292 wants to live in a big house_2

On the withered grassland.

Dressed in the Black Patterned Battle Garment, with a katana hanging at his waist, Kamiyagawa stood with his head bowed, the sleeves and hem of his garment fluttering in the wind blowing from the surrounding mountains.

Behind him lay the remains of the Yamanba Residence, now in ruins, leaving only desolation.

Before him stood a mound made of black volcanic rock, atop which the Divine Palace of the Granny of the Mountain stood erect.

In front of the red doors of the Divine Palace, there stood a white candle. The decorative shimenawa ropes and bells of the shrine swayed gently with the wind, yet the candle's rice-grain-sized flame remained utterly still, burning quietly, heavily serene...

That night, Kamiyagawa stayed for a long time beside the Yamanba Residence.

...

"♪Be a man, someday you'll be alright..."

The phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Good evening, is this Mr. Kamiya?"

"Yes, who's this?"