Chapter 605
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Chapter 605: The Seven Lucky Gods
“What’s the deal?”
“If I can help your sword gain a soul, I hope you can accompany me to a certain place.” Amamiya Haruki’s expression was filled with seriousness.
Lin Qiye felt a bit relieved upon hearing this.
For a stranger, a straightforward and clear transaction was far more reassuring than inexplicable goodwill.
“What place?”
“I can’t tell you yet, but it’s a bit dangerous there, and… the Kazuki sword cannot be used.”
“So, you want me to protect you?” Lin Qiye instantly understood Amamiya Haruki’s intention.
Amamiya Haruki’s power came from the Kazuki sword; if its abilities were restricted in a certain place, then his situation would be no different from Lin Qiye’s in Japan. He would need someone who could exert power without the Kazuki sword to protect him.
And he, as an outsider, was the best choice.
“Exactly.” Amamiya Haruki continued, “You don’t have to rush to refuse me. We can decide after we find that person and confirm whether he can repair the sword and grant it a soul.”
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment and nodded, “Alright, we’ll talk about it then.”
Upon hearing his response, Amamiya Haruki relaxed slightly.
“When are we leaving?” Lin Qiye asked.
“Before we go, I have some matters to attend to.” Amamiya Haruki thought for a moment, “In two weeks, go to the fishing boat tea house in Shinsaibashi, Osaka. Put a 50 yen coin in the potted plant on the left as you enter, and I will come to find you.”
“Okay.”
Lin Qiye felt a bit emotional.
As expected of a wanted criminal at the [Fierce Ghost] level, even the way to connect was so meticulous…
Seeing Lin Qiye agree, Amamiya Haruki nodded slightly and turned to walk toward the dark mountain.
At that moment, Lin Qiye’s voice rang out again:
“Wait!”
Amamiya Haruki stopped and turned to look at him in confusion.
“Are we allies now?” Lin Qiye said seriously.
Amamiya Haruki thought for a moment, “I suppose so.”
Lin Qiye nodded, extended his hand, and said solemnly:
“Lend me some money.”
……
“Welcome to visit again~”
As the clerk’s sweet voice faded, Lin Qiye pushed open the convenience store door, carrying a large bag of items, and walked straight out.
Now, Lin Qiye had completely changed his appearance. He wore a plain blue hoodie over his clothes, the hood obscuring the outline of his face. He kept his head down and wore a black mask that covered half of his face.
As for the black trench coat that Nyx had given him, it had blended into the night, making it nearly invisible from the outside.
The only downside of this disguise was that whenever he walked behind a woman, he would be scrutinized with extreme caution, as if he were some kind of perverted stalker.
The left eye of the Oracle seemed modified, and Lin Qiye knew that his appearance had likely been captured on camera. If it weren’t for the inability to use the Forbidden Ruins, he would have already used transformation magic to completely change his appearance and physique. But given the current situation, he could only resort to this simplest form of disguise.
Even so, he still deliberately avoided all surveillance cameras. Fortunately, this area was considered the outskirts of Yokohama, and the cameras were not very dense, making it relatively easy to evade them.
Carrying a whole bag of food and daily necessities, Lin Qiye glanced at the lightening sky and, after hesitating for a moment, walked in a certain direction.
……
Outskirts, container.
“Little Yuli, what day is it today?” Under the dim light, Grandma Tsuru, who was folding paper cranes, seemed to remember something and asked hoarsely.
Beside her, Yuli Na was squatting in the corner of the mattress, reaching into the cotton stuffing to dig for something while thinking:
“It should be Sunday.”
“Sunday, huh…” Grandma Tsuru put down the paper crane in her hand and gazed at the container’s door with cloudy eyes. “Are we not going to pay respects to the Fortune God this week?”
Yuli Na was taken aback, her face showing some hesitation.
“This week…”
Grandma Tsuru noticed her hesitation and asked curiously, “What’s wrong, Little Yuli? Didn’t you used to go pay respects to the Fortune God every week?”
“…No, it’s nothing.”
Yuli Na lowered her head and began to think seriously.
Paying respects to the Fortune God was a habit she developed long ago when her mother was still alive, taking her to the shrine to pray for blessings. According to her mother, only by sincerely praying to the Fortune God regularly could he hear people’s wishes and bestow them with blessings, keeping them safe from evil spirits.
Even now, she still maintained this habit, but yesterday’s events left her a bit dazed, and she had forgotten that today was the day to pay respects to the Fortune God.
So, should she go or not?
Logically, the police had searched for her all day yesterday and should have given up on the pursuit by now. Moreover, the shrine was only two streets away, so there shouldn’t be any issues.
But her worries extended beyond just the police…
After much internal struggle, she finally nodded.
Perhaps, as her mother said, only by sincerely praying to the Fortune God could he hear her wishes and protect them from the clutches of demons.
“Let’s go!” she said, then added, “Grandma Tsuru, please wait for me.”
Yuli Na pulled out a small wooden box from the cotton stuffing of the mattress, forcefully opened the lid, revealing a collection of loose coins and a few old bills, totaling about nine thousand yen.
This was all their savings.
After confirming the money was all there, Yuli Na let out a slight sigh of relief, took out one thousand yen to keep on her person, then stood up and walked to the chair, helping the unsteady Grandma Tsuru up before opening the door to step outside the container.
The two slowly made their way down the deserted road.
Under the azure sky, a few birds flapped their wings and flew over their heads, and the warm sun shone down on Grandma Tsuru, causing her eyes to squint into slits.
“What a lovely day, Little Yuli.” A smile blossomed on her wrinkled face, a rare sight.
“Yes, it seems like it rained heavily last night.”
“Heavy rain at this time of year is quite rare.”
In the rain-washed city, a faint scent of earth lingered, especially near the outskirts. The two, dressed in kimonos and wooden sandals, walked along the street toward the city.
After about twenty minutes of walking, Yuli Na helped Grandma Tsuru arrive at a shrine bustling with activity.
For the residents here, different jobs, stages, and purposes required different deities to be worshipped. For example, students about to take exams usually prayed to the God of Learning, Sugawara no Michizane; couples about to marry typically worshipped the God of Love; and for ordinary people, the most commonly worshipped deities were the Seven Lucky Gods.
The God of Fortune and Blessings, Daikokuten; the God of Wealth, Ebisu; the God of Infinite Wisdom, Bishamonten; the God of Wealth and Prosperity, Benzaiten; the God of Good Fortune, Fukurokuju; the God of Longevity, Jurojin; the God of Good Luck, Hotei.
Here, they could worship different deities.
But they could not afford to not believe in the gods.
