This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame-Chapter 617 - 384: I Want to Knead (4000 Words)_2

As an acquaintance of Beichuan Si, Shen Gu Mirai certainly had an impression of Magong Tong.

"That’s indeed my sister."

Magong Yongshi nodded in response.

This was quite unexpected.

Shen Gu Mirai withdrew her curious gaze and handed conversational control over to the newly present Magong Yongshi and Beichuan Si.

She saw the question directed at Beichuan Si from the other side, "Mr. Temple, do you intend to use the Mouchi Witch’s Certificate on Miss Mirai?"

Beichuan Si didn’t respond immediately, instead, he looked towards Shen Gu Mirai as if seeking her opinion,

"I haven’t asked for Mirai’s consent yet."

Being looked at by Beichuan Si like that, Shen Gu Mirai just felt her face flush.

She had signed a marriage application form earlier and had become more delicate and sensitive than before.

Although intimate actions could still be performed—

But in front of Magong Yongshi...

"I’ve thought it through."

Shen Gu Mirai maintained a natural expression as she responded.

Hearing her response, Magong Yongshi kindly reminded her at the side, "Miss Mirai actually doesn’t need to rush this decision. If you accept the handover ritual, returning to a peaceful life might prove difficult. For normal people, having malevolent spirits invade their lives isn’t a good thing, and it’s even more so for those with good intentions, as malevolent spirits can strengthen themselves by devouring these good intentions."

Grateful for Magong Yongshi’s warning, Shen Gu Mirai then firmly stated, "I’ve made up my mind."

Each time Beichuan Si left for dangerous places, Shen Gu Mirai would blame herself for her lack of abilities.

Now, with such an opportunity before her, Shen Gu Mirai naturally wouldn’t hesitate.

Having received Shen Gu Mirai’s response, neither Magong Yongshi nor Beichuan Si hesitated any further.

Nishijou Kurenai, who had been making props upstairs, was called down by Beichuan Si, and Shenzhu Shihui, who had been busy playing with her phone, was also summoned by Magong Yongshi.

"My sister and I once underwent the handover ritual at both the Magong Family and Shenzhu Family. We have experience in this matter. We will use our good intentions to protect your body, Miss Mirai. You just need to focus on feeling the good intentions in the handed-over object."

"The good intentions guided into your body, the more you absorb, the greater your own pool of good intentions will be... There are differences in physique that absorbs good intentions but generally speaking, absorbing seventy percent should pose no problem. Also, while accepting the handed-over object’s good intentions, some scattered memories might flow in, but you don’t have to pay them special attention."

Magong Yongshi said as he sat upright.

"I understand."

Shen Gu Mirai, following Magong Yongshi’s instructions, tried her best to relax and closed her eyes.

Then—

A pale-gold stream surged up.

Nishijou Kurenai, Magong Yongshi, Shenzhu Shihui, their good intentions interlinked with the good intentions hidden in the Mouchi Witch’s Certificate.

In just an instant, Shen Gu Mirai felt a warm current surge into her body.

At the same time.

Shen Gu Mirai felt her brain slowly empty amidst these warm currents.

Then she heard a series of melodious, intermittent children’s songs in her ears.

It was an indescribable... ancient and worn children’s song.

"Man-eating imp, pat pat, drooling imp is coming quietly."

"Cherry blossoms, cherry blossoms, underneath are buried corpses."

"Mouchi, Mouchi, life as thin as paper." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Colorful, colorful cherry blossoms, hiding corpses beneath."

"Clatter, clatter... swaying, absolutely mute corpses."

In the middle, something was missing... or perhaps it flashed across Shen Gu Mirai’s mind.

A chilling, heavy tune landed heavily!

"Blood also—"

"Dried! Up!"

Huh?!

Shen Gu Mirai’s expression changed, and her eyes unconsciously opened.

She looked towards Magong Yongshi and the others.

Magong Yongshi and the others also looked at her.

Shen Gu Mirai glanced around her, then opened her mouth, appearing somewhat startled, "Is it over?"

Why did it feel like it had just started?

