I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"This "Bamboo Tori Painting Scroll" is actually a resentment?! No wonder it is still as good as new after nearly a thousand years..."

Hearing this, Araki Sousuke couldn't help opening his blindfold, and carefully looked at the picture scroll spread out on the table through the gap.

During the "retreat and practice", Mai Hanyu and Kobo naturally explained to him the common sense about "resentment".

At this moment, in his left eye, there is obviously nothing abnormal about this huge green scroll, not even a trace of resentment can be seen.

"This grievance is the result of the Mochizuki family's obsession with the full moon in the night sky for thousands of years. It will not absorb grievances like ordinary grievances. According to the records in the ancient books, the only characteristic of this thing is that it will actively absorb 'soul dust' .”

Looking curiously at Sousuke Araki's blindfold, Koji Mochizuki explained softly.

"Soul Dust? What's that?"

Hearing this noun that was not taught in "retirement training", Araki Sousuke leaned behind Kotori Yumaumi and asked softly.

"Ms. Araki has never heard of it, and it's normal... ah!"

As soon as he turned his head and almost bumped into Araki Sousuke's face, Kotori Yumaumi's small face instantly flushed, and her words became choked up.

"Soul dust is extremely rare. It is said that it appears when the pure spirit body puts down its obsession and returns to reincarnation..."

Halfway through the speech, she looked at Sousuke Araki, and for some reason became a little resentful.

"...a white spot of light."

Soul dust will only appear and dissipate within a few seconds after the pure spirit body disperses, and so far there is no way to preserve it.

Among the people in the venue, if the one who saw this stuff the most was the man in front of her.

Because, in this world where resentment is ubiquitous, the spirit body will be contaminated with resentment and turn into a resentful spirit if it stays in the human world for a while.

Pure spiritual bodies often dissipate on their own at the moment of death, making it extremely difficult to find.

And there is only one way to transform the vicious wraith into a pure spirit body and free it from reincarnation...

To become a Buddha.

"...According to the word-of-mouth records of the Mochizuki clan, when the "Taketori Picture Scroll" gets enough soul dust, there will be a reminder about the "Mochizuki Secret Treasure" left by Kaguya Ji."

Seemingly not paying attention to the two who were biting their ears, Koji Mochizuki continued to talk at a leisurely pace.

"Among these 'moon-watching secret treasures', there may be clues to where the undead elixir is sealed."

"Mochizuki Secret Treasure? Dean Mochizuki, you just said that this is just an obscure legend, if..."

Yamada Kengo hesitated to speak, as if he couldn't bear to extinguish the hope in the old man's heart.

If this picture scroll just absorbs soul dust blindly, and the so-called secret treasures of Mochizuki do not exist...

"To tell you the truth, in the Heian-kyo era, when the Mochizuki clan was at its peak, they spent hundreds of years collecting soul dust to open the "Taketori Picture Scroll."

"In the end, our family found a secret treasure of the Mochizuki Clan based on the clues shown on the Taketori scroll. It is because of the protection of that ancestor's secret treasure that Ayano was able to survive until today in the form of a broken soul."

"What?! Could it be that red one..."

In the ward, in Mochizuki Ayano's hands, the ruby-like conch came to everyone's minds.

"That's right, as long as you hold that secret treasure, no matter whether your soul or body is injured, it will not continue to deteriorate."

Mochizuki Koji put his hands behind his back and started pacing back and forth on the tatami.

"After moving the capital to Tokyo, Emperor Meiji borrowed "The Tale of Bamboo Tori" in order to fight against the ghosts of Hirashomon. Great Formation'...Although I don't know if the royal family finally found the secret treasure, or where it was hidden, but..."

"As long as the "Bamboo Tori Picture Scroll" regains enough soul dust, it will definitely guide the whereabouts of the secret treasure again."

Speaking of this, Mochizuki Koji seemed to recall something from the past, and even choked up when he spoke...

"The dust of the soul is fleeting. My Mochizuki clan has always been withered, and I am not good at extradition of resentful spirits to become Buddhas. When Ayano's parents were still alive, they also tried to extradite many spirits to become Buddhas, but it has always been fruitful. Very little, failed to meet the requirements of "Taketori Picture Scroll".

His depression, except for a certain unscrupulous young man with a blank face, the three spirit removers present all understood.

Whether it is encountering a spirit body that just dissipates, or turning a resentful spirit into a Buddha, for the exorcist, it is something that cannot be met.

The conditions for opening the "Bamboo Tori Picture Scroll" are so harsh.

"Since there is this thing, why didn't you tell me a month ago that you have to wait until today..."

For some reason, Tokimoto Ichiro's expression became a little cloudy, and the clenched hand under the table trembled slightly.

"You are also aware of Ayano's situation. In the past month, we have tried countless methods, but none of them can heal her soul wounds or awaken her consciousness..."

Mochizuki Koji gently rolled up the "Taketori Picture Scroll" on the table and tied it carefully.

"...If there is no way out, how can I pin my hope on this illusory 'undead elixir' that countless ancestors have not been able to decipher. Your Spirit Eliminators Association has a large number of people and a broad network. Maybe you can gather the hearts of everyone. Power, activate this item."

"However, even if you want to obtain 'soul dust' within the Spirit Eliminators Association, that is..."

Hearing the other party's words, Tokimoto Ichiro's face became more and more rigid.

Within the Spirit Eliminators Association, there have been only a few recorded instances of "becoming a Buddha" in the past few decades.

There is only one "Bamboo Tori Painting Scroll", and it is extremely unrealistic to want to bring someone there and wait for a pure spirit body that may not necessarily appear before someone dies.

"Grandpa Mochizuki..."

Before Benichiro finished speaking, an arm full of tattoos had already held down the thick scroll in front of him.

"You can rest assured, we will leave it to us to provide enough white light spots to let this thick, hungry thing spit out its secrets!"

Carrying the scroll on his shoulders, Sousuke Araki's eyes were full of fiery fighting intent.

After seeing Mochizuki Reina like that, he was full of helplessness and boredom, and finally had an outlet to vent.

The hope that is finally seen, no matter how illusory, as long as there is a chance, it is worth a try.

"That's right, since the ancestors of the Mochizuki Clan were able to do it back then, everyone in the Spirit Eliminator Association must be able to do it too! What's more, we still have..."

"Yes, even if I change into a dog again, I will work with my seniors to rescue Section Chief Mochizuki."

As if infected by his emotions, the expressions of Kotori Yumaumi and Yamada Kengo were also full of confidence.

If ordinary spirit removers try to obtain a large amount of "soul dust", it will be time-consuming, laborious and extremely difficult.

However, in front of them, there is a man who can be called "a ruthless machine for becoming a Buddha"!

On the night of the Obon Festival, the "meteor shower" that filled the sky in the night is still deeply imprinted in the minds of the two of them.

The tens of thousands of light spots across the darkness are all "soul dust" that the Mochizuki clan has painstakingly collected for hundreds of years.

"Nice eyes, it's nice to be young... If that's the case, I'll ask the Spirit Eliminators Association to take care of this treasure for the time being."

Koji Mochizuki clasped his hands in front of his body, and bowed sincerely to the four of them: "I'll leave it up to everyone about Ayano, and if you find anything, please contact me at any time. I'm also talking with top international medical institutions. Contact, continue to think of a way..."