"Hiss"

After passing through the gate, I let out air.

This time everything went so smoothly that even now I still suspected that went too smooth. On last time I walked out of this gate with one of my arm missing and other time I just threw out like garbage because I teleported directly into Mahabali's place.

He didn't throw me out because I arrived in his mansion as an uninvited guest, but because of me, he lost in gamble against a god of good luck Daikokuten. As a result, in a rage, he beat me up and thrown out of the gate. Later I found out Mahabali gambled with Daikokuten as who will enter his place he put his fortune on a male while Daikokuten put his on a female and a few moments later I arrived.

It is a miracle that I lived, well technically he and his servants broken every bone in my body, destroyed my heart and spine putting me in a half-dead state. Thanks to that I spent one year in Shangri-La which is nice and all, but I don't want to send any more of my points, so I went back to my work.

Now back to the present. I arrived in front of sanzu river of eastern hell. Just like a usual, it is full of people trying to cross the river. After their departure, first souls must cross the Sanzu river to meet king Yama and Ten judges. They cross different part of the river depending on how they lived to range from simple and peaceful bridge to deep water that full of man-eating monsters.

Passing the river with those souls in my bag is against the rules set by king Yama, so I opened my bag placing those souls in a cell that away from sanzu river.

"Stay there until I return with your life record. I don't know what will happen if you leave the cell and I don't take any responsibility for it."

I am saying for their sake well it will don't stop them for leaving the cell but at least I warn them because at least for now they are unregistered souls in this world so no matter how saint or good person automatically they will take as a sinner moment they place their foot in wrong place.

After saying my warning, I went towards the bridge.

"Well, last time I went to that part so today I go this way."

Why I choose which way I should go despite there is clearly a bridge in front of me? Of course, it's choosing which group of children I take it with me.

It is just hard to ignore those kids piling pebble with their beaten hand to reach paradise that they will never reach because it will be destroyed when pile reaches a certain height.

Just looking at their face mixed with tear and mud, I feel guilty without any reason.

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"It's a blind big sis!"

"Yaay! "

Looks like they already noticed me but they only move their mouth because they stuck in one place to build a pile of a pebble.

"Okay, okay lower your voices. Also, I am not blind."

Looks like I got some name for me but why they call me blind sis?

"But, big sister you always cover your eyes."

Oh, that huh. I quickly erase shackles on their bodies and prepared to send them back to the cycle of life.

"Well let's leave my problem here now all of you close your eyes ."

Obediently kids followed my word closed their eyes in front of me as I began to recite the heart sutra of Avalokitesvara. I am no god so I shouldn't do a job of god, but I can still help him. By reading his heart sutra of a specific god it is like communicating with them, so reading his sutra he immediately knows my location, what is my wish. Prayer and ceremony also work the same way, but it is like using the more powerful phone to call them.

A moment I finished the sutra kids begun to enloped by light and a few seconds later disappeared with light at the same time I heard a faint voice in my head.

"Thank you"

Just like that crossed the sanzu river and went towards a building that collects life records. Entering thought door I met building full of onis and spirits running around holding all kinds of scrols contains the life history of a specific person.

"Oh, Kanamori what bring you here."

Said one bald oni greeted me. He wearing black hakama(Japanese pants), simple white haori (Jacket) over his white kimono. He is Arata Eichi, chief of record department. He looked just like this, from the moment I first met him. I don't how old he is, but I say at least his age is double or triple of my age.

"Hey, Kanamori did you just now thought a very rude thing about me right ?"

Nope, why should I think a rude thing about workaholic like him?

"I want to take life record of newly arrived 500 souls."

I saw some Oni's transported away in a stretcher passing right beside me and other guy screaming unknown gibberish while writing something on a scroll. Poor guys, they definitely became like this because of overwork.

"Oh, we already received it. Here take them."

Arata gave me a box full of scrolls shining with all kinds of lights. Putting all those scrolls in my pouch, I returned cell then I saw 20 or 25 people who laying outside of cell without any skin.

Yep, those idiots got skinned alive by Datsue-baba.