Chapter 139

This matter is also being discussed on the Tou-ei Japanese forum 2ch.

[There's been a lot of attention on Season 3 lately, but I want to share something even more terrifying.]

dy7+: Let me tell you, I saw my deceased grandmother a while ago. I thought I was dreaming, but it turned out to be real! But we couldn't communicate, and I couldn't take pictures with my phone.

Wake up, don't sleep anymore, you have to work tomorrow morning.

I understand now, your grandma has become your guardian spirit! So, let your demon-slaying journey begin!

You wouldn't happen to be the reincarnation of Abe no Seimei, would you? Hehe.

Most of the following comments are similar to jokes or teasing.

However, some people say they have experienced similar things, even encountering Yokai, and later even gods or deities.

Whether it's true or false, we have no way of knowing.

Returning to the site of the Buddhist Service held at Kōmyōji Temple.

The reappearance of the Blood Moon sparked a heated discussion among the crowd.

However, the presiding monk immediately said, "Please do not panic. Blood Moon also appeared yesterday, but nothing happened. So this is definitely not an ominous sign. It might even be a good omen, allowing our ancestors to better adapt to the atmosphere of the human world... Now, Buddhist Service continue."

Believe it or not, I believe it.

The host's attitude and the truth of his words made sense, so the tourists and locals around him started singing and dancing again.

Beside.

"That's because I intervened, allowing you all to stand here unharmed and die!"

Dekomori Sanae crossed her arms and said with an arrogant expression.

If the four evil spirits that followed could materialize and leave, it is indeed possible that a serious incident could occur. However, in reality, those evil spirits would not have gone down that path unless they were forced into it.

Even now, evil spirits still have to follow certain rules if they want to harm people.

"Alright, stop being so smug. You're talking like it has nothing to do with you. If it weren't for the Seeker of Truth's intervention, who knows what the outcome would have been."

Nibuya Morika couldn't stand her smug look and said with a disdainful expression.

"Even if the Lord Sage has 99% credit, Dekumori has 1% credit for death! Besides, do you really think we can't handle this on our own, you imposter Morisummer?"

Dekomori Sanae frowned.

You really dare to say that!

What if the Seeker of Truth the Dao who altered the heavens truly overestimated our strength?

Nibuya Morika almost lost control of her expression.

"Hey, look, there don't seem to be any evil spirits today. Could it be that they've all been wiped out? Or are they too scared to come over?"

Natsukawa Masuzu's voice promptly diverted everyone's attention.

She looked at the scene in the venue, where the dancing spirits were almost identical to those from yesterday, presumably having returned with the other participants.

"I guess it's because the spirits of the dead in the surrounding area were summoned beforehand, and since no one happened to die nearby today, it's remained like this."

Nibuya Morika did a rather professional analysis.

"That's a real shame about death... Ah, no, it's better this way for death."

Dekomori Sanae subconsciously forgot the origin of the spirit, and suddenly her expression changed, so she immediately changed her story.

"Death is simply a natural part of life; there's no need to feign it... Who in this world can escape death?"

Natsukawa Masuzu sighed softly.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on Hasegawa again.

If anyone can transcend the boundary between life and death, it's probably only the Club President!

"As expected of the Greedy Witch, she really can utter such cold-blooded words as death."

Dekomori Sanae looked at him with apprehension at the demonic nature that was revealed.

"Since nothing has happened, everyone is free to do as they please. Since you've come all this way, consider it a trip."

Seeing that the girls were getting bored, Hasegawa Izumi made some arrangements.

"Yay!"

The day passed peacefully.

They learned from chatting in the group that Rikka was also doing well.

Then came the last day of the Obon festival.

The Blood Moon appeared as usual, but no one was surprised. They were now discussing the meaning behind the Blood Moon, a seemingly taboo topic, but the authorities did not delete it; instead, they chose to make it entertaining.

As a result, all sorts of information flood the internet, making it extremely difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

For most people who never experienced it, those stories eventually become new urban legends, a topic of conversation and a source of amusement.

"Bang bang bang..."

Amidst the sound of taiko drums, men, women, and children, dressed in Yukata, danced the Obon Festival dance, seemingly offering blessings for the final journey ahead.

