Chapter 54 Abbot
Chapter 54 Abbot
On the way to the festival, Gen Hoshino explained the causes and consequences of his reasoning to Shotaro and Philip.
"So that's it!" Shotaro suddenly realized for a moment, and then suddenly thought of something. He stared at Gen Hoshino with a very unkind look under his helmet and said, "Why didn't you tell us that Fujiwara Kyousuke has a younger brother?"
"Ah!" Gen Hoshino, who rode his motorcycle to the festival with Shotaro, said with embarrassment, "Didn't I forget? And I didn't expect that the deceased would come back in this form."
"However, that's just your reasoning! We haven't figured out some details yet!" Philip, who was sitting behind Shotaro, looked at the hill getting closer and closer and couldn't help but remind him, "We'd better act separately! If If there’s anything important, just call the other party.”
"OK!"
"no problem!"
After the three of them separated, Shotaro was responsible for investigating the surrounding area of the festival site, Philip was responsible for investigating the foot of the mountain where the festival was located, and Gen Hoshino, who currently has the strongest power among the three, volunteered to investigate the least populated back mountain. .
Shotaro and Philip, who currently have lost the power of the Dual Riders, cannot transform into the Dual Riders together. Although Shotaro can transform into Kamen Rider Joker alone, it is still a little behind Gen Hoshino, who can transform into any Rider, and Philip cannot. After transforming into a knight, only the fang memory can protect him, but it's still a bit difficult when encountering dangerous changes.
The mountain behind the festival, except when the festival is held, no one comes here to hang out even during normal leisure time.
It is desolate, and there is not even a path made of stone bricks on the ground specifically for pedestrians to pass. During the climb, Hoshino Gen broke off a thick branch and used it temporarily as a trekking pole.
Even though Gen Hoshino had tried his best to walk on a fairly flat path, it still took a lot of energy out of him.
In order to adapt to this investigation, Gen Hoshino specially changed his clothes into loose sportswear more suitable for mountain climbing.
Wearing a dark blue sports suit, plus a black peaked cap of unknown brand.
Looking at the mountain road still some distance above, Hoshino Gen wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and couldn't help but whisper softly: "There won't be wild beasts here, right?"
As if God was responding to him, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a faint sound that only a snake could make.
Hoshino Gen's body froze, and he looked around in disbelief. He saw a very curious little gray snake sticking its head out from behind the tree trunk and staring at him intently.
"Is this the protagonist's unique ability to speak freely?"
Hoshino Gen looked at the little gray snake without any psychological fluctuations, then clasped his hands and recited a spell silently in his heart, and then made a sign language gesture to it like a deaf-mute, meaning if you don't mess with me, I won't mess with you. If you mess with me, I will mess with you.
The little gray snake nodded and retreated as if he understood everything.
Gen Hoshino just stood there for two minutes before he dared to leave. Before leaving, he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Don't say it, don't say it. I just did it temporarily, and it actually worked."
Gen Hoshino, who was now very happy, hummed a nonsensical rap on the way up the mountain:
"I'm always cramming, cramming...this song is a tree that attracts the wind! a tree that attracts the wind..."
Just in the middle of humming, Hoshino Yuan couldn't help but frowned. He lowered his head and wiped his lips with his fingers and said to himself: "What was that thing I hummed just now...?"
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"There are almost no people here! It should be the busiest place during this period."
Shotaro was still wearing his ever-changing suit and jazz hat. Although he was very eye-catching in his attire, it was a pity that he was the only one nearby. Even worse, there was only the abbot who lived here all year round and was responsible for taking care of the repair of the festival site. .
Logically speaking, tomorrow is the annual festival, and various vendors should be repairing their stalls in order to make a lot of money at the festival, but because weird people have appeared too frequently recently, No one knows when the weirdo will appear next. Although the Kamen Rider is protecting them, there is no guarantee that they will be safe if they are there. This also means that no one is willing to come here, and no vendors are willing to risk their lives to do business normally without encountering weird people. After all, if you don't even have your life, what's the use of making more money?
Even though this was not the Fengdu he loved so much, it still made him feel uncomfortable. Walking alone on the deserted streets with the surrounding houses closed, it felt like he had been abandoned by the world, which was disheartening. I want to cry from the bottom of my heart.
Shotaro looked around and found nothing, so he had no choice but to go to the host on the hill where the festival was located to ask for information.
Shotaro looked up at the wooden sign on the wooden house with obvious traces of time. He could only sigh and said hopefully: "I hope you can get useful information, right?"
After Shotaro knocked on the door a few times, he opened the door and walked in when he heard a response from inside the house. He saw an old monk in the courtyard sweeping the courtyard with a big broom. He swept up the dust and dust. Before Shotaro could say hello, he was forced to take a bite of ashes.
"Ahem! Hey - what are you doing?! I haven't said anything yet!" Shotaro was so angry that he took a few steps back to avoid the flying smoke and shouted angrily.
"Guest, don't you understand what I mean? Please come back, strangers are not welcome here!" The old monk closed his eyes but could see the direction of Shotaro. He hummed twice and then said while sweeping the floor, "The guest did not inform me in advance before coming, but paid a surprise visit. Don't you think this means disrespecting the host?"
"W-What?" Shotaro couldn't help but retorted, "But, uncle! I knocked on the door before I came in. Since you agreed to let me in, you suddenly kicked me out. Isn't it your fault?!"
"Hmph!" Monk Gujing Wubo continued to sweep the floor and asked, "It's my fault that I used dust to drive you away, but if you hadn't paid a sudden visit, why would I have driven you away! You knocked on my door, if I had If I don't respond to you, it's my fault; if I respond to you and you step in again, it's your fault no matter what. So, it's reasonable for me to drive you away with dust, isn't it?"
"What nonsense is this?" Seeing that he was rejected, Shotaro planned to go out and leave, but he didn't expect to see the old monk change his previous attitude and put aside the broom in his hand to make a request.
"It's not polite to come and go without reciprocating, a guest! Since the guest comes to the door on his own initiative, I still need to know some etiquette."
Shotaro turned around and looked at the old monk whose attitude changed quickly up and down unhappily, and asked: "What are you doing? Didn't you just say that it was disrespectful for me to come suddenly to the door, so did you drive me away on purpose? What are you doing now?"
"Guests don't have to be so different. I am the host and you are the guest. It is the right thing for a host to treat guests, so there is no need to worry about it." The old monk continued with a smile, "What's more, as long as you touch the soil of your own family, you will naturally become your own. .Guest, what do you think?"
Shotaro frowned, not liking the old man in front of him who said one thing but did another, so he planned to leave without saying anything.
However, the old man's next words made his hair stand on end.
The old monk smiled and said word by word: "Guest, you are not from this world. Right?"
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