I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 174: Even if I tear it up, it won’t stop me from updating the old book

"A coincidence? What coincidence?" He Ma asked in surprise.

"Of course it's a coincidence in time." Tamamo gave a sideways glance at the head of the house, "My master moved the Jizo statue back, and the Kiryu Dojo became a dark place, and there were many days of daytime work on the streets of Tokyo next to it. The dreamer comes...do you think this is just a coincidence?"

"...Really?" He Ma blinked his eyes, but this was a blind spot he hadn't noticed yet, "You mean, the appearance of those lost people is actually related to our dojo!?"

"So, this is what I'm doing divination." The fox bit his lip and stared at the divination objects on the table slightly annoyed.

"But I don't know if the way of asking the question is wrong, or the matter itself is not so clear. No matter which method is used, the result is quite ambiguous..."

"I see." Kazuma nodded and took a deep breath to ease his emotions. It can be basically confirmed that there are mysterious side forces behind the lost, but to be honest, Kazuma did not connect this with his own dojo.

It's not wrong to think about it carefully. After all, after the Jizo statue was settled in the Kiryu Dojo, it turned into a dark place, and it was an existence close to the mysterious side. Tamamo's words made Hema realize this fact again, and he was surprised. Shocked.

He Ma pondered, and told Tamamo about the experience of saving Hasegawa Mikoto with Kurosaki Nagahide today. He also mentioned that he had retrieved police information and found that there have been more than two lost people like Hasegawa so far. Hundreds of people in the entire Tokyo metropolitan area.

"Hmm, Kazuma, do you remember where those people appeared?" Tamamo asked after thinking about it.

"Isn't it possible to memorize them all? There are more than 200 people." Kazuma smiled wryly.

"I don't need too detailed locations. Taking the local police station as a unit, what about the total number of lost people in various places?" Fox lowered his requirements slightly.

"This can probably be done, what do you want to do?" Kazuma wondered.

"I want to figure out something." Under Kazuma's attention, Tamamo got up and went to the file cabinet next to him to get a map of Tokyo, spread it out on the desk and looked over, "Then let's start, Police Department Supplement, the first is Chiyoda Ward, which seems to be the first to spread the news..."

In the next quarter of hours, He Ma reported the statistics he saw at the police station from memory, and Tamamo marked the corresponding numbers on the map with a color pen.

Most of the incidents of lost people encountered by a single local police station are in the single digits, no more than 20 people at most. However, if the scope is expanded to the entire Tokyo, the number has soared to around 270 people. Not counting at least half of the events not recorded in the archives.

"Okay." Tamamo put away the pen after writing the last number, frowning suddenly at the map. "This is really..."

"What? What did you find?" Kazuma took the map from Tamamo and looked at it.

Tamazao marked the number of lost people at different locations on the map according to the local police stations, and also used different shades of color pens according to the grades of five, ten and fifteen people, so that you can immediately understand at a glance. , the distribution of lost people has quite regularity. Specifically, the light-colored numbers on the map are clearly concentrated toward the darker ones.

"...Wait a minute, I'll mark it up so I can see it better."

While Kazuma was staring at the map, Tamamo picked up a crayon and drew a triangular mark somewhere on the map, and wrote the word "home" next to the mark, so that the situation was immediately clear. The dark numbers on the map are only two or three blocks away from the home marker, and the location of the triangle marker is almost the center point where the dark numbers converge!

"This is it!?" Kazuma's eyes widened, seeing the dark numbers on the map, surrounding the neighborhood of Kiryu Dojo in an almost encircling state. If we deduce this situation, Kazuma seems to see the scene of those stumbled and lost people rushing towards Kiryu Dojo, only to be separated by an invisible force on the way——

"It's for our dojo!?"

And Ma was furious. The rage came so violently and without reason, but perhaps it didn't need a reason. Just like when the Tsuda group got into the Kiryu Dojo, is there any beast that was kicked in its nest that wouldn't be furious?

"Wait a minute, I'll divination." Tamamo also became serious at this time, put down the flower card and picked up the bone dice next to it.

She recited a long prayer before throwing the bone dice into a porcelain bowl from an unknown dynasty on the table. The bone dice bounced around in the china bowl, and after a few breaths, it slowly stopped, revealing three different faces of the dice in the china bowl. Kazuma couldn't understand it, but Tamamo was obviously relieved after observing it.

"It's not our dojo...well, it's not entirely correct to say that, it should be said that they didn't come to Kiryu dojo on purpose, they just happened to be looking for a similar place. There may be no other goals within their range of activities. , so the map shows such a situation." Tamamo explained, the gentle tone of voice calmed Kazuma's anger a little.

"...A place similar to Kiryu Dojo refers to the land of darkness?" Kazuma tried to understand the fox's words, but couldn't help frowning, "Wait, they are all ordinary people who have nothing to do with the mysterious side. Yeah, what are you looking for in Chang An Land?"

"I don't know either. If you want to investigate, you can probably only start from their mental state... Like the Hasegawa you rescued, didn't she say that she frequently had strange dreams for a while? The dream itself is a The presentation of human subconscious activities, and the frequent occurrence of strange dreams, just means that someone is doing something to her spirit." As expected of a top-ranked figure on the mysterious side, Tamamo analyzed it in a righteous way.

"Is it so easy to attack people's spirits?" Kazuma wondered. After all, there are nearly 300 known lost people alone, and the scale of this near-mass production is indeed a bit scary.

"Well, although people's spirits are strong and weak, generally speaking, they are not that easy to handle, even in the past... As far as I know, there is probably only one horse that can achieve this level." Tamamo Chao and Ma smiled slightly. "By the way, that guy is also your acquaintance."

"...Dream-eating tapir." Kazuma said the name in a cursing tone. In Japanese mythology, the dream-eating tapir is a big youkai as old as Tamamo-mae, but it has been weakened by the general decline of the mysterious side since modern times.

But unlike Tamamo-mae, who readily accepts it, the Dream-Eating Tapir resists this trend with all its might, and even desperately tries to regain its former power. For this reason, he incarnated in a human form and left many descendants in this world. He met one of them when he was in the hot spring town, and he also fought against the dream-eating tapir in the dispute.

Dream-eating tapir suffered a dark loss in that conflict, and disappeared without a trace after threatening revenge~IndoMTL.com~ The mysterious dream-eating tapir, eager to revive, and the mysterious Fortune-telling technology, both of which are standing In the existence of the opposite of order and goodness, Kazuma even guessed that they might have joined forces in secret.

This time, there are so many unexplained lost people suddenly appearing on the streets of Tokyo, and the timing is so coincidental that Kazuma has reason to suspect that the other party is planning to attack the often darkened Kiryu Dojo. But when he came to the conclusion, the fox at home shook his head unexpectedly.

"No, it may be the other way around."

“…how to say?”

"Oh, they couldn't have predicted that you would move the Jizo statue back to the dojo, and the chance of the dojo becoming dark is even smaller than the chance of winning the lottery. Since those who lost their way had been tampered with two or three years ago, There's no need to suddenly expose it now." Yuzao analyzed.

"You mean, those guys originally planned to do things quietly, but the dojo Chang Duohua suddenly disrupted their steps?" He Ma blinked.

"That's right." The corner of the fox's mouth drew a slightly sinister arc. "It's unclear what they're going to do, but I'm afraid they're panicking about the project getting out of hand. This is our chance!"