After being tormented for less than an hour,

Oro, who had nothing left to live for, firmly refused the further actions of the Fu Mourning God and deeply expressed his gratitude. "I thank your whole family."

"No one is allowed to touch my horns again!"

The red-haired evil spirit was full of murderous intent,

Like a cat whose hair stood on end,

But when they listened carefully..,

They found that his voice was clearly choked with sobs.

— — He was bullied quite miserably,

Poor Oro.

The group of Fu Mourning God looked at the horns all over the ground,

Their expressions subtle as they looked away, and their eyes drifted.

"Actually, I feel that... about humans..,

Humans understand themselves best. "

Ishikaga Maru was the first to pick up his conscience,

He suggested in a gentle voice, "I think, why don't we go to Haruaki Abe -sama,

Since he was the one who made the contract, then his thoughts..,

Will definitely be the most effective. "

"That's right,

What Ishikaga Maru said makes sense. "

Rock Melting carried the biscuit on his shoulder,

He nodded in agreement. "If it's Haruaki Abe -sama, there will definitely be a way."

Komusubi thought for a moment,

He felt that it was feasible. "Yinyang Liao receives many petitions from humans every day,

If Oro can help those people from the standpoint of Yinyang Liao, he shouldn't be rejected so thoroughly, right? "

Xiaotiangou, who was sandwiched in the middle of the crowd, looked around and nodded as he listened to the discussion, not fully understanding.

Sanchū Sōjin did not say anything,

He held the teacup and watched quietly,

Finally, he raised his head,

He looked at the silver-haired Fu Mourning God with a smile, "What do you think, brother?"

Jinjian, who was asked, did not comment,

He only looked up at the evil spirit on the ground and said, "When there was no progress in the contract, you should have thought of Haruaki Abe early on. The reason why you didn't go to him was probably because you didn't want to have anything to do with Yinyang Liao."

Demons and Yin Yang Masters had always been irreconcilable. The proud Oro would probably not be willing to lower his face to ask the Yin Yang Masters for help.

— Well... at least an hour ago.

But now —

Jinjian glanced at the horns on the ground, and his eyes moved slightly, "If you've changed your mind, I can take you to Yinyang Liao."

As he spoke, he looked up at the wraith. His originally calm gaze seemed to be tinged with some profound meaning. "So now answer me — are you going or not?"

He would rather die than beg the Onmyoji – King of Darkness: "… Go."

— — this person is definitely a devil!

...

Yinyang Liao — — the headquarters of the Yin Yang Masters in Kyoto, a sacred place where demons could not invade.

But who would have thought that Yinyang Liao would welcome a new disturbance before the God of War's descent three days ago had even passed.

Haruaki Abe, who was originally drawing a talisman, heard the report from his Spirit-branded Retainer and stopped drawing in surprise, "Ayayaya, even though I guessed that Oro would come to find me sooner or later, but... it seems like he's coming much earlier than expected."

He thought that with the arrogance and disdain for human beings, the ghost would have to endure for at least one or two months. Maybe it would even go somewhere to make a scene to vent its anger. In the end, when it had no other choice, it would come to the door of the squatter's office and yell at the door angrily.

"I think it's probably because of Jinjian -sama."

The young girl timidly stretched her wings, thinking of the scene when the silver-haired Fu Mourning God asked her to find Haruaki Abe, she couldn't help but feel excited and excited, "Because Jinjian -sama looks so powerful!"

So, even a powerful demon like Oro would do something unimaginable under the influence of the Fu Mourning God.

"Jinjian?"

Haruaki Abe's expression became clear, he was in a good mood and smiled, "If it's him, then it's not strange."

Then, the Yin Yang Master stood up and walked towards the door of the squatter's office.

Not far from the door, Haruaki Abe saw a group of Yin Yang Masters facing off against the evil spirit.

He saw that the Yin Yang Masters were already in formation, each holding a talisman with a serious expression on their faces, they were ready for battle.

All kinds of shikigami were summoned, they surrounded the Yin Yang Masters, they didn't dare to look away from the enemies in front of them.

Vaguely, he could hear the sound of saliva being swallowed, and the patter of sweat dripping down — the atmosphere was like gunpowder that could be ignited at the slightest touch, it was as tense as it could be.

In stark contrast to this group of people, the two people in front of them — Fu Mourning God and the evil spirit — were completely empty around them, as if there was something invisible separating them from everything else.

Jinjian looked at the odachi in his hand with an indifferent expression, he completely ignored the Yin Yang Masters not far away.

Oro, on the other hand, was smiling viciously, his oppressive gaze sweeping across the Yin Yang Masters, his fingernails flickering with an ominous purple light moved restlessly.

