Santri Famiglia's

Mind Movement

Angan Eiji was still left on the scriptures at Anki's study table, even though his body had left the room. Going down the stairs slowly, he recalled line by line the verse read earlier.

"Ara—" Eiji tried to pronounce the word Allah in his mind, "Izanami and Izanagi are considered the creator gods of Japan. Ara the creator of the entire universe. Does that mean Ara existed earlier than Izanagi and Izanami? Hm, could it be ...."

Eiji's logic connects the two.

"Why am I thinking about this?"

Eiji stopped at the last step of the stairs. His mind is still floating. He only read one page. However, the sheet was enough to make Eiji admit it. In terms of language, the book looks like a weighty literary work. It is not just a novel written at random.

That one page also made Eiji feel insinuated. The man smiled ironically. "Am I a perverse person for asking the wrong person for help?"

Eiji continued his steps towards the exit, still thinking of the words 'Allah' and 'You' from within the book which Eiji assumed to be the god of the Muslims. All this time, he did not understand why people liked to worship and pray to a figure who was not clear of his existence. Asking for help in humans who are clearly in plain sight is not necessarily getting help. Let alone asking 'them' who is out of nowhere and still alive or not. That was Eiji's thinking.

His grandfather was probably a devout priest. However, it cannot make Eiji also become a follower of the same belief. Only Anki becomes obedient and does not know since when the girl began to be interested in other beliefs.

Sometimes, Anki tells her when she is at home. Eiji only heard without the slightest interest. However, when he read the book earlier, he somehow felt it was like offering help to someone who needed help.

The book gives advice, a handle on doing good. Eiji did not understand why his brain suddenly analyzed all of this. It deviates once from its original purpose of returning home. Eiji tried to empty his mind and put the shoes back on.

Out of the house, Eiji ran. He just wants to see immediately the one person—adiknya he loves the most. The maze of sakura that accompanied him could not even take his mind off. His net looked straight, hoping to catch the shadow of the girl soon.

Although Eiji could not see his face, but he was sure it was his sister. Anki likes to wear that shirt when she goes to the temple. In addition, Anki becomes the only shrine maiden here at the moment.

Eiji grabbed the girl's body from behind, then landed his chin on the crown of the girl "Hyakunin isshu?" he said as he looked at the small note hanging on Anki's middle finger like a ring.

Anki. He had a bit of trouble seeing, but could recognize the sound of his embrace. "Oh, hey, brother! Tumben clock is here."

"Why read Hyakunin isshu in a place like this? Bring along a broomstick anyway," Eiji asked pleasantries. He just wanted to hear his sister's voice for longer.

"Ah, this is me indeed sweeping the temple grounds while memorizing. In goldenweek there's a match."

Hearing Anki's last sentence, Eiji widened his worried eyes. Hustle, the festival will be an easy moment to take advantage of to kidnap someone. Especially those professionals like SM, it was easy for them to trick the crowd and make their actions unknown.

Seriously, Eiji asked, "Where, with whom?"

"First day in Osu. Day three in Sakae. I'm with Mitsuki. We're a team."

"Mitsuki .. senior Yang became your classmate for having to repeat that?"