When you enter the shrine, what you can't see clearly remains unclear, and what you can't touch remains untouchable.
Fujimaru Ritsuka controlled himself and told himself not to pay attention to those strange things that should be statues.
"Please come with us first."
Himiko and Ichiyu seemed to know something and had already been waiting under the torii gate of the shrine.
They lured away Samura Anno and Oda Nobunaga respectively, leaving only Fujimaru Ritsuka and Samura Eina behind in front of the territory.
"Miss Sorina, I...Miss Sorina?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka wanted to say something to Ezuna, but as soon as her name was called out, Fujimaru Ritsuka noticed that Miss Ezuna...or maybe the entire shrine had undergone some changes.
Samura Soina said nothing, crossed Fujimaru Ritsuka, walked into Gozen, passed through Gozen, and disappeared from Fujimaru Ritsuka's sight.
Fujimaru Ritsuka realized something and quickly followed.
The territory is quiet, and the room where Gozen is located is empty. But after walking through this empty room - what comes into view is the huge cherry tree.
Ezuna stood under the cherry blossom tree, raised her head, and looked quietly at the cherry blossom tree with scattered cherry blossoms.
"...You are not Miss Souna, right?"
Standing behind Souna, Fujimaru Ritsuka said firmly.
"Shuna" turned around.
"I know this question may be redundant, but you will inevitably choose to pursue the truth. This is your responsibility..."
"But, what do you think of the happiness in front of you?"
"Rana" asked.
"This is false."
Fujimaru Ritsuka said firmly.
"Of course it's false. You understand it, and I understand it too, but - if it's false, does it mean it shouldn't exist?"
"Shouna" backhanded the question to Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"well?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka was asked.
"I once asked you a question." He stretched out his hand and caught a piece of falling cherry blossoms. "The so-called heroic spirits carry a heavy part of human history, and their existence itself is equivalent to a piece of history."
"But if history exists on the front, it also exists on the side that is unknown. Those things do not need to be recorded as history, but they did happen."
"Every heroic spirit was a living person during his lifetime. The life we have lived may have been a few years, or perhaps hundreds of years - how can our life be clearly recorded in a few words in history books?"
"Before, you gave me an answer - an answer that was unexpected and perfect. It was beyond your ability but you would definitely do it. You have always been like this."
"After you get the answer, let's look at this so-called [singularity] and the [happiness] in this singularity. We all know that this happiness is false, but - does it mean that falsehood should never exist?
"
The mountain god used Souna's mouth to question Fujimaru Ritsuka.
Fujimaru Ritsuka opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
"You remembered it when you were at the foot of the mountain, right?"
"So, when you see such a scene, what will you think?"
The mountain god closed his eyes, and Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a trance for a moment.
Fujimaru Ritsuka opened his eyes.
This... is not a shrine, not under the cherry blossom trees.
But in a hotel.
What did she see?
That's...Mr. Ryoma.
Mr. Ryoma had a smile on his face and was arguing about something with Miss Aaron. Finally, as if she had made up her mind, Miss Aaron stood up and walked out of the room, saying she wanted to buy food for Ryoma.
After Miss Aaron left, Ryoma immediately sat up, picked up a pen and paper, and seemed to want to work, but it was at this moment——
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Sakamoto Ryoma lying in a pool of blood, his pupils trembling.
She saw Aaron holding Ryoma's mangled body and crying, but because of Ryoma's instructions, she did not take revenge on Renren. She could only watch helplessly as Ryoma's body was taken away and came to the beach alone.
, step by step in numbness and pain, walked into the sea and sank into the sea.
This period of history, which was only vaguely recorded, was clearly presented before Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes.
Besides that, there are many, many more.
In the torrent of the times, there are too many small tragedies and huge tragedies that have not been recorded. They are too huge.
In a daze, Fujimaru Ritsuka came to the cherry blossom tree again, as if nothing had happened. "Miss Ezuna" was still standing next to her, and the "Mountain God" was still standing next to her.
"We die with regrets. What I want them to experience is just such false happiness - because I can only create false happiness, not real happiness."
"We are no longer qualified to have real happiness. We already belong to history and are submerged in the long river of civilization. Real happiness has nothing to do with us anymore."
"And this...is not allowed?"
The voice of the mountain god was so calm from beginning to end, but Fujimaru Ritsuka's body was trembling a little.
"You don't need to give me the answer now. Just think about it like last time. No matter what answer you come up with, there will be people who are willing to break the storm for you."
Fujimaru Ritsuka finally left, feeling dizzy.
Who is the mountain god?
Why would He ask such a question?
This question...how should I answer it?
Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but feel a kind of...Should I say it was despair? Or was it some other emotion?
But all in all, she was a little depressed.
The singularity must be resolved, but do you have the right to deprive yourself of the right to happiness, even if it is a false happiness?
She hasn't thought it through yet - but she will.
The rain on the mountain road has stopped, but it has not cleared up. It is still gloomy, as if the heaven and earth are covered with a light gray veil.
"Samura, you are back... Is Souna asleep?"
Miss Aaron was still sleeping obediently. Ryoma noticed the return of Zuo Cun and others, turned around and said with a smile.
"Well, it's just a simple escort. As for Zhenna... something strange seems to have happened to her."
Zuo Cun took the test and smiled helplessly.
Ezuna was lying on his shoulder, already asleep, with her hands wrapped around Zuo Cun's neck.
"Let her rest."
Ryoma nodded.
"......I'm going back."
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked uninterested.
"Mr. Zuomura, I may have to bother you for two more days. At least...let me find the answer to one question."
"I will solve the anomaly here."
Fujimaru Ritsuka could not give any more guarantees, and her voice sounded a little weak.