— — I really want to tear him apart …

"Oro."

Just as the evil spirit's murderous aura emerged, Jin Jian, who was originally indifferent, suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently.

"… Tsk!"

Like a punctured balloon, Oro's sharp canine teeth bared, he finally turned his head, pursed his lips, and snorted fiercely to express his strong dissatisfaction.

But it was useless.

Jinjian ignored the angry evil spirit and turned to look in Haruaki Abe's direction, waiting for him to come over.

Seeing that he was caught, Haruaki Abe, who had been watching from the side for a while, slowly walked over.

"Haruaki -sama!"

The Yin Yang Masters seemed to have found their pillar of support, and they all gathered around him, all talking at once. "That troublesome evil spirit actually came to find us, what should we do?"

Haruaki Abe calmly calmed down the restless Yin Yang Masters, his gentle voice was particularly reassuring: "Leave this to me, everyone just do as usual."

The Yin Yang Masters hesitated for a moment, but when they remembered that this was Haruaki Abe, they suppressed the uneasiness in their hearts and obediently left.

When the Yinyang Liao returned to its usual orderly state, Haruaki Abe finally spoke: "I have a general understanding of the situation.

Since Oro is willing to come to me, I naturally won't stand by and do nothing. "

"… You will really help me?"

Haruaki Abe didn't waste any words in response to Oro's distrust. He directly took out a piece of paper with the seal of Kikyo printed on it and handed it over: "This is a request that the Liao Office recently received. I think it suits you very well."

Oro took the paper and saw that it was densely packed with words.

After biting his nails for a long time and confirming that he didn't recognize most of the words on the paper, the illiterate evil spirit with a headache expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Hey, you — — help me take a look, what is written on this?"

Oro handed the paper to Fu Mourning God. Although he tried his best to put on a strong front, he couldn't help but cower under Fu Mourning God's shining golden eyes: "… I'll have to trouble you."

Jinjian glanced down and said concisely: "Flood."

“？”

"It's about a small village near the sea. Recently, it has been suffering from a flood."

Haruaki Abe kindly explained: "Because of the continuous torrential rain, the sea level has risen. Not only are the villagers unable to go out to sea to fish normally, they are also worried that the village will be submerged.

Therefore, they have made a request to Yinyang Liao, hoping to receive the corresponding help. "

Jinjian asked: "Is it the work of demons?"

Haruaki Abe shook his head: "It's not certain yet."

Jinjian revealed a look of understanding when he heard this. Obviously, he understood why Haruaki Abe chose this out of the countless requests.

Yinyang Liao only took care of matters related to the two realms of Yin and Yang, demons, ghosts, and gods.

In other words, such ambiguous requests that weren't certain whether or not it was within the scope of a Yinyang Master's responsibilities would not be accepted immediately.

According to the normal procedure, further investigation would probably be needed. If it was confirmed that it was the work of demons, then it would be fine.

But if it was a simple "natural disaster", then the Yinyang Master who respected the heavens and fate would definitely not interfere in this matter.

"Human lives are at stake. Time is of the essence."

Haruaki Abe sighed helplessly: "It's a pity that I have suffered for Chang Shi, so there are some things that I can't do.

But you are different. The path you have chosen is destined to be more free for you to do as you please. "

In the end, even the Great Yinyang Master, who had always been open-minded, felt a little envious, but — — he didn't regret it.

"It's so troublesome.

In short, what you mean is that we can't let those humans drown, right? "

Oro simply despised humans, who were weak creatures that could be thirsty, hungry, cold, or hot, and could die at any time.

However, the situation forced him to protect them now — — on the premise that he didn't scare them to tears.

"That's right."

Haruaki Abe slyly waved his fan: "If you bring this letter of entrustment with the Bellflower Seal, they will definitely welcome you."

The Bellflower Seal was the symbol of Yinyang Liao, and Yinyang Liao was the standard positive image in the eyes of ordinary people. So even if Oro looked like he wasn't someone to be trifled with, he would probably only be thought of as "most powerful people have a strange temper".

Without the fear of first impressions, then, whether or not Oro could receive the gratitude required by the contract would depend on his own actions.

"Because it's the first time, I hope that you, Jinjian, can go with him." Haruaki Abe looked at Fu Mourning God with a serious expression.

However, before Sad God Fu could say anything, the King of Evil Luo had already shouted in displeasure, "Huh?

Do you not believe in my strength? For a small matter like this, I can... "

"Okay." Fu Mourning God ignored Oro and calmly agreed to Haruaki Abe's request.

Oro: "...???"

— — Seriously, you didn't even ask for my opinion?!