I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

Arima Norimune silently picked up Bizen Nagafune Kunimori from the mat and put it back on the knife rest, "Is there no other way, Higashino."

Higashino Yu sensed that the remaining spirit of Arima Tadaksu Normal School was probably almost exhausted, and its survival to this day was all due to obsession. It might be able to last for a while, but not too long.

Dong Yeyu frowned and thought deeply, but did not answer Arima Norizon.

The super pure magic power that I have cultivated has the property of warding off all kinds of evil, and it is like poison to a lonely soul like Arima Zhongkang, and cannot save him.

I asked Haruhara when I went to Inari Shrine on the weekend some time ago, and she shook her head after hearing it.

It's okay if they are newly deceased, they can probably stay in Inari God's realm for a longer time. After all, Meowhime and the others are now Inari God's followers.

But Arima Zhongkang has been dead for hundreds of years, and his soul has not been well nourished. It is just hiding in the sword in front of him. The mortal world is not a place where ghosts should stay. It is already riddled with holes. Even reincarnation is a luxury, and ordinary spiritual objects have no effect at all.

She only said that only Takamagahara or Izanami, the great god of the underworld, could find a way to save him on the island country.

There are probably immortals in China who can do it, but whether it is China or the island country, these existences are not something that I, a white fox who does not even have a golden elixir, can come into contact with.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Arima Norizong lowered his head in disappointment. His already not tall body became smaller and smaller with his back against the wall.

He was silent for a while, patted Dong Yeyu, stood up and walked out of the Japanese room. Dong Yeyu followed him out when he saw this.

"How long?" He asked quietly while standing in the corridor of the not-so-wide room, glancing at the Japanese room as he spoke, for fear that the old man would hear it.

Higashino Yu thought for a few seconds, "A month? If the normal school reduces its activity time, maybe it can last until the maple leaves turn red."

"Only one month."

Arima Norimune looked sad and asked tentatively: "Then let's take Ancestor Tadakasu to Fukuchiyama after the final exam?"

The final exam is next Monday, and after the exam is summer vacation - Tachibana High's summer vacation is from July 18th to September 1st.

The Jade Dragon Banner will be held on July 20th, and the vacation trip and overnight stay will be on August 3rd, lasting for one week, which means that it will be quite busy from now until August 10th.

However, as it concerns Arima Zhongkang’s last wish, these things can be put aside.

Higashino Yu nodded without hesitation: "Okay, let's talk to President Yasuhara next Monday. Then they will go to Fukuoka first. We will go to Fukuchiyama alone first, and then take a plane to Fukuoka."

"No." The old man's obviously tired voice came from the Bizen Nagafune Kunimori, which was placed on the knife rest in the Japanese room.

"The swordsmanship competition you mentioned before is a martial arts event that brings together young swordsmen from all over the island, right? How can I, the Sky Blue Itto-ryu, miss such a grand event? Then you will also take me to the venue, and wait until I see Ayu win the championship, and then Go to Fukuchiyama.”

Arima Tadayasu said, he had an inexplicable hunch that after seeing Fukuchiyama, it was probably the time when he woke up from the dream.

"But your body can't withstand too much fatigue." Dong Yeyu pushed open the shoji door of the Japanese room and looked at the broken knife on the knife holder with a worried expression.

"Although I am old, I am not so old that I can't even walk. Just do this. Do you want me to return to reality with regrets?" Arima Tadayasu was quite stubborn.

The two of them had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"I'll go back and think of a way. Maybe there is a spell that can reduce the damage caused to Shifan by the outside world."

"Then it's up to you, Touya."

The two of them walked downstairs and parted at the entrance.

"Just send it here. Today and tomorrow are the last days of the weekend. Intensify your review and take the exam next Monday. If you still don't do well, your summer vacation will be difficult. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me online."

Dong Yeyu said while changing his shoes.

Arima Zemune was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Why don't we have a study meeting together? Imagawa also has the same idea."

"Will you study?"

Higashino Yu thought for a moment and hesitated. Miss Moon Witch and Jinguji would definitely come to the house on weekends. If Imagawa and Arima knew

Imakawa is okay, he is a dull gourd and his mouth is quite tight. This kid Arima is different. He has a big mouth, can't hold back gossip, and likes to talk nonsense everywhere.

What if Feng Ping is killed?

"Let's talk tomorrow."

Higashino Yu said ambiguously, said goodbye and left Arima's house. As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by a strong wind. He looked up at the sky, his face changed drastically, and the black hair on it immediately broke through the wind.

