Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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"How presumptuous of them, still insisting on coming over..."

The red spider lily sat on the couch made of eerie flames, her expression and posture unchanged from usual.

Of course, the spider lily didn't come here to watch the dead suffer with a twisted sense of humor. Instead, it used its spiritual power to manipulate its flowers so that it could work more efficiently and complete its deal with Yama.

"Oh? This is a visitor I've never seen before."

The spider lily, sensing something, looks up at the sky.

Suddenly, a cold and beautiful woman covered with a white cloth appeared in the air.

"Sister, I didn't come here to see you." The woman who appeared glanced at the spider lily and said in a teasing tone.

The red spider lily looked at the woman with great interest.

"You're Ittan-momen, right? I remember you were the Oni-shiki's number one wanted man. What? You've come here to walk right into their trap?"

One against the cotton tree.

I do know something about the red spider lily.

Through various means, she had heard the ghost messengers mention the physical characteristics of Yi Fanmu Mian and the specific things she did.

"This is none of your business!" The woman, who had recognized her at a glance from the spider lily, turned cold, her smiling face turning icy and her words becoming indifferent.

The red spider lily rested her chin on her hand, and her tone became languid.

“If it’s for the sake of the spirits bound to you, I think you can stay here and not move. The Lord of the Underworld might come out in a while, and if you go there, you might just add to her burden.”

"Are you looking down on me?"

"Faced with such danger, don't you feel any sense of awareness?"

"..."

In stark contrast to the silence of the cotton tree.

Hearing the mocking laughter of the spider lily, she chose to obey.

As the other shore flower says, there are very few beings in the world who can directly face the terrible disaster in the core area of ​​the underworld.

Just one glance was enough to shock Istanmomen with the unfathomable darkness of the "nothingness" and the sinful rain that exuded a terrifying sense of crisis.

In fact, she wasn't very confident about her safety once inside.

As for continuing to be stubborn?

That's nothing but self-deception and self-humiliation.

"Would you like to chat with me?" the spider lily asked with a smile.

"Not interested in."

"Well, it seems I'm not a popular person."

Seeing that her attempt to strike up a conversation was met with a firm rejection, the spider lily naturally wouldn't make a fool of herself. Instead, she silently focused her senses on the underworld, where the internal workings were almost invisible.

When the ghost messengers led the spirits out of the core area of ​​the underworld, the spider lily also lent a hand. Then, the blue princess and the goldfish princess outside worked hard to maintain the Sanzu River that branched out in all directions, so that the spirits would not fall into it again.

In short, everyone is busy.

Aside from Ittan-momen himself, who is getting increasingly anxious while waiting.

"You shouldn't approach the Sanzu River carelessly, otherwise when the Sanzu River extends its chains, you'll probably have a hard time controlling what's happening inside your body."

Despite seemingly paying little attention, the spider lily, seeing Ittan-momen stirring again, spoke up to remind her once more.

Ittan-momen said anxiously, "I can hardly control the spirits within me!"

Tsk.

The spider lily clicked its tongue in displeasure, but ultimately raised its hand and used even more powerful demonic energy to suppress the rampage within the cotton tree.

From the very first glance, the spider lily knew what the cotton tree was all about.

—It means using one's own body as a vessel for the dead.

This kind of crazy method is almost the same as those madmen who use forbidden resurrection techniques; in fact, there isn't much difference.

The red spider lily seems to favor those who hold such a strong belief.

She wouldn't mind trading with Ittan-momen in a different location.

Perhaps, Ittan-momen would prefer to stay true to its original intention in this cycle of reincarnation, just like everyone else.

"...Thank you."

"Hmm, I like the unwavering determination that shines through you."

The red spider lily slowly opened its mouth.

Yi Fanmu Mian's expression froze for a moment, and after relaxing for a while, Feng's body tensed up again.

