"Ah... Did Mr. Kitagawa find out? But this is what Mr. Keiichi and Miss Ichihime know..."

Anda Fangzi smiled, pulled down the collar, revealing her neck.

On her smooth and fair neck, there was a clearly visible blue bruise.

The blue bruises appear on the palm of a human hand, and the traces of the five fingers are very clear.

Looking closer like this only makes people feel a bit creepy and terrible.

"Don't look like this, it doesn't hurt at all, it just looks a little bad."

Anda Fangzi said with particular optimism.

Kitakawaji did not speak up to her overly optimistic attitude. He just took a deep look at the blue bruise and asked again:

"Has Miss Anda ever encountered any accident or accident? For example, accidents like car accidents."

Listening to the story of Kitakawaji, Anda Yoshiko covered her mouth slightly and replied for a long time:

"Ah... this kind of terrible thing... I have never encountered it before. Because I am very brave, even if such a thing really happens to me, I basically bypass it."

"So has Miss Anda ever had a dispute with others? For example, what kind of conflict is particularly fierce."

Kitakawaji asked again.

"Well...this one shouldn't be the case either. My colleagues and I get along pretty well. If you want to argue, it probably happened seven or eight years ago, right? My mother and I discussed with me whether to go to college."

Anda Fangzi said thinking.

"Yeah?"

Anda Yoko's answer made Kitagawa Temple silent.

It was not a car accident or a suicide by jumping off a building, and I had never had any disputes with outsiders.

Then Anda Fangzi can only come into contact with the "dead people, spirits" -

The head of Kitakawa Temple is raised.

In the corner of this relatively spacious living room, there is a small ebony cabinet.

"Miss Anda, the little cabinet behind you should be a spiritual silhouette, right?"

Kitakawaji asked without hesitation.

When Anda Yoko blinked in surprise when she heard Kitagawa Temple's question.

She looked back along the eyes of Kitagawa Temple, and then said with some admiration:

"It's really a pity that Mr. Kitagawa can notice. I usually put away my things, and it looks like it's just a small cabinet... Even Mr. Keiichi and Miss Ichiji didn't notice it."

Anda Fangzi turned around and looked gentle: "Yes, that's the celestial niche. It enshrines my parents."

"Publicity to parents?"

Inari Ichihito and Inari Kei were next to each other.

"Yeah." Andafangzi stood up, then walked to the ebony spirit niche, opened the spirit niche, and took out small cushions and incense burners from the small cabinet below.

She said softly: "My father passed away when I was very young. I have always been relying on each other for life."

Anda Fangzi looked at the two photo frames at the niche.

There are two photos above the frame.

One man and one woman.

It corresponds to her father Anda Xiong and Anda Zi respectively.

Anda Fangzi lit the long incense and spoke softly while offering:

"My mother is a very gentle person, no matter who she treats. After her father passed away, she raised me alone and allowed me to receive a better education...I have always thought about repaying my mother..."

"But the truth is that I have grown up now, but my mother is gone."

Her voice was soft, rather than telling Kitagawaji or the Inari brothers and sisters, she was talking softly.

"I'm sorry, I suddenly mentioned this." Kitagawaji said expressionlessly from the side.

His voice was not filled with emotional fluctuations, and there was no trace of apologies in it.

This made Inari Ichihime roll his eyes next to him.

"Oh, this is actually nothing."

Anda Fangzi laughed twice, and her laughter was a little dry: "In fact, I think my mother's death has a lot to do with me."

"Oh?" Kitagawaji's eyes flashed.

He didn't expect that such rare information could be heard here.

"Yeah." Andafangzi nodded and continued: "Mother was actually this May Day Golden Week. I accompanied her on a trip... When I arrived at a famous sea cliff attraction, I asked me to take photos of her... Then the handrail behind her suddenly loosened and she left, and she fell off the coast and died."

“…This is a very regrettable thing.”

Kitakawaji said expressionlessly.

"Well. So I have always been very guilty of this. Maybe it's for this, so I have nightmares every night. The doctor said it was my own reason... I think it might be like this."

Anda Fangzi breathed helplessly.

No matter how open-minded she is, she is not that open-minded.

After all, my mother died under her nose.

"I originally wanted to make my mother live happier... but it turned out to be like this."

Anda Fangzi gently stroked her mother's photo frame, her voice sounded bitter: "But no matter how much you blame yourself, it's useless."

People cannot be resurrected when they die.

Anda Yoko could only accept all this and lived alone in the metropolis of Tokyo.

"I see..."

Kitakawaji nodded, expressing his understanding of the other party's mood.

"My mother's affairs are almost over here... If you want to say the only thoughts she left for me...that's probably the amulet I gave me eight years ago. There's nothing else."

Anda Fangzi, who had already been worshipped, rubbed her eyes, then stood up and sat back in front of Kitakawa Temple.

"amulet...?"

Kitakawaji touched his chin.
Chapter completed!