Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

By Tagosak Staring at the paper where Dr. Tagosak's magnificent Uyoli story is spelled hard,

"Since when does this paper...?

and ask somehow with a trembling voice.

The boy was beginning to meditate hand in hand to pray as soon as he came to the altar, so it was his grandfather who was nearby who answered my question.

"It was about a year ago. By then, I had heard stories about the teachings of Uyoli, and I lived by the villagers and their teachings… About a year ago, they told me it was too sacred and dangerous for me to say much, and I got this bundle of paper."

Too sacred to be dangerous...

The boy who was praying to Master Uyoli until just now is looking up at this one looking energetic to see if the prayer is over.

"It is! Master Uyoli is too amazing. The truth is, Master Uyoli is not his original name either. Your real name is hidden! He said it was too sacred to be a big deal!

"Heh. It's too sacred for me. Is it..."

"Yeah! Not only that, but when I see you in person, your eyes will be crushed by the sacred light!

"Waa, Thailand Hendesnay"

Seriously. It's not a big deal. Master Uyoli, it would be too much. Isn't that what you're talking about with that smile on your face?

If you say your name, your mouth will be tattered, and if you look at him, your eyes will be closed... maybe it's like an evil god or something? You all right, buddy?

You might think that if you wear the word sacred, you can handle it, but from what I hear, it's a form of curse!

When I put the paper back on the altar with my trembling hands, I held my head.

Oh, what do you mean?

Why is this happening?

For a time, yes, for a time, I was going to rigorously set my moxibustion on its patriarch, Tagosak, feeling the smell of such a suspicious religious group as the teachings of Uyoli.

So, I forbade him to talk verbally so he wouldn't talk to me on his own. That's good.

Is it possible that the result is that talking about uyoli makes my mouth spit...?

No, well, that, too, for once, yeah, okay, why is this paper out there?

Although I did tolerate spreading it in writing, it was for me to control the spreading of the document.

Until now, I have not given Mr. Tagosak permission.

In fact, when I was in school, I had several exchanges.

I put red in the story of Uyoli that Mr. Tagosak writes for me, and I'm re-writing and sending it to him saying no suspicious places. In contrast, Tagosak sent me another correction, and there was a red line on it...

Think about it, and again, think about what's written in this document.

This content is not a story written after I banned Mr. Tagosak from speaking. It's a story you've been sending me since I was in school.

I put in a diagonal line and don't send me anymore! And I was sending it back.

Speaking of which, when I sent it back, I was now writing a completely different story and sending it...

No way, but. No way, Mr. Tagosak. Did you see what you wrote "Please don't send me anymore" as an interpretation of "Perfect, so you don't have to send me anymore"?

... No, it doesn't matter when this happens anymore. Because it's actually already out there.

Being out to a village on the edge of a mountain like this means that this piece of paper is probably spreading everywhere...

But the villagers in the pioneering village are not educated, so they can't read the letters. Even if the letter is out there, you should not be able to grasp the details….

"Hey, hey, sister, can you read letters? I'll read it to you, okay?

"Eh... can you read this, the letters on the paper?

Horrible to hear. I approved that if I were to write to Mr. Tagosak, I could leave the story of Uyoli because villagers can't even read the letters... because I decided that it would be harder to spread as much momentum as before.

So I was stepping on if the dangerous Mr. Tagosak would feel steady by writing his overflowing delusions on paper.

And yet, even such a small child, can read letters? That's not the pioneering village I know.

"Of course! I can read it!

The boy is happily chested.

The child's mother also came from behind and laughed like trouble.

"It's not perfect, but the content is on my mind because this story is a teaching I used to hear verbally. So it kind of feels like I can read the letters."

"Really..."

My perception was sweet.

In my heart, I thought no one would seriously listen to such ridiculous stories.

Because a golden baby. You know, there's no way you can think about it like it was born of a tampon. First of all, it seems that Yomogi was created by a golden baby, too, but it was originally there! You originally grew up on the side of the road!

I watched Tagosak's brainwashing abilities sweetly. And we all believe too much. Frightening. I'll definitely buy a bump or something sometime! Thank you! Or say and buy expensive bumps, right?!?

Oh, for now, what do we do? What about this altar?

Or maybe this, splendid cave...

"Maybe this cave was... originally meant to honor this altar... this piece of paper?

"Yeah, it is. Because in the presence of the Yang, it is forbidden to touch this teaching. We built and enlarged the caves that originally existed naturally. Because I really wanted to create a place to touch the teachings...... On second thought, this is how I was able to hide from the demons here, also thanks to the fact that I had set up a cave to house this altar. Master Uyoli's teaching is great. You said you'd make a place to protect us."

My uncle, who was nearby, told me so with a flamboyant smile.

No, maybe Uyoli hasn't thought that far, yeah.

Something's giving me a headache.

What shall I do with this? It's quite a treat.

From what I've heard, Uyoli is considered a mysterious figure, and the only salvation I haven't spread to the wind of Uyoli.

But if we leave this like this... one day, it'll be a big deal.

Although Uyoli's story is supposed to be mouth-watering when he talks in the sun, and he won't be able to spread it that far to the Great Pyra...

But I'm sure, one day, the royal family will know.

What will the country think of this status quo of admiring something that is not even a wizard......

Shall I, at this moment, forbid you from touching the teachings of Uyoli? I might be able to do that with countess authority.

Bring this piece of paper to the fire, for example...?

Again, I saw the faces of the people around the altar.

Those who are eager to pray, those who, thanks to this lair, rejoice that the villagers have made less sacrifices, who offer their thanks to Uyoli, those who are weeping that rescue from the lord came as soon as possible is also the guide of Master Uyoli, children who are delightfully decorating the altar with tampon flowers......

Only when the demons chased the village in this room do I feel a little more at peace.

... I can't. In this unusual atmosphere, yes, yes, uyoli or something, no -! Yes, no, no, no! Dismissed! Dismissed! Or me, I can't tell you.

I mean, when I say it, I'm afraid of later.

Because, in fact, thanks to this teaching spread by Mr. Tagosak, the village has been saved from a crisis situation.

So is the existence of this cave, and even for the treatment of injuries, that teaching is useful.

Besides, the villagers use the presence of Uyoli as a base for their hearts.

If I take that away......

Atashi swallows the stuffed knob in his mouth.

And exhaled a little longer.

Once, let's miss it.

At least until the demonic disturbances that took place in this heavy rain subside. Otherwise, because otherwise...

After this commotion calms down, it's not too late to rethink about Uyoli either. No, not exactly, it was too late, but it's still critical. It should be.

The country won't be if it's a collapse of ties that's blinding us to this, and let's just miss this difficult time. When you calm down, tie Mr. Tagosak up. But I'll do something about it.

Before the country knows it... hide it.

So now let's embrace the good fortune of the village of Sursul, spared the worst, thanks to an evil godly savior whose mouth would be bitter if he spoke the name of this Uyoli. Let's do that.

I mean, that's all I can do anymore!