The classification of the mountain god festival is "Redaisai".
It is not a prayer for a good harvest, nor is it a celebration of a good harvest. It is simply a large-scale festival held to celebrate the existence of the mountain god.
The whole village will participate in this festival.
The first is the stage of "inviting the gods". This stage requires witches to dance. The priest uses a palanquin to invite the body of the mountain god out, and walks from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. It is paraded through the village. There will be villagers wearing fancy clothes and walking in front.
Open road, very lively.
At the end of the parade, the mountain god's body came to the square on the west side of the village. This stage is the "god".
People in the village will place various things around the body, and the witches will continue to dance and pray for peace.
After paying homage to the gods, it’s time to “send gifts to the gods”.
The witches stopped dancing and walked ahead to clear the way. The priests raised their bodies and sent the mountain gods back to the shrine. The stage about the gods was over. The remaining time was to go shopping, eat delicious food, play some games, and finally
There's going to be some fireworks.
For a village, this is quite a large-scale event.
"...Wearing a yukata, fireworks display...why does it feel so familiar?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched his head.
"By the way, the role of priest is played by four people. The priests of our generation are Mr. Hijikata Tozozo, Mr. Takasugi Shinsaku, Mr. Sakamoto Ryoma and..."
"Mr. Samura?" Fujimaru Ritsuka answered quickly.
"No, it's Mr. Saitoichi."
"Mr. Samura does not work at the shrine."
Ezuna explained to Fujimaru Ritsuka seriously.
"I see......"
Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, indicating that he understood.
"Actually, I want Miss Fujimaru to help me these two days..."
Saying that, Enana scratched her head in embarrassment.
"What's the deal?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka became interested.
"This mountain god festival has encountered such an uncomfortable and painful thing. There are many steps that are difficult to follow the normal procedures...So, I want to at least let Ms. Fujimaru go and see it, Kamishen
What kind of food are you planning to prepare for this step?"
"No problem, I don't have anything to do during the day anyway..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched her head in embarrassment.
In the past two days, apart from sending letters back and forth, she spent the rest of the time wandering around the village, looking for points that could be investigated.
But to be honest, the most worthy place to investigate right now is Kurokawa Lake at the top of Kurokawa Mountain. Now that the road to the top of the mountain is completely blocked, she can only walk around the village to see if she can find anything new to explore.
place.
Now...obviously, no.
This is why she is a little anxious.
"Let me take a look at the list..."
Soina took out a piece of paper from her pocket.
"First, the Rikyu tea from Miss Sen no Rikyu, and then Mr. Oda Nobukatsu's..."
There seemed to be dozens of names on the list. In addition to the names that Fujimaru Ritsuka was familiar with, there were also the names of some unknown people. They were not historical figures. They seemed to be just ordinary villagers in this village.
"The last one is... Mr. Samura, ah, Mr. Anno Samura's chestnut gold dumpling."
"give it to me."
Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, took the note from Souna's hand, and glanced at it.
Everyone knows a lot of things.
"Then, I'll set off now and go to Miss Sen no Rikyu's place first."
"Sorry for your trouble."
Ezuna bowed slightly to Fujimaru Ritsuka.
.......
"As expected, you are here again, Miss Fujimaru."
Rikyu had already made a cup of tea, and when he saw Ritsuka Fujimaru walking in, he smiled.
Okita Souji Alter was still hiding in the corner, but for some reason there was a pickled radish jar next to him.
Seeing Hijikata eating this thing every day, I want to see what’s delicious about it...
"I'm here for the things I need for the festival."
Fujimaru Ritsuka came twice and got used to Sen no Rikyu's somewhat mysterious attitude. He smiled and sat across from Sen no Rikyu. After bowing to Sen no Rikyu, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
"About those monsters...do you know anything about Sen no Rikyu-san?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka feels that Sen no Rikyu definitely knows the truth, at least... he will definitely know part of the truth.
"There are some things that cannot be said now."
Sen Rikyu smiled and tilted his head.
"However, I can reveal some information."
Sen no Rikyu looked toward the top of Mount Kurokawa.
"The thing you have been investigating is about the village chief Oda Nobunaga. At least the idea is correct."
"The appearance of those monsters has something to do with the village chief."
"But this was not the village chief's original intention. Her original intention was to prevent the fear that could engulf the village, but now...she herself has become a part of that fear."
"There's only so much I can say."
Sen Rikyu picked up the tea cup and covered his face.
"The... fear that engulfs the village? Will the village be swallowed up?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt her heart tightening unconsciously.
"What's wrong? How do you feel now? Fujimaru Ritsuka?"
A certain light seemed to flash in Sen Rikyu's eyes, and there was a smile on his lips.
"As an outsider, don't you want this village to be destroyed?"
".......do not wish."
Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her fists and said seriously.
"Miss Rikyu knows part of the truth, so I will tell you frankly."
"Everything in this village is undoubtedly false. It is an environment pieced together from fragments cut from various histories, an illusion where the truth is unknown - but the happiness contained in it, I...
...do not think it is false.”
"In other words, based on my observations these past few days, if...if we weren't living in troubled times, perhaps we should have such a peaceful and stable life, although it will not be the same in history.
Leave a name in it, even though you won’t become a hero..."
"Whether it's short-lived or false, at least it's not wrong to let everyone have a warm enough memory... At least, that's what I think."
"How arrogant, Fujimaru Ritsuka."
Sen no Rikyu sighed involuntarily.
"Although I am arrogant, what I said...is indeed right."
She smiled.
"That's the kind of person you are, arrogantly doing the right thing."
"Will this village be swallowed up? I don't know. I'm not the one controlling everything behind the scenes, but I at least know a little bit."
Click.
Sen no Rikyu put down the tea cup in his hand.
"Do your best to stop it."
"Destructive endings exist, and happy endings also exist."
"Now, it's up to you to play a person struggling in the frenzy. Whether you will win or not - it only depends on you!"