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Mitsuha Miyamizu came to the classroom, and Shunya Yamanaka and his two female followers also arrived. Seeing Mitsuha's eyes, the three of them quickly turned their heads.

Hehe, it seems that this feels good. Mitsuha Miyamizu smiled happily in her heart and decided not to pursue the matter of Hojo Kyosuke causing pain to her shoulder.

Time comes at night, Miyamizu Shrine

Mitsuha Miyamizu put on the brick-red yukata and carefully knitted the knots that would be used to tie the wooden box containing the ingredients for the sake.

The knots were quickly knitted. After Hojo Kyosuke's explanation, Mitsuha Miyamizu also understood that if his body hadn't been used twice by that person, the knots would have been knitted long ago.

With the help of her grandma and younger sister, Miyamizu Mitsuha tied up her hair, put on a red and white miko costume, put on the gilded Tiantian crown, and put on bright red lipstick, and then helped her younger sister Yotsuba to dress up in the same way.

Holding the Kagura bell, Mitsuha walked tragically to the place where the ceremony was held.

Why didn't I switch bodies today? I just asked Hojo Kyosuke to help me dance the Kagura dance. Thinking like this, Mitsuha Miyamizu stepped onto the stage with a solemn expression.

It is said to be a stage, but it is actually a tall pavilion-like wooden building. There are two piles of flames burning on the left and right sides of the pavilion. When the cool breeze blows at night, little sparks will float to the center of the pavilion, adding a dreamy feeling.

The pavilion is supported by tall pillars, and those who watch the ceremony can only see the witch on the stage by raising their heads. This is a tribute to God and God's attendants.

Because it is a rural Rakuchi Shrine, there are no dedicated musicians, and the soundtrack is played directly through speakers.

The sound of the flute and taiko drum sounded. Mitsuha Miyamizu and her sister raised the Kagura bells in their hands and turned their wrists slightly. The layers of Kagura bells collided with each other. The clear ringing of the bells echoed, echoing endlessly, lingering in the night sky.

Bonfire, taiko drum, kagura, shrine maiden.

The Miyamizu family has been holding this sacrifice for unknown reasons for thousands of years. Who is the god of the sacrifice, what is the purpose of the sacrifice, and why the Miyamizu family was chosen...

Everything was buried in the "Kangoro Fire".

Follow the rhythm, turn around, roll your sleeves, caress the rope...

The wide sleeves of the red and white miko uniform were flying among the stars, and Mitsuba Miyamizu danced meticulously to please the gods.

On the side of the pavilion, Natori Sayaka was lying on the guardrail, watching Mitsuha Miyami's performance carefully. Although Mitsuha Miyami always thought this was a shameful thing, she felt that Mitsuha at this time was so beautiful, so beautiful.

It is breathtaking and so beautiful that people dare not look directly at it.

"Hey." The imperial envoy Katsuhiko Kawara came over from behind. He was originally asked to help at home, but he still rushed over before the festival ended.

"It's so beautiful." Natori Sayaka looked at Mitsuha Miyamizu on the stage with envy.

"Yes." The emissary agreed wholeheartedly.

"Huh?" Natori Sayaka's tone changed.

"You are more beautiful." The emissary quickly made amends.

"Forget it, Mitsuha is indeed so beautiful that people can't be jealous." In Natori Sayaka's eyes, there were orange flames, and Miyamizu Mitsuha was dancing in the gap between the flames.

"..." Imperial Commander Katsuhiko Kawara didn't say anything anymore, just let it be what you say.

Mitsuha Miyamizu walked toward her sister with small steps. The two sisters leaned together, holding up the Kagura bell with their left hand, and pulling the red string tied to the bell with their right hand.

The Kagura bell in his hand sounded from top to bottom, and the clear ringing sound continued until the red rope between the two hands stretched straight.

The Kagura Dance was officially over, and next came the part that Mitsuha Miyamizu regarded as a nightmare. She had already seen Yamanaka Junya and two female followers standing in the audience.

God, let me switch bodies immediately, I don't want this kind of life for a second!

