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Chapter 110 The Suspiciousness of the God of Weaving

Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom! !

The dull drum beats came, rhythmically moving.

Amidst such sounds, the sleeping girl drowsily opened her eyes.

The familiar ceiling came into view. She stared at the scene in a daze, with her arm on her forehead... After a long while, she slowly sat up and the sheet slipped off her body.

Mitsuha Miyamizu sat on the tatami. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at the curtains by the window that were fluttering in the breeze. The sunlight was shining in from outside, and she didn't know whether it was morning or afternoon.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she was awake or dreaming.

Is it over?

Or was it just a dream?

She felt her mind was confused and she was not sure whether her previous memories were real, because when she thought back on them now, she felt empty, and there seemed to be a large missing piece in her memory, as if she had forgotten something.

I just remember that a meteorite seemed to have fallen and was about to destroy the town...

It seemed like I had exchanged bodies with someone, and changed the history of the town's destruction...

At the last moment, she fled far away from the area where the meteorite fell and took refuge in the school. She turned around and saw the magnificent meteor burning and falling...

——It seems to be about this.

——And then, nothing happened, because she woke up.

Miyamizu Mitsuha frowned and tried to recall the details anxiously, but she found that she could not remember the details. She could not even remember the person's name, and had no impression of his appearance, identity, age or other information.

It seemed as if the memory was fading and I simply forgot this part of the information.

Or maybe it was just a dream.

After all, generally speaking, this situation only occurs after waking up from a dream.

I clearly felt that I had a very meaningful and special dream, but I just couldn’t remember it or recall it.

Miyamizu Mitsuha felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness. She sighed deeply, thinking that she might have fallen asleep. However, even so, she couldn't help but want to continue thinking about it.

It feels like except for the most critical part.

The other details in the dream were very real and clear...

Especially the last part, where he ran down the mountain against the clock, and guided the townspeople to evacuate with Teshigahara and others, and finally convinced his father, the mayor, to conduct a disaster prevention drill with his own strength.

That feeling of anxiety and urgency seems to have not dissipated until now.

My heart feels like it's being suppressed.

She just sat on the tatami, relaxing for a long while, then reached out and scratched her head... The next moment, Mitsuha Miyamizu's movements suddenly froze, she reached out and touched her hair in disbelief, and it took her a while to react.

I have short hair!
But...but...shouldn't cutting hair short happen in a dream?

Just at this moment, footsteps were heard in the corridor outside and stopped in front of the door of the room.

"Sanye, are you awake?"

A slightly old and kind voice came from outside the door.

"Grandma?" Mitsuha Miyamizu looked towards the door.

"It's good that you're up... The festival will begin soon." Grandma opened the door and looked at her granddaughter with a serious expression: "You should also start preparing."

"Festival?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha was stunned for a moment. Is it the Fengshou Festival?
No, that's not right. That should have happened a long time ago, right? In that case, it was the Autumn Festival? Isn't that the day when the meteorite fell?

Because of excessive information processing, her mind is now very confused. She can no longer distinguish whether reality is reality or a dream, and she has no idea what time period she is in.

"What kind of festival is this? Grandma, can you tell me about it?"

At this time, she didn't care about anything else and quickly asked.

"..."

"..."

The serious and kind old man did not answer immediately when he heard the question, but narrowed his eyes slightly behind his reading glasses. He seemed to be sharp for a moment, but then it disappeared.

Then the old man seemed to understand something and sighed softly: "Is that so? In other words, it's time now..."

What has come to this time?

What is grandma talking about? Does she know anything?

For a moment, Miyamizu Mitsuha felt astonished. She felt as if her grandmother knew something. But before she could ask, the old lady had already started to explain leisurely: "Of course, it was a festival held to commemorate the deity's feat of subduing the evil dragon..."

"The shrine maidens of Miyamizu Shrine have been preparing for this for generations..."

"It seems that the time has come..."

Mitsuha Miyamizu was a little confused. As the shrine maiden who inherited the shrine, she certainly understood the deeds of the shrine's worship gods. However, she didn't know there was such a festival, and her grandmother also said that the shrine maidens had been preparing for this for generations?

My thoughts did not become clearer as a result, but became more confused, and I had more questions.

But at this time, the old man had already turned around, his posture seemed a little hunched, and he gently waved his hand:

"Please get ready first. I'll talk to you after you come out..."

"Don't force it, everything is arranged by the spirit..."

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the other side.

In a cave.

Xia Zhi was holding a flashlight, casually shining it on the murals on the ceiling of the cave.

The location depicted was very tricky, and if one wasn't careful, people who walked into the cave wouldn't be able to find it.

"Hey, Xiazhi Xiazhi..." At this time, Rikka quietly stood beside him and pulled his sleeve. Her eyes seemed to be shining in the dim light. "That was a love spell, right?"

"...What love spell?" The young man was a little confused.

"That's it..." Rikka pointed to the cave entrance over there. In the light that came in, Miss Jukka with long black hair and red eyes could be seen leaning against the cave entrance, breathing slightly with her eyes half closed.

The road just now was not very long...

But it's not very heart-friendly...

As a result, they had to find the nearest cliff nearby and return to the real ground, which gave Miss Shihua a chance to relax.

However, it was also because of this that the group discovered such a cave. It had collapsed and deformed, as if it had been squeezed to this side due to the movement of the earth's crust. The cave was not originally in this location.

"So, which one is it?"

Xia Zhi also glanced in the direction of the cave entrance and asked calmly.

"Emmmm... Let me think about it, it's the spell that puts myself and the person I like in danger!" The Chuunibyou girl said seriously, "People will develop feelings for their companions who are in danger together more quickly, right?"

“…That’s the suspension bridge effect.” Xia Zhi quickly understood and shook his head in amusement: “It’s not the case in essence.”

"But weren't you holding hands..." Rikka muttered, not quite convinced.

"Isn't it because you scared her..."

Xia Zhi still spoke calmly and decisively chose to change the subject: "By the way, Master, look at the mural above...it seems we just found something very valuable."

"..."

"..."

"Hmm... I don't understand."

Rikka Takanashi tilted her head and looked up at the top of the cave, then shook her head after a moment. Ancient murals were still a bit abstract to her, and she couldn't quite understand what they were telling.

"This is a mural depicting a comet breaking up and falling, which shows that the same thing happened in ancient times. Meteorites visited this land a long, long time ago."

The young man explained, while at the same time thinking thoughtfully -

"It is said that the local shrine was dedicated to Tianjin Wengxing a long time ago... But I don't know when it changed its faith and began to worship the god of weaving. It is said that this god's deeds were to subdue the local evil dragon by weaving a large number of knotted ropes..."

He subconsciously had a guess.

If the ancients compared meteors to dragons soaring in the sky, it seems to explain it.

One day, twelve hundred years ago, a meteorite fell and a large number of residents were killed in the disaster. The surviving residents felt betrayed by the gods, so they converted to the god of weaving who could subdue the evil dragon?

The so-called dragon is the dragon flying in the sky, that is, the falling meteorite.

According to legend, the God of Weaving conquered the Star God...

In reality, the disaster caused by the meteorite was eliminated and the world line was changed...

Xia Zhi thought about it seriously. This seemed really suspicious. Could it be that the "time machine" he was looking for... was this god?
(End of this chapter)