Since it's called a festival, there will be a festival.

From one o'clock, the stage next to the climbing stairs has already heated up the atmosphere with a superb performance. By the time the hands of the watch pointed to more than 2:40, the stage of the performance was already surrounded by water.

In such a situation, the members of the Junior Detective Corps obviously can't watch the show in a conventional way, so-

"Be careful, don't fall." Yahiro stood on the roof of his house, threw a few mats on the roof, and handed the telescope to the little ones who climbed up together. "You can hear the sound of the stage and the general movements, but you can see it more clearly with a telescope."

"It's a nice location!" Mitsuhiko was pleasantly surprised. "It's not far from the stage, and it's high."

"Hmm," Qianyu looked through his binoculars at the stage not far away. "It's still good like this, thank you, sister."

"You can't be allowed to go to the front of the stage to see other people's legs, can you?" Hachihiro stretched. "Qianyu, you look at them, I'll go back and sleep for a while."

"Sister, don't you watch the festival?" Ayumi knelt on the small cushion and asked curiously.

"I gave her the training belt of the shrine maiden, and I know exactly what she can dance." Hachihiro said, climbing down from the skylight.

"How long will it take?" Yuan Tai couldn't hold back and asked.

"Don't you like the show you're doing right now?" Qian Yu didn't put down her binoculars, still intently looking at the current prayer ceremony.

"It's boring, it's still fun to have a fire-breathing show." Yuan Tai pouted.

“。。。” Only then did Qian Yu react, for these little guys, only those items with specific visual impact are good-looking. Prayer rituals like the one that is going on right now, although interesting to Chiba's eyes, will make the little ones bored.

Oh, and this prayer ritual must be interesting to someone.

Chiba put down her binoculars and turned her head, and sure enough, she saw Conan watching the prayer ceremony intently. It is in stark contrast to the three small ones next to it.

Conan Edogawa, you're really a the-one... Adults are amazed by their reasoning ability, excellent physical fitness, extraordinary courage and courage. Not to mention children, even for adults, how many are as talented as you?

I don't know how far he will be able to grow in the future... Just thinking about it makes me shudder.

"What's wrong?" It was Conan who interrupted Chiha's thoughts. He didn't know when he had put down his binoculars and stared at Qianyu. "Is there anything on my face?"

"No, I think I was wrong." Realizing her gaffe, Chiba quickly found an excuse to cover up the past, and then resumed watching the prayer ceremony. At that moment, more than a dozen people descended from the staircase, the one behind the temple was none other than Councillor Nagisa, and in front of him was the member of the Order, who was also his butler.

The councillor went to the shrine? Before, Qianyu only saw Miss Maiden walking down, and didn't see anyone else, so the councilor and his party stayed on it for at least two hours, so much time, obviously not only to visit the Fork Ihime Shrine, I'm afraid there are some other political or other aspects of the negotiation or something.

Most of the others clinged to the edge of the crowd and walked into a small two-story building next to the street, where they could stand above everyone else and get the best view. Accompanied by the butler, Councillor Nagisa slowly walked to the front of the stage, and although there were many people watching the performance, they all made way for the councillors after pushing and complaining and urging each other.

Councillor Nagisa and the butler walked against the guardrail outside the stage to block the crowd, and when they reached the position directly opposite the stage, they stood still, not saying a word, apparently waiting for the next major event.

When the prayer ceremony came to an end and the goddess-blessed devotees left happily, everyone knew that the real protagonist of the festival was coming.

"Next play," a deep and loud male voice pierced through the air and reached Qianyu and the others, who were more than ten meters away from the stage. "Break new ground! Performer - Her Highness the Shrine Maiden! ”

The crowd, who had already been affected by the prayer ritual and had quieted down, were eagerly awaiting this big show.

"It's coming," Qianyu reminded him softly, and the little ones began to wait quietly.

Taiko drums, shakuhachi (a wind instrument) are played at the same time. A young girl wearing a golden crown, short lilac shoulder-length hair, and a white dress decorated with maple leaves paced into the room with a rattle bell. The colorful ribbons tied at the end of the rattle fluttered in the wind under the swing of the girl's other hand.

"Is this Miss Ying?" Conan's voice suddenly appeared in Chiba's ears, and in order not to delay others from watching the performance, his voice was very soft.

"Huh?" Qian Yu was slightly surprised, but then realized that Conan was right. "It seems to be... The face and hairstyle are similar, but how did you dye your hair? ”

The previous Miss Ying, her hair color was not like this!

"I didn't dye my hair," Conan confirmed, revisiting Ei's hair. "It's just a masterpiece of light."

Ying's expression does not give people the feeling of a pure natural girl like yesterday, but a kind of sacredness, nobility, and a hint of sadness.

Fast and slow support, footsteps flowing, words and deeds will be a sad girl who has been left here, and the things that are gently greeted by this paradise are beyond the pale story. When beautiful things that have never been noticed, but always exist, appear around the maiden, they confide in the sad and melancholy maiden and comfort her. Trees, birds, fish, bugs... The vibrant nature has given birth to countless beautiful lives.

The girl's dance steps quickened, obviously infected by the beauty of this place, and wanted to settle here and become a part of this land.

The gentle rhythm suddenly disappears, and the taiko drum takes over the main theme.

Plagues, fire, water, famine, wars, natural and man-made disasters have befallen this beautiful land, and more than one in a hundred lives have been devastated.

Shakuhachi joins again.

The girl knelt slightly, as if to ask for the power of the gods, and then, her movements suddenly became more rhythmic.

The maiden prayed to the heavens and received the power of the gods, and she led the people here to fight against natural disasters, defend against outsiders, protect this pure land, and make it more abundant.

When the calamity was over, the maiden had exhausted all her strength, so she said goodbye to them and laid to rest there. Taiko also withdrew as the plot progressed.

Before the long sleep, the girl gave her last dance, her expression sad, but the corners of her mouth were smiling. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. Even though you are about to part with this world, you are glad to be a part of the beautiful world that you are trying to protect.

The sound of bells and shakuhachi dissipated, and the girl's movements stopped.

The scene erupted in the warmest applause.