Yamiyo no Hotaru

Chapter 161

 The story begins with what happened half a day ago.

 The spiritual vein of Mount Anma is well known to those in the mountains that it is always shrouded in mist.

 The rich underground water is warmed by the blessings of spiritual veins, and it gushes out and seeps into the surrounding area. The atmosphere is hot and humid, and the air is thick with "Reiki (energy healing)". It is said that just breathing the air in this place will heal a wounds, revitalize a body, and increase a vitality. It is truly a land full of blessings.

 In such a place, where the very land itself served as a throne, his presence welcomed the guests. In this land, which had been stolen by the Tengu and was once his own enshrinement, he held a dignified audience with the various beings he had placed under his control.

 When he looked at the guest, it was really small. It was small, mean, and timid. Even though he was the one who visiting, he bows to the ground and unilaterally say humbled words. Sweat was dripping down his forehead, but it wasn't just due to the humidity. Upon closer inspection, he can see that the guest's clothes are also wet, as if they were soaked in water.

 Those who were made to bow down by the alluring curves of his body, are now growling with animalistic desire, one after another. Many roars overlap and resonate, shaking the surroundings.

 At the top, his presence silently, coldly gazes at the guests. Coldly, even colder than his own lacking warmth, he squint his eyes and gaze down from far above.

 The flattering and respectful words spoken were meaningless from the start. He knows well about the nature of these people. They are liars who pretend to be sweet and sincere without a trace of it in their hearts. Their pretentious introductions had no value whatsoever.

 Therefore, he silenced the growls. Understanding that the guest had caused displeasure, he immediately stopped the useless chatter of flattery. The others around did the same.

 He prided himself on being generous. He forgave the rudeness by taking the most tactful action. And then he asked. What was the purpose of coming to this place? Anyway, he already had an idea.

 There is pride in his existence. Indeed, his pillar is mighty. That being is among the oldest and newest of our kindred in the heavens, and his authority is truly miraculous... However, it is also the same for himself.

 Though it may be a mere shadow compared to the past, his heart still prides himself on being an equal presence. Therefore, he did not allow himself to stand downwind. He couldn't. He couldn't forgive. Perhaps the subtle differences in their ultimate goals were also a reason. It is not as pure as that being.

 That is why he refused the previous recommendations. His will remained unchanged even after several changes of disguise. He's only there to drive away guests and prove his position and way of being.

 With such thoughts in mind, he was left speechless by the words the next guest uttered.

 "Nothing" - yes, nothing. There were no desires, pleas, or even a single request. Only non-interference, that was all he asked for... It was truly a bolt from the blue.

 Why? In a conversation that wasn't long or short, for the first time, he was stunned and felt a mix of confusing emotions.

 He understand the scheme that this miscellaneous gathering has been planning for a long time. At the same time, he know that it requires power to accomplish it... and among the jumble of pillars scattered across the land of Fusō, it was certain that he was still a special gem.

 And yet, is it nothing? Not even a single word? How foolish.

 Does this guest really think that his existence is as insignificant as their worthless deaths?!!