The original trio of the Far East Magic Society, along with the newcomers who were about to join, all relaxed, changed into beautiful Yukata, and participated in the final day of the performance.

"Club President, did I dance well?"

Her long silver hair reflected the dazzling firelight. The girl tied her hair behind her back, looking like an ancient princess. Her graceful and beautiful figure seemed to sway in the center of a dance floor. Then she stopped and blinked her right eye.

"Nice."

"Hasegawa Izumi answered without hesitation."

"That Club President can come with us..."

Natsukawa Masuzu touching her toes as she extended an invitation.

"Your sincerity is very evident..."

"Daga, Koukouwalu".

His expression hardened.

"Don't use JoJo's Bizarre Adventure references at a time like this! Humph!"

Natsukawa Masuzu stomped her foot and said angrily.

Beside.

Does Natsukawa like the leader?

Because it was so obvious, Yotsuya Miko became curious and secretly asked a question.

"Who knows? He probably likes her... but that woman would never admit it."

"Nibuya Morika thought for a moment and said."

"Hey, why did it turn out like this?"

Yotsuya Miko's mind was a little slow to process what was happening.

Nibuya Morika then explained to the other party her previous purpose for joining the club.

"Uh... what a complicated person."

Yotsuya Miko was somewhat unsure how to evaluate the situation.

After the song and dance performance ended.

This day arrived, which was also the final part of the Obon Festival —the sending off of the soul fire.

The ancestral souls that are being welcomed will be sent to the underworld.

Before long, hundreds or even thousands of locals gathered by the river, each carrying a lantern. The lanterns and the moonlight created a beautiful scene.

"May Grandma continue to bless your grandson from the afterlife."

"Jingren, please bless my son so he can get a good job after graduation!"

"Mom, I hope your soul can rest in peace."

As they chanted, they removed the base of the lantern and placed it in the river, letting it drift with the current.

Watching the twinkling lights gradually disappear into the darkness, the person standing silently by the river gazing into the distance felt a little comforted.

At the same time.

Hasegawa Izumi and her group also activated their spiritual eyes.

As they watched, the spirits that had been with their loved ones gradually disappeared from the world, their illusory bodies turning into fluorescent light as the lights faded into the distance.

Similarly, in the village where Takanashi lives, Takanashi Rikka witnessed a similar scene.

After each experiencing it, everyone looked stunned, as if they had gained some insight.

Time flies, and people grow old...

Perhaps only by transcending all of this can change things.

So this is the source of its extraordinary charm!

31 I have never hesitated to speculate about human nature with the worst possible malice.

The three-day Obon Festival came to an end, and the next morning, the tourists who had come to visit began to leave one by one.

"Boss, and all my seniors, see you in Tokyo later."

At the tram stop, Yotsuya Miko bowed very politely to say goodbye.

See you later.

"Goodbye."

"I'll give you pointers on death next time I have time!"

Although the girls still maintained a senior-like demeanor, they responded politely nonetheless.

"Next time we meet, I will assign you Assessment Mission. Until then, you should focus on your cultivation."

Hasegawa Izumi gave a word of advice.

"Okay! I will do my best not to let everyone down and to protect the glory of the Far East Magic Society!"

Despite her lowly position, Yotsuya Miko has become much more arrogant after the recent shocks.

Whether for her own sake or for the dangers she might encounter at any time, she needs to diligently cultivate herself.

Goodbye, everyone.

As the tram doors closed, the waving girl disappeared from sight.

Then they boarded another tram and embarked on their journey back to Takanashi's hometown. Some time later...

"Hiss~"

The sun blazed brightly, and the cicadas chirped incessantly.

At the station, Kōko, Takanashi Rikka, and her older sister Jukka were waiting in their seats.

After seeing the people get out of the car, the three of them approached them.

"Brother! I miss you so much!"

Kōko was the fastest, running into her brother's arms.

Staying at someone else's house for three days without her brother's company was quite difficult for her, so much so that she didn't put on any pretentious expressions when she saw her brother.

"Kōko, be good."

Hasegawa Izumi responded and then ruffled her Little Sister's blonde hair.

It still feels so silky smooth and comfortable.

'Sister Complex!'

Seeing his behavior, the others all thought to themselves that they were criticizing him.

I was sitting in the car driven by Jukka.

"Master, did anything happen last night? Death?"