Chapter 184-3
[Part 3/4]
With her fist stretched out towards the ceiling, she tightly grips fate again, letting out a mocking laugh. It's a mix of self-mockery and self-deprecation.
This young lady thought she was being overly dramatic. The secret powers of the shrine maiden? The recreation of the shrine maiden? It all seemed laughable to her.
After spending money, time, and sacrifices, she stitched everything together, but Miyataka did not value the completed products. There was no reason for her to care.
Even after putting them in a jar, they only turned out slightly better.
The flesh of the shrine maiden, the eyes of the shrine maiden. Even when stitched together, they still fell far short of the miraculous existence they once were, and their lifespan was dismal.
Above all, Miyataka Shinobu's shrine maiden powers had a fatal flaw.
"Hey, were you daydreaming here? Isn't it time for a refill?"
The shoji paper door slides open, and a man with a kind smile walks in. He's her teacher and partner in crime. A 'ghost' with a dirty appearance speaks casually.