Trafford's Trading Club

Before sunset, in front of the mountain’s shrine, a young witch in white clothes and red dress held a broom and cleaned the surroundings.

This was like a face deprived of emotions. It looked unwavering under the sunset.

After a quick cleaning, the young witch began to burn the gathered fallen leaves. The sky started to darken, and the ember light became more vivid; it seemed to neutralize the dimness.

The young witch sat in front of the fire while hugging her knees. Everything was silent.

Can I stay like this forever? This thought came to the young witch’s heart.

She began to open an ancient book. It was something left by the half-demon beast who clamored to become the most powerful demon beast but inadequate.

In the beginning, she promised Inuyasha that when he successfully killed a hundred demon beasts and brought a hundred ancient books, she would awaken the demon beast’s blood in his body and make him the real demon beast. She did not know if she was right or wrong.

Ancient books were easy to find. It was just something she liked since she could not leave the shrine. Only through books could she know more about the outside world.

Just for a half demon beast, it was impossible to kill a hundred greater demon beasts.

However, if this Inuyasha could complete the mission, he was greatly tempered as a half demon beast. So even if she did not awaken his bloodline to become a complete demon beast, he still had enough strength to prove something to his demon beast father.

But unfortunately, this half demon beast still broke the agreement between the two parties. Finally, he chose to steal the things enshrined in the main hall while she was not paying attention.

Before she knew it, the young witch had been immersed in the things depicted in the ancient book at hand. This was an ancient book in the type of a travel note, which recorded an unknown paradise.

Perhaps, only this kind of lavish record could be different from the lies between people.

There was no need to agree on anything. It only narrated a particular story and put the reader in a pure bystander perspective.

Time gradually became meaningless to the young witch. She just occasionally added some firewood to the campfire. Probably, it would be better to move back to the shrine’s room, but it would ruin the current atmosphere.

It was quiet and lonely… and loneliness was good for thinking.

Unfortunately, the silence was finally broken. A figure holding a figure hung on the railing in the shrine corridor at this time, carefully looking around.

Hearing the movement, the young witch finally got out of her thoughts and turned to look around. It was the woman Inuyasha carried back who was severely injured.

But it was not an ordinary woman. At least when the young witch treated her, she discovered this.

Takiribime… She was taken aback when she saw this witch, but she was not too frightened. Takiribime felt a little relieved that she was dressed as a witch. No matter which deity the witch enshrined, it was better than the lawless demon beast.

“Did you save me? Young witch.” Takiribime nodded. “Who is enshrined in this shrine? Why don’t I feel the power?”

“I don’t enshrine anyone.” The young witch shook her head, “It’s just used to store some things that do not befit the tradition. Besides, it is indeed me who treated you. But, someone else brought you here.”

Takiribime frowned, but all witches were born with strong spiritual power and should be able to sense their own identity. However, the little girl in front of her who had not fully grown-up was not in awe, “Who brought me here?”

The young witch frowned and thought for a while before saying, “A foolish half demon beast.”

Half demon beast…

As one of the dignified Munakata Muses, she was reduced to being saved by a filthy half demon beast. The witch’s words made Takaribime start to recall the figure she saw before she fell unconscious. The savior had the appearance of a young man in a red robe.

Was it a half demon beast?

But now was not the time to care about such things. She found something amiss in Unripe Rice Village, so she had to go back as soon as possible to report to Deity Lord Amaterasu Omikami. Unexpectedly, she was attacked just after leaving Unripe Rice Village. Through tough luck, she sent the secret letter and made an avatar to feign her death. Only then was she able to escape the catastrophe, but even so, she was seriously injured!

“How long have I been unconscious!?” Takiribime also ignored the indifference of this young witch. She needed to determine the time!

“It’s about a day since you came up.”

“One day…” Takiribime lowered her head with her expression changed several times. She wanted to walk down the stone steps of the shrine, but her body was too weak. A slight movement would strain the wound on her body. She felt a sudden pain.

Under such circumstances, she could not even leave the shrine, let alone return to Takamagahara. Takiribime quickly set her sights on the witch in front of her because she found that the young witch did not seem to have weak spiritual power.

“Come here. I have something to tell you to do.” Takiribime leaned on the steps of the shrine corridor and beckoned to the young witch guarding the shrine.

But at this moment, she discovered that the young witch stood motionless at this time, giving Takiribime the feeling that… this witch seemed to have lost her soul all at once.

At the same time, a strange feeling made Takiribime’s heart palpitated quickly. With a bad omen in her heart, she suddenly looked up.

Under the high hanging moon, a petite figure gradually emerged. It was a young girl in a white kimono.

On the girl’s neck, there was an equally white ribbon. No one knew why she used such a ribbon to wrap her neck, but this was not Takiribime’s focus.

“It’s you!”

In an instant, Takiribime recognized that the kimono girl who appeared in the night sky under the moonlight was the ambush who almost killed her!

“Sure enough, Master Eric is right. You didn’t die…” The kimono girl slowly descended. She finally landed in front of Takiribime, stretching out her white and flawless palm.

Takiribime moved her body backward in horror. She kept retreating and finally leaned against the wall behind her, unable to retreat!

Horror painted her face. She was weak at this time and could not fend for herself. She subconsciously looked at the young witch, thinking that even if she could not escape the fate of death, she would at least drag this terrifying kimono girl at the last minute to give a chance for this witch to escape, albeit highly unlikely. At least to save her and bring news to Deity Lord Amaterasu Omikami!

But to Takiribime’s horror, she found that the young witch’s eyes seemed to lose her luster. What kind of look is that?

It was like a gaze that could not see anything. It was like a gaze that turned a blind eye from beginning to end!

The girl in white kimono naturally saw Takiribime’s actions, but she just sneered. She put her palm on Takiribime’s forehead.

A terrible cry rang out in front of the shrine. When the sound disappeared, it seemed that Takiribime never existed.