Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

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"Why is it early?" Boya was surprised.

"The time has not yet come."

"Isn't the appointment time now?"

"Maybe I'm too early."

Qingming frowned lightly and said with some regret.

"I misread the time. I really shouldn't have misread the time for such an important matter. You should be punished!"

"Then punish you for drinking the wine in the glass."

Boya is a good friend.

"That's right, it's better to be earlier than later." Qingming tapped his lips with his index finger.

"Usually, you don't advocate this. You don't want to do it sooner or later."

Boya made fun of his friend.

"Things are prioritized. I can solve the things at that time, so I have seen the time. I am not sure this time."

Seimei lowered his body in a rare way.

Boya knew that since Qingming said that he was not sure like this, it was probably a difficult problem to solve.

"Difficult?"

"It's not difficult, but it's really better to go early. If the time changes and the location is wrong, there is no remedy."

Boya was a little surprised, it was the first time he saw Qingming so distressed.

"Then go now?"

"No, you can have two more glasses." Qingming took a sip of the drink, smiling like an elegant courtier.

Boya accompanied him to finish a pot of sake.

"time to go!"

After finishing the drink, Qingming stood up and rang the bell casually.

Ding Lingling~~~!

Crisp and melodious.

Then, in Boya's gaze, a door with a hungry ghost printed on it emerged from the tatami.

He knows this thing --- the ghost of Rashomon, and he and Seimei just hunted down this hungry ghost some time ago.

"Why did you turn this thing into a shikigami?"

Boya covered his face in disgust, a gentleman should not look at evil, he doesn't want to look at this now.

"It's not a shikigami."

Seimei pursed her lips, looking like a quiet lady from Boya's point of view.

"This is [Fate]"

"You told me a new word."

Boya smiled: "Fate, afterlife, isn't that what monks like to say?"

"[Fate] is an agreement between things and the world. When this ghost attaches to the door, it brings the [fate] of the door. So it can do what the door should do."

"Ha, is there anything you shouldn't do?" Boya was a gentleman, and although there was sarcasm in his heart, what he said was just ordinary questions.

Qingming didn't answer his question, but looked at the courtyard outside the side door of the room, and said aimlessly: "A door is a passage connecting two places. With a door, two places can communicate with each other."

"Ok?"

"Out of this door, we have arrived at our destination!" Seimei simply explained.

"Hurry up, it's tiring to maintain the door." He smiled and pushed Boya, and opened the door to both sides.

The door is covered with a layer of light, making it impossible to see what is outside the door.

Boya looks like this when viewed from behind.

Even if he is called a warrior in the public office, he will not be so reckless, so he still has to ask about the situation.

"Where does the other end of your door lead?"

Qingming smiled and said nothing.

"Then I won't go."

Boya made a gesture to turn back.

"Okay, okay. I'll tell you."

"Please tell me, Seimei."