The white paper umbrella with the pattern of pink cherry blossoms is exactly the one she held up when she was engrossed in the visualization!
Why is this umbrella here? Am I actually visualizing? No, I'm dreaming... Is contemplation and dreaming connected
Don't get it... now it doesn't matter.
All that matters is this umbrella... will it work
Qianqiu held the handle of the umbrella, lifted it up, and opened it!
The paper umbrella glowed white, and the pressure she was under suddenly eased, and her consciousness recovered a bit.
The white light barrier blocked the falling petals, weakened the mysterious singing, and began to dispel the deep chill on her right leg.
"Thank you..." Qianqiu expressed his gratitude, regardless of how the umbrella came about.
Staring at the cold white mist behind the torii gate, her eyes flickered, and then she slowly closed her eyes.
"Mother… "
Take the initiative to sink your consciousness, think hard, dig in the dark, and find the fragments that should exist.
A chill emerged and gradually enveloped the whole body, as if sinking into icy water little by little.
If there was no paper umbrella barrier to resist, the chill would freeze her quickly, either excluding her from the dream, or leading to a worse situation.
Fortunately, this umbrella is here. In addition to forming a barrier of white light, the handle of the umbrella also conveyed soft warmth to Chiaki, helping her resist the cold, making her feel as if she was holding Seiji's hand.
"Don't worry, think about it carefully." It seemed that he could hear him say so.
Qianqiu felt relieved, and kept sinking in this state, slowly forgetting himself, forgetting where he was and where he was going.
Then she faintly heard her father's voice.
Not cold, but a gentle voice, speaking inaudible but gentle words...
She recognized her own name from it first.
Then another name was recognized.
The only remaining sliver of clarity allowed her to hold on to this fragment, and then slowly float up, forgetting those words, forgetting everything she thought of and digging, and she could only hold on to this only thing she got.
As the consciousness rises, the chill gradually recedes, but at a certain point, it suddenly encounters strong resistance!
The fragments were pulled, and the consciousness was squeezed... Qianqiu was very uncomfortable.
Never let go!
She endured, endured, and tried her best to protect the fragments.
"Let go, or you won't be able to go back." A mysterious voice seemed to say so.
no, do not want! Qianqiu refused.
"The power of that umbrella is limited, it won't last long, and you will be finished if you exhaust its power."
I have to take this back!
"That's not something you should take back, keep it, give it up."
I can't give up!
"If you have to do this, you will die."
I will not die!
"You're going to die because you're vulnerable."
I won't... Seiji will protect me!
Facing the mysterious existence, even though it is getting more and more uncomfortable and even painful, Qianqiu firmly resists.
Then there was what seemed to be a sigh, and what seemed to be a chuckle.
"Okay... I'll give you a chance." The mysterious voice suddenly became clearer, and it sounded like a young female voice.
"If you can pass the test, you are allowed to keep this and even more."
"You can't bear this test alone, you must find at least six people together..."
Then Qianqiu felt something passing over, and then the resistance suddenly disappeared.
The fragments were no longer pulled, consciousness continued to rise, the chill completely subsided, and she opened her eyes again.
After standing up in a daze, looking at the white mist in front of him, Qianqiu said the name that he finally found—
"Chihiro..."
Wakaba Chihiro, this is my mother's name!
As if hearing a call, a vague figure slowly appeared in the white mist.
"Qianqiu..." A faint female voice sounded like it came from a distant place.
"Mom!" Qian Qiu's eyes widened, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the person in the white mist.
Before her hand crossed the line, a hand emerged from the fog and caught her hand!
This hand obviously belonged to a woman's hand, cold and low in temperature.
"Qianqiu...you've grown up." The female voice said softly, and the hand stretched out in the fog followed Qianqiu's hand.
"Mom..." Qianqiu also held this hand, feeling very familiar with the touch.
Although I lost my memory, I still have an impression on my body—this is my mother's hand!
Unspeakable emotions surged from the bottom of her heart, and when she realized it, she was already in tears, and she burst into tears.
She wanted to talk, wanted to talk a lot to her mother, but didn't know what to say.
"Don't cry, mom is very happy to see you..." The gentle female voice also brought a crying sound, "You have grown up...you are so beautiful..."
Qianqiu kept crying, holding her mother's hand tightly, listening to her words, but her consciousness gradually became blank, and she felt forced to be excluded from the dream.
She wanted to resist, but couldn't.
"...don't come here again..." the female voice commanded, and the voice became farther and farther away.
"No! I'll come again... I'm going to take you back..."
"I can't go back... don't worry about me... stay with your father... live a good life..."
"Daddy remembers you! He misses you more than I do...he needs you..."
"Take care of him... Qianqiu... I love you all..."
"Mother-"
The petals fade away, the illusion fades away, and what you see and think in the dream becomes blurred.
The girl opened her eyes, once again in daze and tears.
Seiji was beside the bed, holding her hand like last time, looking at her with concern.
"This time... how?" He wiped her tears with a handkerchief.
Qianqiu was stunned for a while before slowly opening his mouth to speak.
"I remembered my mother's name... It seems to be Chihiro..."
"Looks like I saw her... hold her hand, talk to her..."
"There's still... a test..."
"Test?" Seiji was taken aback for a moment.
"Well, the test... requires six people... besides me, at least six people... within a day..." Qianqiu frowned, "I don't remember who said it...it shouldn't be my mother."
"That might be a god." Seiji's eyes flickered, "It gives you a test, and you need at least six companions to go through it together... What will happen if you pass this test? What will happen if you don't pass?"
"have no idea."
"How to identify a companion, and how to start the test, I don't know?"
Qianqiu was silent, then closed his eyes, obviously trying to remember.
"Umbrella..." she murmured.
"umbrella?"
"In the dream just now, I seemed to see the paper umbrella I used when I was in a trance."
"The paper umbrella used when imagining ecstasy..." Seiji widened his eyes slightly, "Did you enter the spiritual world in a dream just now?"
"I don't know... that's all I can think of."
"If you can think of it, it should be meaningful. Could it be that the test given by the gods is to be performed in the form of visualization?"
"Maybe." Qianqiu opened his eyes.
"If the test is really conducted in the form of contemplation..." Seiji thought of something, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "It may be very beneficial to us!"
The special spirit image in the spiritual house dojo, no matter who uses it to contemplate, he will definitely see "him".
Although the specific situation experienced by each ecstasy is different, the strength displayed by "he" is quite powerful, not only able to deal with demons and ghosts, but also suppress gods.
"His" name is "Kamigami Seiji"!
(end of this chapter)