However, the regrettable thing is that in recent years, many people have begun to report to temples that the sound of bells is disturbing, so most temples have considered whether to abolish this custom or change the time for ringing bells to other times.

Located in Kobe, a temple called Hozen is also considering these issues.

The abbot of Hozen Temple is an old man over sixty years old, with a kind face and kind eyes, and has a good reputation in the surrounding area.

Although the temple has never received complaints due to the bell ringing, considering that the temple is built near a residential area, the director is already considering changing the bell ringing time to noon, or not ringing the bell at all.

Old traditions, bad traditions, and inappropriate traditions will always be lost in the tide of the times. There is no way around it.

"This year should be the last time."

The old man looked at the bell that exuded the vicissitudes of life and sighed softly.

It was about half an hour before midnight, and the old man and his disciples who were about to ring the bell were quietly waiting in front of the bell, waiting for that moment to arrive.

The stars have disappeared, and on the land shrouded in darkness, houses are lit with lights.

In the darkness of the night, the host saw a shadow walking over from the darkness, and then stopped under the stage.

The girl with long cherry-colored hair looked around and murmured: "There are fewer and fewer people. This year, I am the only one..."

It was still long, so the cherry-haired girl took out her mobile phone and looked down at something.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on her face, as bright as the cherry blossoms in the winter night.

"Shirou just posted the update, and so many people forwarded it and commented..."

Because the girl comes to watch the ceremony alone at this time every year and comes to pay homage early the next morning, the host remembers her name.

Okitaji.

However, what the girl was saying was, "It's finally about to begin." "This time, I must prove myself in front of Shirou." "Hahaha, what do you mean, it's you Emiya Shirou again." These people will not come.

Really? I really won’t read Shirou’s works in the future?’ The host didn’t quite understand.

But one thing, the host can be sure, the girl's eyes are always shining, which is completely different from a few years ago.

The old man looked at the only spectator and an idea came into his mind.

After a while, he turned his head, said a few words to the disciple who was about to ring the bell, and then slowly walked to Okitaji.

"Sister Okita..."

"Hmm? What's wrong with the host?"

Okita raised his head, with some confusion on his face.

It's almost half hour in five minutes. At this time, shouldn't the old man who is in charge be staying up there?

"Sister Okita, our Hozen Temple would like to invite you to ring the bells on New Year's Eve. What do you think?" the host asked.

"I?"

Sister Okita was stunned at first, then moved, and finally turned into a wave of questions: "Didn't people from the temple do the knocking in the past?"

"Starting from next year, Hozenji Temple will no longer ring the bell at midnight, so this last time, we want Sister Okita, the only spectator, to ring it. In this case, it will be more meaningful."

The host smiled kindly and did not choose to hide anything.

Sister Okita opened her mouth.

She has realized why the temple is abolishing this custom.

"I understand, just let me do it." Sister Okita stood in front of the Buddhist bell and said with a smile: "Actually, host, I have wanted to ring it for a long time. By the way, are there any special rules for this bell ringing ceremony, such as

What do you want in your mouth, what posture should you use to strike with your hands, that sort of thing."

When the host heard this, he smiled and shook his head.

"It's up to you, but the interval and intensity of ringing the bell should be as consistent as possible. Just ring the bell one hundred and eight times in a leisurely manner. If you are tired of ringing and chatting, you can let the person next to you take over."

"No, no, no, my physical strength is quite good."

Sister Okita smiled.

"One hundred and eight times, right? Absolutely no problem!"

The time soon came to midnight.

At the host's signal, Sister Okita took a deep breath, shook the rope tied to the bell, and shouted softly.

"Evils banished!"

Boom~

The dull and solemn bells sounded one after another, accompanied by a gentle rhythm.

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Chapter completed!