"Miss Mirai, you might not be aware. After receiving the handed-over object, you’ve been sitting here for nearly half an hour," Magong Yongshi reminded her.

"Half an hour?!" Shen Gu Mirai looked astonished.

How could she feel it had only been a minute or two?

Shen Gu Mirai pulled out her phone, glanced at the time.

Just as Magong Yongshi had said, the previous time was five-thirty, but now it was already past six-ten.

Upon seeing this, even Beichuan Si frowned, "Could it be some negative effect?"

For Beichuan Si, losing a Mouchi Witch’s Certificate wasn’t too regrettable, but causing trouble for Shen Gu Mirai... that would be a real mess.

"I don’t feel uncomfortable or anything," Shen Gu Mirai said, clutching her phone as she tried to stretch her body.

She was still the same Shen Gu Mirai, hardly feeling any different.

If there really was something to point out—

Snap!!!

A crisp sound came from her hand, leaving Shen Gu Mirai looking around in confusion.

She was holding her phone.

But the screen of the phone—

was completely shattered.

Even the side of the phone she was holding was indented.

"My phone!!!" Shen Gu Mirai’s face turned pale.

"..." Beichuan Si.

He ignored Shen Gu Mirai’s nearly tearful expression and simply rested his chin on his hand, quietly thinking.

It seemed that the Mouchi Witch’s Certificate wasn’t just about increasing the total amount of goodwill and an attached exorcism technique.

Looking at Shen Gu Mirai, it seemed like her physical condition had also improved.

This was somewhat beyond Beichuan Si’s expectations.

"Mr. Temple! My phone—" Shen Gu Mirai looked at Beichuan Si with teary eyes.

"Just buy a new one," Beichuan Si said expressionlessly.

It was just a phone, if Shen Gu Mirai wanted one, Beichuan Si could buy her a new one.

"It’s not about that!" Shen Gu Mirai shivered anxiously.

A phone was just a trivial matter.

She could replace it anytime she wanted.

The important thing was that inside... inside were many photos of Beichuan Si! And there was also that particular photo she especially liked, a winter photo of Beichuan Si.

All of those, crushed by her hand... all gone.

Looking at the miserable state of the phone, fixing it seemed futile.

She wasn’t even sure if the sim card had survived.

Thinking of all these, Shen Gu Mirai became as frantic as an ant on a hot pan.

"Mr. Temple! What should we do, Mr. Temple!"

Her hands grabbed the expressionless Beichuan Si’s shoulders.

With a show of strength, she actually pulled him up from the sofa.

"..." Beichuan Si.

This strength...

Beichuan Si raised an eyebrow.

Right now, Shen Gu Mirai’s physical condition was almost three times that of an ordinary person.

It was clear from the strength she just showcased.

But Beichuan Si couldn’t understand why Shen Gu Mirai was making such a fuss over a phone.

He thought for a moment and said, "Do you care about this phone that much?"

"Of course! There are quite a few photos of you, Mr. Temple! I secretly took a lot! And Mr. Temple you—uh..."

Shen Gu Mirai covered her mouth.

Her previously excited expression immediately calmed down.

She knew she had misspoken in a moment of carelessness.

She had never told him about taking his photos secretly.

In Japan, taking photos secretly was technically a crime.

Shen Gu Mirai cautiously raised her head.

Then, Beichuan Si pinched her face.

It seemed like Beichuan Si was indeed a bit angry.

Shen Gu Mirai only felt her face being roughly kneaded by Beichuan Si’s hand.

Until her cheeks turned red did Beichuan Si put his hand down expressionlessly, turning his gaze away.

Feeling Beichuan Si’s gaze, Shen Gu Mirai also tensed up, bowing to Beichuan Si, "Sorry, sorry, Mr. Temple!"

To this, Beichuan Si replied succinctly, "I don’t mind, so you don’t need to apologize."

Huh? Not minding?

Shen Gu Mirai, still feeling the pain on her face, was dumbfounded by his words, "Then why did you knead my face so hard, Mr. Temple?"

Beichuan Si answered.

His voice was calm, with an indescribable sense of righteousness, and his words left Shen Gu Mirai speechless.

It was a simple sentence—

"I wanted to knead."