The climate in Tokyo in summer is changeable. In the evening, it was still a magnificent scene of burning clouds. In the blink of an eye, it changed its face. Gradually, the clouds covered it like a thick and dirty gray-black blanket. Just looking at it gave me a depressing feeling.

The rolling clouds occasionally flashed with white light like electric snakes. The evening wind gradually became stronger. The street trees on both sides of the street gradually bent and swayed, and the leaves were forcibly torn off and rolled into the sky.

After leaving the residential area, the curtains representing the business of the izakaya swing wildly and make a sound, and pedestrians hold briefcases and run against the strong wind. This is a Tokyoite with life experience - there may be a storm tonight, if not at the first drop of rain. If I go home before falling to the ground, I'm afraid I'll be soaked in the rain.

Eh!

Dong Yeyu put down the acrylic windshield of his helmet and rode in a standard posture. Occasionally he looked at the fleeting white light in the sky and suddenly thought of a person, or in other words, a dragon.

If we were to ask where there are the most treasures, besides the Heavenly Palace, the Dragon Palace would probably be the best.

Yuanjun is the princess of the Dragon Palace. Although it is the River Dragon Palace, it is probably not as arrogant as the Four Seas Dragon Palace, but what if there is a treasure that can save the teacher?

Then I am afraid that he will threaten to repay the favor.

Dongye Yu can be so shameless as to ask for treasures. After all, the lives of ghosts are at stake. If you don't use favors, it is equivalent to nothing. Only when they are useful, they are counted.

The reason why Arima Zhongkang did this was not entirely for the reward of gratitude.

Although I have known this old man for a short time, he is indeed teaching me what he has learned throughout his life with all his heart. He asks for very little and almost nothing in return. He is a respectable elder.

Dongye Yu thought of this and decided to visit Yuanjun in Taoxiang tomorrow morning.

Previously, this person said that he would come to Tokyo for a tour but there was no follow-up, and he did not leave any contact information. Later, I wrote to Taodong to ask and found out that this guy fell asleep again.

If no one wakes her up, she might sleep for a hundred years.

Fortunately, she asked her incarnation to perform her divine duties before going to bed, otherwise she might repeat the same mistake. Now she has no demon thunder flag. What if the demon comes back to attack her last time? Let's see what she will do.

About half an hour later, when she rode to the vicinity of Kosuge, the mobile phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated.

Someone called?

Higashino Yu parked the electric donkey on the side of the road, took out his mobile phone and saw that it was manager Kasahara Masato.

I have resigned for so many days, and suddenly I received a call. I don't know if it is because of work or something else.

Higashino Yu thought to himself, answered the phone, and asked: "Mr. Kasahara?"

"Higashino-kun, I'm sorry to bother you, but I really have no other way to find you." Mr. Kasahara's voice on the other end of the phone was quite helpless.

Higashino Yu was a little curious when he heard this: "What happened?"

"It's not a big deal. It's that Miss Hashimoto who came to the store and kept asking you to pick her up. She looked like she was drunk. If it was another customer who was drunk, the store would have a set of reasonable ways to take care of her, but this customer seems to be closer to you, Higashino?"

Masato Kasahara said more restrainedly, "Are you going to pick her up?"

Is Hashimoto drunk?

Higashino Yu felt a little weird for some reason, but he quickly replied: "I'll be there right away."

"Okay, please be quick, she doesn't seem to be in a good condition."

After hanging up the phone, Higashino Yu stayed there and pondered for a moment, and the more he thought about it, the more strange it became.

This senior from Sunshine Garden has worked hard all the way from an orphan to the present, and has bought a house and a car. He can be regarded as a foothold in Tokyo. It's not easy. He has good character, good living habits, and few hobbies. He likes to stay at home reading magazines and doing design on weekdays. He has the feeling of an abstinent big sister.

It was unusual for her to get drunk alone.

Did she encounter any misfortune?

Or did something happen to Mayuri?

Higashino Yu guessed in his heart and drove back at full speed. Kosuge was not far from Minamisenju where the Duke Kobayashi's residence was located. He soon arrived outside the restaurant. At this time, the sky had already started to drizzle, and the wind was getting stronger, and it was about to evolve into a rainstorm.

The bright windows of the restaurant showed the bright warm yellow lights inside, giving people a warm and quiet feeling.

