The Shaman Wants Transcendence

29 – The Difference Between a Freak and an Uninvited Guest

How can I safely dissolve it?

How can I get out of the suspect’s line completely?

Where is the blind spot that is perfectly safe from the prying eyes of all over Japan?

What is the answer?

‘It’s a bad thing to hide your face, and it’s a serious thing to disguise yourself.’

Jinseong decided to use the characteristics of the Japanese.

Japan is a country where remnants of class remain even in modern times.

A clear, impassable wall of class.

This is true of countries that have not properly converted to democracy, and representative countries include the UK and Japan. Although the UK did not legally stipulate, education was used as a wall to maintain each class and power.

A prime example is politicians.

Japan is a democratic society where politicians are inherited from generation to generation.

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The reason is that their surnames and the power they have accumulated in the region made people recognize that it is natural to have power.

In addition, for a long time, it was taken for granted to submit to the strong. Because of that, they take it for granted that they give in to those who seem to have power, and become the scaffolding and pillars that support that power.

‘It’s a truly bizarre country.’

Such a fixed class does not change even if the primacy of power changes. Just as the samurai class in the past could not easily challenge the authority of the ruling family and the emperor no matter how much strength they raised and how many soldiers they gathered, the already hardened class became another kind of power and intangible power.

In the modern era, the class disappeared and the emperor was demoted from a living god to a human being, and another reason for fixing the class was released to people in accordance with the information age.

But even so, an invisible class remained.

The person who ran the restaurant must inherit it.

Military martial arts must be developed from generation to generation.

The artisan must pass on the skill to his successors.

Inheritance of technology passed down from generation to generation.

Family business.

Powerful people prevented ordinary people from rising in the ranks in the name of family business, and under the cover of artisanship, they let ignoramuses become their own tools. And illusions so easily infiltrated the Japanese and became common knowledge.

Politicians naturally pass on their constituencies to their children.

This is common sense.

The professor passes the position on to his children.

This is common sense.

In order to succeed, the family itself must be excellent.

This is common sense.

So now, the class has naturally hardened, and the Japanese have accepted it.

What Jinseong wanted to use was the power of that class.

Press down with authority

Power prevents questions from arising.

How good is it?

Hiding or disguising yourself is something you should do to avoid being noticed.

But when you get power, someone else tries.

Beyond free movement, the mindset itself is completely different.

Another question arises here.

So how do you get the power of class?

‘If you win the heart, everything will be solved.’

Only mind.

Only the heartWill be the answer

If you ask with all your heart and share your heart, how can there be something you cannot achieve?

“ॐ-“

* * *

The gentleman is silent.

This tranquility is quite different from the tranquility of a temple, and it is a tranquility that exists with the comfort of melting into the bosom of a divine spirit. The silence has a feeling of stimulating the memory of a fetus that was immersed in amniotic fluid at first glance, and there was a sense of intimidation that made even birds and animals not cry recklessly even if they landed, and even if worshipers came, they just quietly worshiped and went.

But for Rise, this silence was really disgusting.

“Ha…”

Rise Saigo was fed up with everything.

Even a gentleman with no customers.

Even the stairs that are unnecessarily high and make me exhausted every time I go up and down.

You must have a family business. Even the nagging father.

And, he even wears the shrine maiden’s uniform.

She sighed and put her things down and sat down on her steps.

‘It’s like a leash holding me down.’

Life on rails.

She regarded her own life as such.

The life of being born in a shrine, being educated as a shrine maiden, and having to worship a deity for the rest of your life.

At least, if I could become a priest, I would be motivated, but that’s not the case.

Because a shaman cannot become a priest.

It was clear that the priesthood would not belong to her, who was born and raised in a gentlemanly family, but to a man whose name or face was brought in as Daryl’s son-in-law.

‘I’m sick of it…’

But even though she knew that being a shaman would make her own life boring, she wouldn’t let go of it. No, she might be right.

Her leash was obviously a shackle that tightened her life, but at the same time, her name tag on her leash became a protective shield that kept her safe from external pressure.

Right now, she wears nice clothes and eats good food because of the wealth of the gentleman, and she is treated well in the region because of the gentleman’s prestige, and she is treated wherever she goes in Japan because she is a shrine maiden of a famous shrine. Because of the reason

What is left of her when she takes it off?

She is not as smart as Airi, who went on to Waseda University. Like Mahiro, she’s full of talent, so it’s not even that she can go to the entertainment industry. Like Shiori, she’s not talented in martial arts, and like Rena, she’s talented in magic, so she can’t go abroad to study.

Does not exist.

The only thing that makes her special is that she is a gentleman’s daughter, her shaman. If you take it off, she is a citizen scattered here and there, no… There would be no difference between a body that is not as good as the people.

‘I wanted to try a break at least once…’

That’s why she needed memories in her life that would follow the rails that her life’s track had been set for. She wouldn’t have been able to play with fire because she had to keep her virginity, but she wanted to try the fresh love that comes out of books or dramas.

