.

"Such powerful sword energy." The samurai girl became wary, no longer daring to underestimate the little girl. Although the samurai sword was not long to suit the girl's height, it was filled with immense spiritual power and possessed the power to kill with a single strike.

"Run... run fast!!! Enma-tei is one of the top swordsmen in the underworld." The horse-headed Miss Shinigami screamed, then led the way towards the passage to hell.

"You think you can escape, huh?" The petite girl in the red robe moved with incredible agility, leaping onto the head of the horse-headed Miss Shinigami in a flash and pinning her to the ground.

"Eeeeeee! Don't hit my face! Don't hit my face!" Miss Shinigami lay prostrate on the ground, struggling.

"Surrender! Little donkey, leading outsiders into the underworld without permission and having them wear the Grim Reaper's uniform is an even greater crime! You'll be punished by King Yama soon!"

"No! My salary can't be deducted any more! And please don't call me by my nickname!" Miss Shinigami cried out in despair, clutching her head.

"Wow, she's so fast! It'll be hard for her to escape. She's so petite, I never expected her to be such a terrifying swordsman. Tsuna, you'll have a hard time dealing with her alone, won't you?" The woman wearing a straw hat on the other side said with a smile.

"We'll only know after we fight," said Tsuna, the strongest swordswoman here, her fighting spirit ignited.

"Shall we fight? Then, just in case, at least two of us should form a battle formation and attack together." The aloof woman raised her bow.

"But the other person is just a child?" Kintoki said, looking conflicted.

"Wait! Enma-tei! We have a secret!" Shirou shouted at this moment.

"Who are you...? How do you know my name, 'de-chu'?" Enma-tei tilted her little head.

It seems that, like Raikou Four Heavenly Kings, the Enma-tei here does not have the memories of Chaldea due to the different world. Originally, the Enma-tei was different from the Throne of Heroes and the Guardians who signed contracts with the Counter Force; she was Servant from Hell.

However, this world is different. It has the underworld and ghosts and gods. The gods on Earth have not disappeared. Enma-tei is not running the mysterious hot spring inn, Enma-tei Inn, alone with the sparrows. Instead, he serves as an official in the underworld.

Raikou pounced forward with lightning speed, crouching down to embrace Enma-tei and gently saying:

"Ah, Red Sauce, such a lovely child. I am Minamoto no Raikō. From now on, you can treat me like your mother, just like Shirou does."

'No, no... I didn't take it as a promise...' Shirou thought to himself, but there was no point in saying it out loud.

"Ms. Minamoto no Raikō? Wait! Let me go! I already have a great Doku-ba mother, Lady Tōi-ba, sob sob... Please don't kidnap me!" Suddenly being hugged, the Enma-tei blushed with embarrassment and anxiety, but found that she couldn't break free from Raikou's embrace no matter what she did, and said on the verge of tears.

Chapter 884 The Enma-tei After Being Terrified by Raikou

In her previous life Enma-tei died accidentally in a mysterious mountain hut during a time of war and famine. She was then adopted by a little girl who happened to be King of Hell there, and was reincarnated as a consort demon.

After cultivating in hell for a period of time, she became an official in the underworld who judged good and evil, assisting King of Hell in his work. Once again, she was assigned to manage a mysterious hut in the mountains, so she came to the human world. Out of curiosity, she transformed into a little red sparrow, wanting to go back to the human world to see it.

During this time, she was injured and captured by a wicked old woman, but was rescued by a kind old man. Meanwhile, the little sparrow stole some food, so the old woman cut off its tongue and it escaped.

Later, the little sparrow invited the old man to a mysterious hut in the mountains and treated him well. Finally, it brought out two boxes, one large and one small, and asked him to choose one to take home. The old man chose the small box and received gold and silver treasures. Later, the old woman heard about this and ran to the little sparrow, taking the large box, only to find it filled with all sorts of poisonous insects and snakes.

This is the story of the Tongue-cutting Sparrow.

She starved to death as a child and was reborn as a monster; she seems frozen in that moment. As a judge of hell, she uses her ability to sense lies to judge the souls of the dead.

But it was only during the years she managed the mysterious cabin in the mountains that she gained new insights through her own experiences.

She encountered a wicked old woman and a kind old man; her tongue was cut out, but she also received warmth.

The human world is too complex and contradictory. Are there more bad people or good people? Should we trust others or be wary of them? Should we not have the intention to harm others, or should we be both wary of others and willing to harm others?

Ultimately, Enma-tei chose to firmly believe in the 'goodness' of humanity. As a judge, she would not wrongly accuse any good person; as long as someone had the will to do good, she would help them. She would also not let those who did evil go unpunished, punishing them and making them repent. She herself also strived to guide the humans and yokai around her to become kind and selfless beings like the old man.

Doing this is not easy; as a judge of hell, she has the skill to see through all lies and immediately render a judgment.

However, precisely because of this, the kind-hearted Enma-tei is unable to harm those who have good intentions towards her at this moment.

Now, being held by Raikou, she found herself in a dilemma. Undoubtedly, Raikou's affection for her was real and incredibly strong, even frightening her. She genuinely felt that the purple-haired woman holding her wanted to take her home and raise her.

"Please let me go, and don't take me away, I can't reciprocate your feelings!" The Enma-tei pleaded pitifully, tears welling in her eyes, as she was being held.

