The old house of the Kirino family.

Jingle bell——

The landline phone in the hallway kept ringing.

The only person in the room stood nearby, folding his arms and frowning at the noisy device.

"..."

After being unable to get through on the phone for a long time, Zonggu had no choice but to give up.

He completely ignored the possibility that the person on the other end wouldn't answer the phone.

Although it was agreed yesterday to stay at most one night, the half-hearted god did not agree directly at that time, so Souya felt that he had to go back first.

"Speaking of which, is there a TV installed in the social affairs office?"

Kyoko shook her head.

"The TV can be installed at any time, but there is no signal on the mountain. It seems that the satellite antenna needs to be installed first... I don't know much about this, so I'll leave it to someone else. They said it will take some time."

In short, it means it won’t work today.

"Yeah."

Zonggu had a headache.

In this case, Tsukuyomi would most likely not want to come back. He suddenly understood literally what "it's easy to invite gods but hard to send them away".

At this time, he and Kyoko were staying in a corner of the shrine, with a pile of burning papers in front of them.

The cardboard used to identify psychic abilities was very difficult to burn. He originally planned to throw it away. After all, no one would bother to dig through the scraps of paper in the trash can;

As a result, Kyoko came out of the social office and suddenly felt something when she passed the trash can. Then she picked up the piece of paper and started observing it.

Zonggu had no choice but to go over and explain.

She looked at the clear palm prints on the shredded paper and was silent for a moment. Then she took a pile of talisman papers and took him to an uninhabited corner of the shrine.

The spiritual fire caused by the talisman immediately ignited the cardboard, and the first thing to fade away was his palm print;

It would take some time for it to burn completely, and they couldn't leave it alone, so the two of them waited aside.

"I didn't expect Soya-san to choose to join the organization." Kyoko suddenly said.

Soya stared at the flames, "Isn't this what Kyoko planned before?"

"No."

She shook her head, "Because of Soya-san's resistance, I plan to hire Soya-san in my own name first... From Soya-san's point of view, it's just a part-time job."

"Yeah."

Compared to formally joining an organization, this form of employment was undoubtedly much freer for him. However, he was really resistant to it at the time and did not think of it.

"Compared to Miss Noma, my negotiation skills are still far behind."

Kyoko spoke calmly, and Sogu seemed to hear a sigh.

"I think this is not a difference in means."

He suddenly felt that he was talking too much, but the words had already been spoken, and Jingzi also looked over.

"What?"

"position."

Zonggu took a breath and gathered his thoughts.

"When Kyoko negotiated with me, she represented either Fuyun Shrine or the Spirit Awakened Organization; and Miss Noma was first Miss Noma, and then the shrine maiden of Fuyun Shrine and a member of the organization."

Jingzi looked at him, then rolled her eyes and looked directly into his eyes.

"..."

Apparently he didn't understand.

"Miss Noma cares more about her own interests, and so do I. And in some aspects, our interests are the same."

Zonggu picked up a branch from the side and pulled the fire.

"I am a person who escaped from hell. The things that Jingzi wants to represent are too far away from me."

He suddenly paused.

"Bundling each other's interests together... This seems to be a means, if she really has the intention."

He finished speaking, but Kyoko just remained silent.

All the pieces of cardboard on the ground were burned to ashes. Zonggu stood up and moved his numb legs, preparing to go back to the ancestral hall to sort out the information.

"I can understand what Soya-san means..."

When he turned around, the miko took the branch he dropped and half-heartedly moved the paper ashes on the ground near the roots of the tree.

"That's all."

...

As dusk approached, Yuzi came to the wooden house of the ancestral hall and called Soya out.

"Brother Soya, the festival is about to begin."

"Yeah."

He glanced at the sky, and when he looked away, he fell on her miko uniform and exquisite crown.

"I'm looking forward to it."

"..."

The careful dressing up could not hide the reluctance on the face of the young miko, but it could not change anything.

Zonggu smiled and followed her outside.

"This tiara looks very formal."

"Hmm, this is the crown of the day before yesterday. It is only worn when holding ceremonies and ceremonies."

"It's very exquisite."

"Yes. Brother Soya, do you want to try it?"

"May I?"

"Hey, do you really want to try..."

The place where the ceremony is held is in the atrium of the shrine. There is no special decoration, but it is quite clean.

Tamako called Soya and went to get ready. He saw Akane Kirino and three others on the other side.

"Have they not gone back yet?"

The three of them also saw Soya. Asaguri Suzu walked directly towards him, followed by the other two.

"Where's Mr. Noma?"

"I'm going to collect the commission."

"Eh?"

"Nothing. I thought you had gone back."

Kirino Akane shook her head, "We have been staying in the social affairs office."

"Isn't it boring?"

She glanced at Jingzi not far away and lowered her voice mysteriously: "It's so boring."

Soya smiled.

"But Sogu never came back, so we can't just leave like this."

"You plan to wait for me and go back together?"

"Eh...can't you?"

Zonggu shook his head, "It's not impossible. It's just that I went back very late, around eight or nine o'clock."

"Ah, then we won't wait."

"Um."

"Where's Hongzi?"

Yoshikawa was startled, not expecting that he needed to express his position alone.

"...I'm with Akane."

Kirino Akane looked at her.

"..."

The two looked at each other, and Yoshikawa suddenly understood what she meant, pursed his lips, grabbed the corner of her clothes and pulled her twice.
To be continued...