‘If it weren’t for that scoundrel…’

But that trivial wish went wrong from the start.

He was caught by some scoundrel in the city where he went to visit wearing pretty clothes with a big heart.

The man who seemed to be her unattended man tried to entice her in a rather violent and coercive way, and tried to get her in the mood and lead her to her hotel. I couldn’t hear her even when she said noHe pursued him so persistently, and his courtship, which was no different from that of a first-time stalker, continued until it was getting dark and it was time for her to return to the shrine.

So she was forced to reveal her divine powers and reveal her own identity.

It was because she was too persistent, but as the day got dark, she became more and more violent and coercive as if it was all good. She had a sense of crisis that if she did not reveal her identity, she might be in big trouble.

She just wanted to settle things quietly, so she thought of only revealing her identity and quietly leaving Mu-in…

Mu-in was much more stupid and stupid than she thought.

She didn’t even feel the power she radiated from her, and she assumed that the identity she revealed was a lie to exorcise herself.

So she had no choice but to ask for help from the people around her.

Naturally, her father was furious. He urged to punish the warrior with a strong protest against the Yatae Arang Ryu (野太刀餓狼流), the school of her martial arts that had troubled her.

Her revenge was easily accomplished thanks to her powerful power as a local retainer and a historical gentleman, and the military man who had troubled Rise left the region and was dispatched to Korea as if he were running away.

But after that incident, she couldn’t even dream of her escape. When she went out anywhere, she was always followed by her escort, and she was discouraged, saying that trying to do things from dramas would hurt her dignity. At least because of her strong will, she was able to enjoy watching dramas and movies, which were her hobbies, but that’s all.

“Whoa…”

She stood up again feeling the presence of her leash as if her breath was choking her.

Her leash that constricted her.

But a leash that can’t be taken off.

Maybe forever…

“No.”

She shook her head vigorously to dispel her increasingly negative thoughts. Then she went back up her tall steps to the shrine. Fortunately, thanks to one break, she climbed without too much effort and was able to pass the red-painted torii.

As she passes the boundary separating her secular world from Shinto, her calm divine power greets her as usual…

“To?”

She didn’t greet

I couldn’t feel the divine power that I should feel when I crossed the torii, the divine power that should flow as if welcoming her presence and energize her.

‘Is the god sleeping?’

Rise was puzzled and headed for the main hall as she normally did. As usual, she was to place the offering she had obtained from the village on her body.

“Are you a shrine maiden here?”

And she saw a strange man there.

“Yes?”

She was a large man, about a head between her and hers. However, compared to his great height, his body was slender, and the well-dressed suit fit the man’s body naturally, as if it were skin.

For some reason, RiSe thought that the man resembled a rabbit.

“I was waiting like this because the priestess told the shrine maiden that there was something to do here and that no one should come in. Instead, the priestess asked the shrine maiden to organize the ema.”

Her rabbit-like man politely told her so.

‘Is your father conscious?’

She didn’t doubt the man’s words.

If someone offends the spirit, the father enters and performs a ritual to appease the spirit.It was often I understood that the strange feeling of the divine power when crossing the torii gate was because the divine spirit was angry or upset about something.

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“Yes. I understand. Were you waiting for me to tell you that?”

“Yes. Oh, don’t be pressured. We didn’t have to wait long.”

“I’m so sorry I wasted your time though…”

“No. I’m just grateful that I’ve been of any help to the gentleman.”

Lise felt that the man was interested in her.

It may be her interest in a man who looks a little different from the people she always sees, stemming from her desire to break away. In particular, the impression of a man resembling a rabbit made me think that there would be no problem even if I deviated for a while.

That’s why you may have noticed it late.

Man’s impression.

A harmless face resembling a rabbit.

That attitude that is unmatched polite.

The atmosphere seemed to scream that it was unnaturally safe.

Delayed her judgment.

“Shinchang?”

Rise Saigo turned her back to the man and took a few steps before noticing something strange.

She slowly turned her back and looked at the man. The man was standing right in her place, staring at her, her face still looking harmless, and she asked her man.

“What did the priest say?”

“He asked me to clean up the ema at Sinchang.”

Lyse’s father was a very strict man.

At the same time, he was an example of a priest, and he believed more than anyone else that ‘name has power’. Because of that, she couldn’t even call her friend by her nickname.

Did that father ask you to clean up the ema in the new window?

“…Our gentleman keeps the ema in the ema hall?”

“Oh, is that so? I just relayed what I heard…”

The man scratched his head with an innocent looking face.

However, Rise was not seduced by that appearance.

“Your father couldn’t have said that?”

He is a person who hates names and words. There was no way that such a person would have called the building of a shrine by any other name.

RiSe stepped back as if she was wary of the man and raised her divine power. However, her divine power was not sure if there was something wrong with her, and she looked at the main shrine and the man alternately with great bewilderment.

“Why. What’s not going right?”

In Rise’s eyes, the man still looked like a rabbit.

But now… He didn’t look harmless.