"Raikou, let go of Enma-tei, this child doesn't like this." Shirou pleaded. The imposing Enma-tei teacher, who could make Tamamo-no-Mae, Kiyohime, Tomoe Gozen tremble, was now almost crying because of Raikou.

"Shirou, you won't let Mommy hold you, and now that you have a lovely daughter, you still won't let Mommy hold you? This is the expression of love!" Raikou, holding Enma-tei, turned her head away in a huff. Her overly frenzied maternal instincts prevented her from perceiving the true feelings of the object of her maternal love. It was so loving, yet so terrifying.

"Alright, alright, Raikou, this kid's about to cry," Kintoki said, unable to bear it any longer.

"Yes, you're holding him too tightly. It might be choking the child. Lord Raikou, please let go," the woman wearing a straw hat said, offering a more persuasive suggestion.

"Is... is that so? I'm sorry, Red Sauce." Raikou then released the little girl and said apologetically.

"N-nothing... it's alright, you didn't mean any harm, just be careful." Enma-tei had learned from the old man a long time ago that being a good person requires some effort, but she still silently kept a distance of more than three meters from Raikou.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft! Lord Enma, isn't this quite adorable?" The horse-headed Grim Miss Shinigami covered her mouth with her hand and teased.

"Next time, I'll assign you to the dirtiest and hardest cleaning team to get some training," Enma-tei said, glancing at the Miss Shinigami.

"Yes! I'm sorry! I got too carried away." Miss Shinigami immediately bowed her head and apologized.

Then Shirou began to explain to Enma-tei why they had come here, knowing that the little girl wasn't the unreasonable type.

As expected, after hearing everyone's explanation, Enma-tei nodded and showed no intention of arresting them. She said, "Since living people have been taken to hell, if that's really the case, it's a big deal for the underworld. Little donkey, you should have explained it clearly from the beginning. If that were the case, I wouldn't have refused you passage."

"I'm sorry..." Miss Shinigami scratched her head sheepishly.

"Um, what exactly is the Demon King of Hell? Can you explain it to us?" The Explosion Head Uncle turned on his camera and pointed it at Enma-tei, asking. Partly it was for the sake of the show, but also to save his own life. If the Demon King was too powerful, he could stay far away from him.

'Humans carrying a strange black mirror?' Enma-tei glanced at the Explosion Head Uncle, but still explained to everyone.

"As the saying goes, 'One should be a hero in life and a ghost among heroes in death.' The most outstanding people become extraordinary beings even after death. Some of the Ten King of Hell of Hell in the underworld are ancient Emperor. They are not only responsible for the areas they governed in life, but also for the entire underworld within the Eastern system."

"There are also some heroes who, through the influence of human faith, are elevated to heroic Servant recognized by the underworld; these are beings like these." Enma-tei said, glancing at Watanabe no Tsuna, Kintoki, and the others.

"Those who were bullies and robbers in life will become evil spirits after death, and the underworld will punish them according to their crimes. Those who repeatedly fail to reform will be sent to the eighteen levels of hell. Unless they truly repent, they will not be able to leave hell."

Evil spirits in hell are influenced by the hellish environment and gradually transform into demons similar to the hellish Oni Tribe, only more brutal. They cannibalize each other, constantly fighting and killing, enduring the agony of being killed and eaten at any moment. Powerful ghosts accumulate immense evil by devouring other ghosts, becoming increasingly ferocious. Eventually, a ghost that reaches a certain level of power will establish a city and proclaim itself a Ghost King. Those are the most troublesome creatures in hell."

Chapter 885 Loyal Watanabe no Tsuna

"There are indeed some special places in the underworld that may have gaps connecting to other dimensions. However, Hell is a space carved out at the deepest part of the earth. Because it is so far away, these gaps are very unstable. At most, such gaps would only allow some little ghosts to sneak out and cross over to the human world."

"But a monster with such immense energy as the Demon King would likely shatter the passage simply by touching a crack," Enma-tei analyzed.

"But that demon king appeared in Kamakura! He reached out a hand and snatched away the girl I care about a lot," Shirou said.

"Hmm... If it's really as you say, it's very likely that the Demon King has found a stable gap connecting the boundary. If he continues to freely wander into the human world, I can't just go and capture them without permission. The Death Squad alone might not be able to stop that Demon King for a while, and it could cause widespread destruction to the human world." Enma-tei said, biting her thumb as she pondered with difficulty.

"I understand, okay? I'll lead the way this time, let's go to Hell together to find that Demon King." Enma-tei made her decision, looking at Shirou and extending her little hand.

"I know! Thank you so much, Enma-tei! Having an expert like you, who is so familiar with Hell, on our team is the most reassuring thing ever." Shirou clasped Enma-tei's small hand and said gratefully.

"Hey! Lord Enma! This matter is of great importance. Shouldn't we inform the Ten Kings of Hell first before making any plans?" At this moment, the Ox-Head and Horse-Face demons who were following Enma-tei spoke up to remind him.

Enma-tei raised his hand to interrupt his subordinate and said directly, "No! All the King of Hell have gone to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for a G11 meeting. All means of communication have been shut down. If you want to send a message, it will take a day and a half to go and return."

That ghost king wants to force the abducted girl into a ghost marriage, but it will be too late then. Send a message to King of Hell, I'm coming out now! I'll take full responsibility. As long as I'm here, I won't let a living person with the best years of their life be harmed!