Suddenly, the spider lily let out a soft "hmm" and focused its gaze on a certain spot. The cotton flower, whose attention was also drawn to it, looked over and its expression immediately became more excited.

Enma has appeared!

"The underworld is really in chaos; even some unexpected people have come here."

Having just emerged from the Netherworld, Enma's attention was immediately drawn to Ittan-momen.

Surprisingly, she discovered the aura of an old friend on Yitanmu Mian. This was...

"Lord of the Underworld, I wish to make a deal with you!"

Upon realizing that it was about to lose control of its friend's soul, Ittan-momen swiftly moved in front of Enma.

Yama chuckled: "You dare to bind the dead who should be reincarnated, and you've managed to evade the pursuit of the ghost messengers for so long. Now you've even come to trade with me. You really do have some courage and ability."

Like the spider lily, Enma also saw through the illusion of the cotton flower at a glance.

Ittan-momen gritted her teeth: "I will give it my all."

Enma raised the corners of her mouth, a nostalgic look on her face: "Very well, your power is indeed worthy of being used as a bargaining chip."

Kyosuke Kousaka felt strange upon witnessing what appeared to be a scene from an ethical drama as soon as he stepped out.

Having learned most of the plot of "Onmyoji", he was quite clear about what was going on.

It is said that her human friend, who was a traitor to the tree, died, and then she bound her friend's soul to herself. Now, due to the chaos of the underworld's rules, her friend's soul has been severely affected, so she came to make a deal.

Ittan-momen is no ordinary creature either; it is a yokai that evolved from the hem of a friend of Enma's, and its relationship with Enma is quite complicated.

Kyosuke Kousaka was too lazy to delve into that.

However, he was even more curious about another point—in the original work, Enma used the cloth of Ittanmomen to make the Book of Life and Death, and it seems that things should develop in the same way now.

Thinking about this, Kyosuke Kosaka couldn't help but watch the development of events with curiosity and careful attention.

"I should still try to comprehend and explore the laws of life and death now that I have the chance, because even a slight understanding of them will inevitably make me stronger..."

After becoming an immortal, Kyosuke Kousaka felt that the world he saw had become much different.

Once the constraints that had been in place for many years were removed, the world in his eyes was completely transformed.

The elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth became more mysterious to him, but this also led to a deeper and more profound understanding of them than before.

Right now, although he is thinking of mainly studying the basic elements and substances in the world, it doesn't mean he will waste any opportunities.

If Enma were to create the Book of Life and Death, Kousaka Kyosuke would surely gain something simply by observing the process.

It seems this trip wasn't a loss after all.

When will it start?

Kinara, who seemed even more anxious than Ittan-momen-jin, muttered to himself.

Kyosuke Kosaka was both amused and exasperated; this woman's posture was just like that of an elementary school student trying to answer the teacher's questions in class.

"Don't rush, wait patiently." After thinking for a moment, Kousaka Kyosuke still reassured Kinnara.

Kinnara shook his head: "I'm not in a hurry, I'm just worried about everyone..."

Seeing this, Kyosuke Kosaka secretly shook his head. Wasn't there a hurry?

Suddenly, he saw Enma pick up a piece of cloth from the Ippon and start carving something with his hands. He immediately started watching intently... He'd made a fortune!

Not long after that.

Judge, Black Ghost Messenger, White Ghost Messenger, Meng Po, and other officials of the underworld gathered there.

Enma, who had already created the Book of Life and Death, took it out.

"Gentlemen! Give me your names, let them become my strength, and I will reward you accordingly!"

Countless spirits, wailing in agony, seemed to hear a declaration of salvation and responded with their most sincere fervor.

"I……"

"Xiao Shi!"

"Han Nan Kuang!"

Countless people called out their names one by one, responding to the power of Yama.

Golden-red flames ignited in Yama's hands, which he then channeled into the brows of the undead. In an instant, each of the still weak undead transformed into a formidable demon soldier...

"A name is the most solid contract," the spider lily said meaningfully.