Chapter 605 – Seven Blessed Gods

　　”What kind of deal?”

　　”If I can get your sword to acquire a blade soul, I want you to go to a place with me.” Amamiya Haruhide’s expression had seriousness written all over it.

　　Lin Qiye’s heart relaxed slightly when he heard these words.

　　For a stranger, it was still this kind of pure and clear transaction that put him more at ease than inexplicable good intentions.

　　”What place?”

　　”I can’t tell you now, but that place is a bit dangerous, and …… the Banezu Sword can’t be used.”

　　”So, you want me to protect you?” Lin Qiye instantly understood what Amamiya Haruhui meant.

　　Amamiya Haruhide’s power came from the Banezu Sword, and if the Banezu Sword’s ability was banned somewhere, then his situation would be no different from his own in Japan, and he would need someone who could utilize his power without the Banezu Sword to protect him.

　　And an intruder from the outside world like him was the perfect choice.

　　”Exactly.” Amamiya Haruhide followed up, “You can wait to make a decision without hastily rejecting me until we go find that person and confirm if he can repair this blade and give it a soul.”

　　Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, but still nodded, “Yes, then we’ll talk about it then.”

　　Amamiya Haruhui’s body relaxed a bit when she heard his answer.

　　”Then when do we move?” Lin Qiye asked.

　　”I still have some things to take care of before we go.” Amamiya Haruhide thought for a moment, “Two weeks from now, go to the Fishing Boat Tea House in Osaka’s Shinsaibashi, put a 50 yen coin in the potted plant on the left hand side of the entrance, and I’ll be there to find you.”

　　”Good.”

　　Lin Qiye felt some emotion in his heart.

　　Worthy of being a [Fierce Ghost] level wanted criminal, even the way you connect your head is so rigorous ……

　　When Amamiya Haruhui saw Lin Qiye agree, he nodded slightly and turned around to head towards the mountain in the darkness.

　　Right at this moment, Lin Qiye’s voice sounded once again:

　　”Wait!”

　　Amamiya Haruhui stopped and turned his head to look at him suspiciously.

　　”We are now, considered allies, right?” Lin Qiye said solemnly.

　　Amamiya Haruhui thought for a moment, “Count.”

　　Lin Qiye nodded, extended his hand, and spoke solemnly:

　　”Lend me some money.”

　　”Welcome to the next visit~”

　　In the sweet voice of the clerk, Lin Qiye pushed open the door of the convenience store, carried a large bag of things, and walked straight out.

　　The current Lin Qiye had completely changed his costume, with a plain blue hooded sweatshirt on the outside, the hood of the sweatshirt covering the outline of his face, his head lowered, and a black mask on to cover half of his face.

　　As for the black trenchcoat that Nyx had given him, it had been transformed into a flash of night color plastered to the surface of his body, so that it was not even visible from the outside.

　　The only drawback of this costume was that whenever he walked behind any female, he would always be scrutinized with an extremely wary gaze, as if he was some kind of perverted stalker.

　　The oracle’s left eye seemed to have been remodeled, and Lin Qiye knew that his appearance had most likely been filmed, and if he hadn’t been unable to use the Forbidden Ruins, he would have long ago used Transformation Magic to completely change his appearance and body type, but in this situation now, he could only use this most simplistic form of disguise.

　　Even so, he was still deliberately avoiding all the surveillance cameras, fortunately this was also considered a suburb of Yokohama, the surveillance wasn’t very dense, so it wasn’t difficult to avoid them.

　　Lin Qiye carried a whole convenient bag of food and necessities, looked at the sky gradually turning fish-belly white, and after hesitating for a moment, walked in a certain direction.

　　Suburb, container.

　　”Little Yuzuru Pear, what day of the week is today?” Under the dim light, Grandma Tsuru, who was folding paper cranes, asked hoarsely as if she had remembered something.

　　On the side, Yuzurina was squatting in the corner of the mattress, reaching out and digging for something in the cotton wool of the mattress while thinking about it:

　　”It should be Sunday.”

　　”Sunday ah ……” Grandma Crane put down the paper crane in her hand, her cloudy eyes looking at the container’s door, “This week, we’re not going to worship the God of Fortune?”

　　Yurina froze, some hesitation on her face.

　　”This week ……”

　　Grandma Crane saw her hesitation and asked suspiciously, “What’s wrong little Yuzuri-chan, in the past, didn’t you go to worship the God of Fortune once a week?”

　　”…… No, it’s nothing.”

　　Yuzurina lowered her head and thought seriously.

　　Worshipping the God of Fortune was a habit that had been cultivated a long time ago when her mother was still alive and took the young her along to the shrine to pray for blessings, and according to her mother, only by praying to the Lord of Fortune on a regular and devout basis could he hear people’s wishes and allow the light of Fukui to bless them and keep them away from evil spirits.

　　Until now, she still retained this habit, but yesterday’s events had put her in a bit of a trance, and she had actually forgotten that today was another day to worship Lord Fukujin.

　　Then today, should she go or not?

　　It was reasonable to say that the police had searched for her all day yesterday and should have given up tracking her by now, plus the fact that this place was only two streets away from the shrine of the God of Fortune, so there shouldn’t be any problems.

　　But it wasn’t just the police she was worried about ……

　　After agonizing for a long time, she still nodded.

　　Perhaps it was as her mother had said, only by praying devoutly to Lord Fukujin would he hear her wishes and shelter them from the devil’s claws and teeth for their well-being.

　　”Go! ” she said, then added, “Grandmother Tsuru, please wait for me.”

　　Yuzurina pulled a small wooden box out of the mattress lint and jerked the lid open with all her might; inside were bits and pieces of coins and a few old bills, adding up to about nine thousand yen.

　　This is all the savings they have.

　　After Yuzurina confirms that the money is all there, she breathes a small sigh of relief and removes a thousand yen from it and stores it close to her heart, then stands up and walks over to the chair, picks up the staggering Grandma Tsuru, and opens the door to head out of the container.

　　The two of them followed the deserted and uninhabited road, slowly moving forward.

　　A few birds of prey fluttered their wings as they flew past the two men’s heads under the azure sky, and her eyes squinted into slits as the warm sun shone down on Grandma Crane’s body.

　　”What a beautiful day, Yuzuri.” A smile bloomed on her wrinkled face for the first time in a long time.

　　”Yes, it seems like it rained heavily last night.”

　　”It’s rare to see heavy rain in this season.”

　　The faint aroma of earth filled the city after the rain, especially near the outskirts, and the two of them, wearing kimonos and stepping on wooden clogs, walked down the street toward the city.

　　Yuzurina helped Grandma Tsuru walk for about twenty minutes or so before they came to a shrine with a lot of incense.

　　For the residents here, different jobs, different stages, different purposes require different gods to be worshipped, for example, for students who are about to take exams, they usually go to worship the god of learning, Sugawara Michizane; for men and women who are about to enter into marriage, they usually go to worship the god of love; and for ordinary people, the most common gods to be worshipped are the seven gods of good fortune.

　　The god of luck and summoning good fortune, Daikokuten; the god of wealth, Ebisu; the god of immeasurable wisdom, Vishamiten; the god of blessedness and freedom, Defense of Fortune; the god of good fortune and prosperity, Fukuroku-shou; the god of longevity, Shoujou-geo; and the god of good fortune, Bukuroku-monk;

　　Here they can believe in different gods.

　　But they cannot disbelieve in gods.