He walked behind the curtain with small steps and took out the items needed to make the chewing wine.

The steamed glutinous rice was placed on white paper. Sanye was sitting on his knees with his waist straight. His left hand held the wide cuff of the other hand, and he stretched out three fingers of his right hand, picked up a ball of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

While chewing, Sanye looked around with his peripheral vision.

Why are these two guys, Sayaka and Chishi, looking at me so carefully? You are so embarrassed. Didn’t I tell you not to look at me?

And Yamanaka Shunya, that bastard, just stay home if your butt is injured. Why are you here? Manaka Mina, I heard you say I feel sick! I will write a note on the memo later and ask Hojo Kyosuke to switch bodies next time.

It’s time to teach you a lesson!

While thinking wildly, Miyamizu Mitsuha had chewed the rice in his mouth for the prescribed number of times. Miyamizu picked up the porcelain bottle next to him, which contained "Miyamizu" collected from the mountain behind Miyamizu Shrine, which is a good source of water for brewing wine.

Open the bottle cap, raise the bottle, let the cool spring water slowly flow into your mouth, then continue chewing, and mix the "palace water" and rice thoroughly until the two turn into a soft liquid.

"Kouchewing wine, which is said to be the best wine in the world, is made by mixing rice with spring water, chewing it up, spitting it out and sealing it, waiting for natural fermentation. Some people think this is a wine full of divine power, while others find it disgusting.

"The imperial envoy Katsuhiko Heyuan saw it with great interest.

"Do gods really like chewing wine?" Natori Sayaka also took it seriously.

Miyamizu Mitsuba kept chewing with her eyes closed, her long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and her bright red lips moved.

"Maybe it's not for the gods." Imperial envoy Katsuhiko Kawara said.

While the two were talking, Miyamizu Mitsuha had already finished chewing.

He picked up the wooden box with one hand and put it to his mouth, covered the lower half of his face with his sleeve with one hand, and slowly spit out the liquid in his mouth.

The milky white soft liquid flows into the wooden box, glowing under the firelight.

"Hey, I definitely can't do this. I definitely won't be able to get married after doing this!"

Voices filled with disgust rang out from the audience, Mitsuha Miyamizu didn't even open her eyes. It's you again, Mina Manaka, I'll give you a beating tomorrow!

Cover the wooden box with white paper and wrap it with the knotted rope you made before, twist it and tie it into a knot.

The sound of taiko drums slowly stopped. Miyamizu Mitsuha and Yotsuba held the wooden box and walked step by step towards the room in the backyard where the kuchizhu wine was worshiped. The unfermented kuchiko wine will be temporarily stored here, waiting to be sent to the God's Body for worship.

stand up.

Change your clothes and wash off the sweat from dancing Kagura dance.

Mitsuha Miyamizu held the shrine maiden costume and walked side by side with her sister on the road leading from the shrine to the house.

After crossing the first torii gate on the top of the mountain, we jogged to the stone steps.

The stupid little sister Yotsuba actually allowed her to sell the Kouzu wine online, with a photo poster of herself. Just imagining the scene for a moment made Mitsuye feel extremely ashamed.

I ran to the second torii gate on the mountainside and looked at the dark town below and Lake Itomori reflecting the moon. I thought about the shameful ritual and the boring small town life.

Sanye couldn't help shouting:

"I've had enough of this small village, I've had enough of this boring life, let me become a handsome guy in Tokyo in my next life."

In her excitement, a few crystal tears even overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

Although she was shouting, the girl's sweet voice still made the echo sound pleasant.

The pent-up anger in his chest poured out as he yelled. Mitsuba thought of the memo and Hojo Kyosuke. Yes, can't he be a handsome guy in Tokyo now? That guy seems to be from Tokyo, right? I don't know.

Not a handsome guy?

Is this a gift from the gods? Thinking this way, Mitsuha Miyamizu's mood instantly improved. She raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, with a bright smile appearing on her face.

Miyamizu Yotsuba, who was following behind, saw his sister yelling sadly for a while, then laughing happily, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down her face.

"What an idiot."

I think the dancing part was very well written.
Chapter completed!