The general secretary stayed behind to guard the square on the west side of the village, while other members of the Mibu Patrol Bureau guarded the mountain gate in batches.
"Actually, I can rest well at night."
Mother Bear raised one hand, as if raising her hand to speak.
"That move can be used back and forth?"
Ryoma's eyes widened.
"It's true that it can be used back and forth...but let's forget it."
The white Xuena patted her mother's arm helplessly.
"We don't want to recall that day. If using and not using are the same outcome..."
Although I know that I am a hidden ghost in the sky, how do I say it...
If you become a good person, probably no one will want to recall the time when you were a bad person.
Mother Bear didn't care that much.
"But I can at least change back to my original self and fight."
The mother bear turned into a big brown bear about three meters long.
"...Are you sure it's from our side?"
After Saitoichi was silent for a while, he cautiously asked Zuomura.
"It should be. In fact, it is quite small. Yesterday it looked at least ten meters tall."
Zuo Cun shrugged.
Saitoichi:......
"You are stronger now."
He cupped his hands towards Fujimaru Ritsuka.
Fujimaru Ritsuka:???
"Give me a moment, there's still some time before night, and I have to send some things up before it gets dark."
Takasugi Shinsaku, carrying a huge backpack and Himiko by his side, squeezed through the crowd.
"I sometimes wonder what the mountain god is thinking... He asks us to protect the village, and at the same time he tells us that the mountain god festival must continue... It's really strange."
Takasugi Shinsaku is responsible for the integration in this area, but he seems somewhat reluctant.
"I actually think safety is more important... Even though it's daytime, we haven't investigated the truth about those monsters yet, have we?" Ryoma sighed, "Those monsters might also appear on the mountain during the day.
?Just like what you meet on the top of a mountain."
"This is a tradition in the village. Even if the mountain god says not to do it, I think we should continue to do it." Toshizo Hijikata said with his arms crossed.
"...What you said makes me feel like I am the one who settled in the village later."
Takasugi Shinsaku scratched his head.
He and Ryoma were both born and raised in Kurokawakami Village...at least that's the setting in this village, and most of the people from the Mibu Police Station settled in the village later.
"It doesn't matter. I brought a musket, and Himihu-sama is also very strong. As long as there are not three to five hundred of those guys when we encounter them, we should have no problem at least protecting ourselves."
There really won't be any problem, those monsters have very poor mobility during the day.
As the person who first created the ghost, Schnee has a strong say in this aspect.
Otherwise, when we were at the lake during the day yesterday, we wouldn't have killed those ghosts so easily... No, killed them?
Ghosts are immortal.
Even if you cut them into pieces, they will be reborn in the lake - this is the rule of the ghost.
The person who made the ghost cut off part of the ghost's soul and compressed the other part into its own body. In this way, the ghost created will never die.
"...Come back as soon as possible. I have a hunch that there will be more ghosts tonight..."
Xuena reminded.
...
As Takasugi Shinsaku said, there was indeed no danger in the process of delivering the things, and it was indeed safe on the way back.
only--
The moment he was about to step into the mountain gate and return to the village, he seemed to feel a gaze looking at his back.
Click——
In an instant, he drew out his musket and pointed it behind him.
Nothing at all.
"What's wrong, Takasugi-sama?"
There is something strange about Himihu.
"......nothing."
Takasugi Shinsaku silently put away his musket and walked into the village.
--boom!!!
The mountain gate is closed, waiting for the attack that is almost certain to come at night.
"The feeling is so keen... Just like the cherry blossom tree will shed its petals, and eventually the leaves will fall and die. The beauty now does not mean that it will always be beautiful."
Under the torii gate of the shrine, a vague-looking black figure stood.
"In the past, I might have pursued so-called beauty or happiness...but now, it doesn't matter."
"Since it appears here, there must be only one ending left."
"It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not."
He stretched out his hand and pinched a piece of cherry blossom.
"The destruction you worshiped is coming back."
------Roar------
The moment the sun set in the west, a roar that made people's eardrums hurt came.
"So fast!?"
Shannan Keisuke was shocked.
The people at the Imsei Patrol Station became alert, drew out their swords, and looked in the direction of the mountain road.
Not surprisingly, the monster appeared.
"Hey, there are...more than a hundred, right?"
There was cold sweat on Saitoichi's face.
Those ghosts seemed to appear out of thin air on the mountain road. People's scalps were numb when they looked at them so densely. The air was instantly filled with a fishy smell, which was pungent and unpleasant, making people almost want to vomit.
"...I think we have to consider wearing a mask and fighting these damn things."
Nagakura Shinpachi was a little bit blinded by the smell.
"Go ahead...we must not let these things enter the village!"
Zuo Cun drew out the pheasant feather and rushed forward first.
Zheng——
With one strike of the knife, a demon was split into two halves.
Hijikata Toshizo's fighting style is somewhat similar to Takasugi Shinsaku's, both holding a musket in one hand and a sword in the other, but his fighting style is obviously more rough than Takasugi Shinsaku's.
While roaring louder than the monster, he rushed forward, drawing a gun with one hand to shoot and slashing with a knife in his hand. The swordsmanship of the natural Rishin-ryu was even rougher than that of the Shinto Muken-ryu.
"To be honest, I think the director would definitely be stronger than he is now when he studied Shinto Muken-ryu, maybe even stronger than Serizawa and Arami."
As he said this, Nagakura Shinpachi dodged the heavy blow from the Demonic Demon, dodged to the side and slashed the Demonic Demon's waist with his sword.
"Who are Serizawa and Niimi? What nonsense are you talking about?"
Saitoichi's speed was a little weird compared to other swordsmen, and he was also different from Samura. While fighting, he complained to Nagakura Shinpachi.
"Uh...who's here?"
Nagakura Shinpachi paused and scratched his head.
Why do two strange names suddenly pop up in my mind?
Nagakura Shinpachi felt something was a little strange...
But at least for now we have to keep fighting.
Zheng——
A demon was chopped into pieces by Nagakura Shinpachi.