Pushing open the door of the restaurant, he greeted the waiters and guests he knew. Some guests thought that Higashino Yu would come back sooner or later, and still came several times a week. When they saw him appear in the restaurant, they thought he was back to work, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

A fat lady stretched out her hand to him, but she timidly shrank back at the end, as if she saw the bright moon in the sky and wanted to pick it, but suddenly realized that it was just something she could only hope for but could not reach.

"Higashino-kun--" she called out, her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated, as if she had returned to her teenage years.

The boy looked back and smiled, but his words were no longer as poetic as before, but very vulgar.

"Mrs. Toda, enjoy your meal. I need to take care of something over there. Excuse me."

Kasahara Masato saw Higashino Yu coming in from a distance and waved: "Higashino-kun, here."

The seat that Hashimoto Lisa chose to eat was not a very good one. It was not by the window and was not quiet. The waiters would pass by. It was not a very good seat for eating. Maybe she sat here because there was no seat?

When Higashino Yu approached, Kasahara Masato looked up and smiled: "I haven't seen you for a month. Higashino-kun looks a lot more stable."

"Mr. Kasahara is still as charming as ever. Is this Hashimoto sister?"

Higashino Yu walked over and exchanged a few words with Kasahara Masato. He looked at the woman who was drunk and lying on the dining table. He only took a glance and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The person in front of me was wearing a revealing and gorgeous high-slit cheongsam, with a pair of round and slender long legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. There was a touch of white on her chest that was dazzling, and the deep ravines almost sucked people's souls in. She looked exactly like Sister Hashimoto, but both her aura and clothing were far different.

Not only that, she also had a strong demonic aura.

As if she had sensed the approach of Higashino Yu, the drunken 'Hashimoto Lisa' on the table opened her eyes, revealing a pair of blurred charming eyes and voice. The passing waiter only heard a few words and subconsciously walked with his body bent.

"You are here, don't you want to help me?"

"You can walk by yourself?" Higashino Yu said with a smile, then said goodbye to Kasahara Masato and walked out of the restaurant by himself.

I know it's a demon but I still go to help it. Who knows what trap there is. Do you think I'm stupid?

"It's so charming." 'Risa Hashimoto' didn't care, picked up her bag and followed unsteadily, causing many of Higashino Yu's regular patrons in the restaurant to gnash their teeth and secretly curse at vixens.

Kasahara Masato looked at the two people leaving strangely. Was there a conflict?

Thinking like this, I glanced around the restaurant and saw some noble ladies and white-collar workers looking ashen, stroking their foreheads and sighing. After this, the performance will probably be even more ugly.

How about recruiting some good-looking male high school students? He rubbed his chin and began to think about the feasibility.

The two of them left the restaurant, and the light rain that had just been pouring now turned into a curtain of rain. The bright and bright lights of the commercial street became dim, and the pedestrians on the street ran to hide from the rain, shouting.

The consequences of going out without an umbrella.

Dong Yeyu leisurely took out the Paradise Umbrella from his schoolbag, opened it, came to Wu Zui's side, and brushed the rainwater on the seat casually.

"Where is she?"

Dong Yeyu asked casually, his voice seemed to be soaked by rain and a little cold.

"Who are you asking, Mr. Higashino?" 'Risa Hashimoto' said softly, walking into the rain and standing behind Higashino Yu, with an indifferent expression.

"Hashimoto-nee and Mayuri, where are they?"

Higashino Yu calmly took off the sword pouch from his shoulder and pulled out the Chengming Ichimonji Changguang. The ivory white scabbard had a warm jade-like texture under the warm light from the street lamps and restaurant windows. He held the hilt of the sword. .

'Risa Hashimoto' said with a smile: "Mayuri, of course you are at home. As for Hashimoto-san? Aren't I right here?"

"Shut up!"

Clang!

The skin-tightening blade appeared on the tip of 'Hashimoto Risa''s nose like a flicker. The blade of the sword was like a clear moonlight, pure and cold. Higashino Yu snorted coldly: "Monster, I can tell at a glance that you are not human. !”

The spiritual sword that had killed dozens of demons also sensed the aura of the demons, and as soon as it was unsheathed, a frightening killing intent surged out.

'Risa Hashimoto' was startled and looked a little surprised, but she quickly returned to her previous smile and calmness: "Did you misunderstand Higashino-kun?"

"Stop pretending, you have the stench of a demon and the smell of human blood that cannot be washed away even if you jump into the Pacific Ocean. Tell the truth about the whereabouts of Sister Hashimoto and Mayuri, and I will let you die a happy death."