I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

The next moment, Zashiki-warashi, along with the yokai and its pillow, slowly sank into the old wooden floor.

It then accelerated, transforming into a red afterimage as it disappeared into the distance.

This action startled Shiraki Shun, who was secretly observing from a distance.

After all, it would soon be time for Kiritani Kouki to get out of school.

Why would a Zashiki-warashi choose to go out at this time?

And you even need to bring a pillow?

What are they going to do?

Puzzled, Shiraki Shun stared even more intently at the Zashiki-warashi.

Not long after, the Zashiki-warashi suddenly stopped moving.

The place where we stopped was several kilometers away, in front of a single-family house.

Shiraki Shun looked closely.

The house is in a semi-abandoned state, the yard is overgrown with weeds, and the doorplate has fallen off due to corrosion.

It doesn't look like anyone lives there.

With the aid of the divine kingdom, Shiramu Jun began scanning the house.

Then came an unexpected discovery.

Although no one lives here

However, there were several demonic auras inside the house!

Their strength varies, ranging from decades to centuries.

They are now gathered in one of the very large rooms, as if they are having a meeting.

Bai Mujun was startled.

Could it be that this Zashiki-warashi has also joined a group of yokai, like the yokai of Meguro Ward?

Is this their stronghold?

The Zashiki-warashi, under Shiraki Shun's surveillance, was clearly not here for the first time.

She skillfully gripped the doorknob and began channeling her demonic power at a specific frequency.

After the door opened, he quickly slipped inside.

He then easily made his way to the second floor and knocked on the door of a room.

The door opened.

Inside the room, besides the Zashiki-warashi who had just arrived, there were three other yokai present.

The person who opened the door for the Zashiki-warashi was a long-haired woman who was soaking wet, as if she had just come back from swimming.

Water droplets kept dripping from her body, and soon a small patch of ground beneath her feet was wet.

His brows were furrowed, and he looked very resentful.

"Zashiki."

"You've arrived, Zashiki."

Upon seeing Zashiki-warashi, the yokai greeted him warmly, appearing quite familiar with him.

"Hmm, good evening, everyone." The Zashiki-warashi nodded in greeting and then entered the room.

The woman, soaking wet, closed the door and asked with concern as she walked away, "How is it? Has Hanghui's math improved?"

Upon hearing this topic, Zashiki-warashi sighed heavily: "There's been no improvement whatsoever."

And you, Rain Woman?

"Have you found the human you're looking for?"

"If I had found it, would I still have come here?" The Rain Woman sighed as well.

She glanced at the time and then urged, "Hurry up, it's almost time."

The Zashiki-warashi nodded, then walked to the narrowest bed on the left side of the room and placed the pillow on it.

That was her designated spot.

The other monsters also each have their own special bed.

They vary in shape and size, but are all distributed throughout this room, totaling more than a dozen.

The monsters all came to the bed and lay down, and those who were afraid of the cold covered themselves with blankets.

A monster, entirely blue with a red snake painted on each of its arms, spoke.

Sweet dreams, everyone.

He then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After the monsters all drifted off to sleep.

A handsome young man dressed in hunting attire stepped out of nothingness and appeared in the room.

At this moment, Shiramu Shun looked at the four monsters sleeping soundly and completely unguarded in front of him with a surprised gaze.

As he had envisioned, the group of monsters gathered together, either discussing a plan or making some kind of deal.

But now

Why did you fall asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow?

Do the monsters of Nagano City deliberately choose a time to come out and have a nap?

Do you feel that a relationship isn't strong if you haven't slept together before?

The next moment, Shiraki Toshiaki raised an eyebrow.

Through the perspective of the camera, he noticed that the demonic power within the Zashiki-warashi had suddenly decreased by one point.

In contrast, a slight smile appeared on the corner of the Zashiki-warashi's mouth.

However, what surprised Shiraki Shun was not the problem of the Zashiki-warashi's reduced demonic power.

But where did the reduced demonic power of the Zashiki-warashi go?

After all, even if demonic power has a special nature, it is still a special kind of energy in essence.

Even if it's consumed, it should be converted into other forms of energy.

But from Shiraki Shun's perspective.

The Zashiki-warashi's demonic power has been decreasing out of nowhere.

This is clearly unreasonable.

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun slightly raised his hand.

When the divine kingdom descended, it swept across an area of ​​tens of kilometers in an instant.

Within the realm of the gods, although many monsters were discovered, no fluctuations of Zashiki-warashi's demonic power were detected.

This shows that the demonic power has not dissipated into the outside world.

So, where did they go?

Shiraki Shun was deep in thought.

His gaze then fell on the Zashiki-warashi, who, though immersed in sleep, wore an incredibly contented smile.

It seems I dreamt of a very happy scene.

In that instant, Shiramu Jun seemed to understand something.

Could it be

In a dream?

Thinking of this, he decisively raised his hand.

The Seventh Fahai has begun.

A strange silver light shone in his palm.

Then he slowly swung it out.

A thick, long silver crack silently appeared above the Zashiki-warashi's head.

Without hesitation, Shiraki Shun stepped inside.

Unknown places.

Inside a strange room.

The room was not spacious overall; in fact, it was rather cramped.

Everything in it was pure white.

White walls, white floors, white lights

It looks somewhat empty.

And in this emptiness, there are some colors that seem out of place.

Numerous flesh-colored membranes, resembling insect cocoons, hung densely from the ceiling of the room.

It was wriggling slightly.

Inside the room, there were also two strangely shaped monsters.

It had three thick, protruding spines on its back, and its skin was as rough as rock, gleaming with a hard, black light.

One of the monsters, with a deep blue exterior, had a long and narrow body, and its two arms were of different thicknesses, making it look extremely disproportionate.

At this moment, the two monsters were sitting in front of a control panel with a complex instrument panel.

I looked up and stared at the LCD screens that covered an entire wall in front of me.

If you look closely, behind each screen there is a thin black line connecting it to the cocoons hanging from the ceiling.

Most of them are grayish in color, clearly indicating that they are in standby mode.