I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

"Shortly after I brought it back, its fur grew quickly. It was a very beautiful child. I found a few clumps of hair that looked like cherry blossoms on its body, so I named it Sakura. Later..."

When Sakurada Wakako said this, her eyes gradually became confused, "Later."

She touched her head and showed an apologetic expression to Dong Yeyu and the others.

"I forgot some things that happened later. That's what happens when people get old, and their memory is not good. I only vaguely know that some terrible things may have happened, and Sakura left here."

"When it appears again, it will become very strong, like a leopard, with two tails, and it can also use magic——"

"——Excuse me." Tomorrow saw Sanae raise her hand and asked softly with a calm expression: "What kind of spell is that."

Sakurada Wakako habitually took a sip of tea, covering it with her sleeves, and pondered for two seconds.

"Sakura will spit out a cloud of purple mist, making people who come into contact with the mist coma. It came to see me once before, and happened to run into a policeman on patrol at night. It used this spell to escape. I don't know much about the rest. "

"So now you don't know where Sakura is?"

"It occasionally comes back to see me, but only from a distance and then leaves immediately."

Sakurada Wakako stared blankly in the direction of the entrance, as if waiting for Sakura to slip in through the specially made cat hole at the door.

"That child is still close to humans even though he is covered in wounds. To become like this, something bad must have happened that I can't imagine."

It is not possible to prove whether it is true or not, but the old lady looked so sentimental, and the three of them didn't know what to say to comfort the old lady, so the atmosphere became quiet.

The kittens outside the edge disappeared without knowing when, but there was a faint sound of cat meowing from somewhere. The courtyard wall, which was cut into two parts of light and dark by light and shadow, began to change. The morning sun prevailed, and the small yard also began to change. Gradually it gets brighter.

Tomorrow saw Sanae lowering her eyebrows and a strand of golden hair sliding down from her ears, making her fair cheeks with a little baby fat even more beautiful.

She pursed her small mouth and seemed to be immersed in the story that was difficult to distinguish between true and false. The continuous writing strokes in her hand stopped at some point.

In late spring, the breeze carrying the fragrance of unknown flowers passes by the edge, and the wind chimes make a crisp sound of "ding-ding".

The girl came back to her senses, took a deep breath, turned her eyes, looked at Dong Yeyu, blinked her eyes, and made a note in her notebook.

Higashino Yu understood instantly, broke the silence and asked: "Mrs. Sakurada, can you repeat the characteristics of Sakura?"

Sakurada and Kako also woke up from the memories, smiled apologetically for being distracted again, and then said.

"After it became a demon, many of its characteristics have disappeared, but the few 'sakura' flowers on its butt are still there, other than that."

She described Sakura's physical features in great detail, and Asami Sanae wrote them all down.

After that, Sakurada and Kako stood up, came to the corridor outside the living room, and waved to Higashino Yu: "Higashino-kun, I have something to give you."

Dong Yeyu pointed at himself, the old lady smiled and nodded, and he stood up.

Seeing this tomorrow, Sanae frowned slightly, feeling uneasy for some reason.

He had previously discovered some unreasonable things in the yard. Although Higashino-kun did not give the reason later, he did seem to have discovered something was wrong.

But this Mrs. Sakurada seems very normal, giving people a strange feeling of separation.

Although he didn't know the reason, this situation left Higashino-kun alone with Mrs. Sakurada.

Tomorrow saw Sanae think for a while, stretched out her hand and gently pulled his sleeve, stood up, as if she wanted to go together.

Sakurada and Utako's eyes fell on the two of them, as if they had remembered something, and they looked emotional.

Then she gently rejected the girl: "This is a whisper belonging to people from Kyoto."

Higashino Yu smiled at Asami Sanae and said not to worry.

After this investigation, I also became curious and wanted to know what happened here.

I was already sure that the Mrs. Sakurada in front of me was no longer human - she didn't even smell like a human being, not to mention the smell of an old man.

As for whether he has any malicious intentions, it seems that he doesn't have any at present. Even if he does, he is not very afraid. He is a practicing fox.

Even if the fox fire can't defeat it, there is still a monster thunder flag. If you can withstand a monster thunder that can knock down altars and destroy temples, then don't stay in this small house. Go to Izumo Taisha Shrine and pull down the great king. You can sit on it. Isn’t it nice to be the leader of the country?

Entering the corridor, the light dimmed instantly. It was obviously clean and the floor was waxed, making it look smooth and bright, but the musty and bloody smell was still stronger.

Higashikata felt some discomfort in his nose and rubbed it, but Mrs. Sakurada didn't seem to feel anything. She walked ahead with relatively fast steps, then turned the corner and went up to the second floor.

Dong Yeyu followed, and the two came to a bedroom.

This is probably Mrs. Sakurada's bedroom. The furnishings are very simple. The windows are closed and the curtains are drawn. No light comes through. You can only vaguely see clearly through the light outside the room.

She moved an empty cabinet and put it on the table, then stepped on it, stretched out her hand with some difficulty to fumble for something on the lampshade on the ceiling, and asked at the same time.

"Higashino-kun, has anything changed in Kyoto over the years?"

Kyoto is a rather conservative city, and it has basically not changed much over the years, but the tourism industry has flourished in recent years, and many shrines and temples have undergone large-scale renovations and repairs.

Higashino Yu was afraid that she would fall, so he walked forward to hold the cabinet.

"Apart from some normal municipal repairs and maintenance, there seems to be no other changes. If there is a more famous change, it is that the Golden Pavilion has been painted with gold again, and it has become very gorgeous."

The Golden Pavilion is a major core building in the Rokuonji Temple of the Rinzai Sect of the Shokokuji School in Kyoto.

In fact, it should be called the Sharidon, but because its exterior is covered with gold foil decorations, it is called the Golden Pavilion, and the Rokuonji Temple is often called the Golden Pavilion.

"Painted with gold again? I still like its mottled appearance before. I remember that I went to worship with my childhood sweetheart one year. He was a person who didn't understand romance. I always imagined what the Golden Pavilion was like inside. The golden phoenix on the roof was beautiful, but he thought it was just an old house."

Sakurada Wakako talked ramblingly, laughing self-deprecatingly.

"But I didn't expect that after so many years of leaving, Kyoto has not changed much. One of the reasons I left there was because I couldn't stand the stubbornness and boredom of the place. The funny thing is that when I get old, I start to miss the stability of my hometown."

"Tokyo is really not suitable for the elderly to live in."

"Ah, I found it! That brat missed this place, haha."

Sakurada Wakako looked at the things in her hand, showing a sly smile that only belongs to the elderly, as if she had fooled the next generation.

She slowly came down with the help of Higashino Yu, restored the cabinet to its original position, and handed the things in her hand to Higashino Yu: "Higashino-kun, please accept it, this is a gift for you."

There is one more chapter, which will be posted later.

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