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Chapter 2842 A world government that benefits, cherishes, and pampers the people!
These souls transformed into pure white light in mid-air.

Like a meteor shower flowing backwards, it surged into the pillar of light of the 'Tree of the Ages'.

They travel along the 'bridge' connecting the two worlds, carrying their longing for relatives and friends, towards the spiritual city of the human realm.

High in the sky somewhere in the underworld.

Hagoromo Otsutsuki sat cross-legged atop the centipede sage's head, watching this scene with deep emotion, and murmured softly:

"Only Lord Im and the World Government could accomplish something like this."

At the same time, there are also the underworld gods such as Yama, Abe no Seimei, Kikyo, and Ymir.

Others include Jiang Shou, Harald, Yoriichi Tsugikuni, Tatsumi, Kagami Uchiha, and King Hassan.

They all turned their gaze to the pillar of light that shot into the dark red sky.

Here in Lingdu City.

Mikasa tilted her head back, tears blurring her vision.

She knew that among those 'shooting stars,' there must be two who were the people she longed for day and night.

"Alan Armin."

"elder sister."

Not far away, Shinobu Kocho also held Giyu Tomioka's hand tightly, her eyes filled with tears.

And along the long coastline of Wajima Island.

Without warning, translucent barriers that stretched from the sky to the ground suddenly appeared.

These barriers emitted a faint, pale blue light, like giant inverted glass bowls, enveloping the entire island.

This is the 'Three Realms Reincarnation, Eternal Rest Barrier' that the Yin-Yang Bureau set up in advance.

It does not obstruct living people or objects.

However, it can prevent any soul from freely entering or leaving.

This is to ensure that this 'Ghost Festival' can be carried out in an orderly manner within a controllable range.

To prevent undead from taking the opportunity to escape and cause unnecessary chaos.

About ten seconds later.

The people in Lingdu City, who had been holding their breath, finally witnessed the scene they had been waiting for.

Suddenly, pure white, flawless soul beams emerged from the end of the pillar of light that shot straight into the sky from the 'Tree of the Ages'.

They resembled a reversed meteor shower, cascading down the surface of the beam of light.

They plunged into the human world in a mighty and overwhelming manner.

This scene is as magnificent as a mythical epic.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the shower of light.

He couldn't even make a sound.

at the same time.

On the island cloud platform above Lingdu City, shrouded in a magical barrier.

The women around Im were also deeply shocked by this scene.

Esdeath, who was always proud, involuntarily widened her icy blue eyes.

Historia clasped her hands together in front of her chest, her eyes reddening, her heart filled with indescribable emotion.

Lala's ahoge (cowlick) stood straight up, and her large, emerald-like eyes were filled with surprise and excitement.

Mengmeng and Nana also looked completely incredulous.

Even the usually composed Stuart and Nicole Robin were moved.

This scene was truly spectacular.

Who would have thought that the spirits of the underworld would break through dimensional barriers in droves and descend upon the human world?

Among all the amazed faces, only the elegant Denise remained remarkably calm.

She sat quietly in her seat, a signature smile on her lips, her eyes conveying composure.

After all, he is the god of Rapol in the world of Claymore.

They have a much deeper understanding of the soul and the underworld than ordinary people.

This is the scene before my eyes.

Naturally, it couldn't cause her much emotional distress.

At most, I'm surprised that the world government is willing to hold such an annual event as the 'Ghost Festival'.

And this kind of activity doesn't seem to bring any real benefits.

Rather than saying it benefits or makes things convenient for the people, it's more accurate to say it pampers them.

Meanwhile, Im, who was sitting in the main seat, let Durandal sit in his lap.

Gently swirl the red wine in the stemmed glass with one hand.

Those rippled golden eyes calmly watched the falling rain of soul light.

Unlike others who were still reeling from the shock.

Im felt that the scale of the event was rather small.

The number of souls that crossed over from this realm is probably only around a thousand.

However, with a little thought, one can understand the actions of those below.

After all, this is the first time the world government has held a 'Ghost Festival'.

Whether it's the high-ranking officials of the World Government, the Onmyōryō (Bureau of Yin and Yang) responsible for specific implementation, or the Yamain (Inner Palace) of the Underworld.

During the preparation phase, we will certainly adhere to the principle of proceeding with caution.

To ensure the smooth running of the event, the number of applications approved was deliberately controlled.

As they become more proficient and experienced in the 'Ghost Festival Resurrection' ritual, they will gradually relax the restrictions and increase the number of applicants.

The scale will naturally continue to expand.

Until one day in the future, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of souls will appear simultaneously, transforming into a dazzling galaxy that blots out the sky.

They descended in a grand procession from the underworld to Lingdu City.

This then spreads throughout the entire island of Kazuno, where humans and spirits live in harmony for a day and a night, expressing their longing for each other.

In the blink of an eye.

Thousands of pure white, flawless streaks of light followed the soaring pillar of light.

Arrive above the Tree of Ages Plaza.

Their light faded in mid-air, gradually manifesting as translucent soul figures.

Among them were elderly people with white hair, young men and women, and innocent children.

Every face was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

They hovered at low altitude.

His gaze swept anxiously back and forth across the crowd below.

Trying to find the face they've been longing for as soon as possible.

Simultaneously.

One heartfelt call after another rang out.

"father!"

"mom!"

"Declan!"

In the square, those who had submitted their applications early and waited anxiously finally broke down in tears.

They all stood on tiptoe, desperately raising their arms and waving them in the wind and snow, shouting out their unforgettable longing with all their might.

All so that their deceased relatives and friends in mid-air could find them as soon as possible.

In a short time.

The once quiet and solemn square has become lively and noisy.

Every now and then, souls find each other and become connected.

They transformed into streaks of light and drifted down.

The living and the dead embraced tightly, supported by the 'barrier'.

Even though the touch was only a slightly cool spirit, the warmth in my heart was incredibly real.

Touching scenes of couples embracing and weeping were constantly unfolding in every corner of the square.

They converged into a sea of ​​tears and laughter.

They then nestled together and embarked on their journey home, illuminated by lamplight.

A day and a night is too short and must be cherished.

And in this deeply moving sea of ​​people.

Tanjiro Kamado and Nezuko were finally reunited with their family.

"Tanjiro! Nezuko!"

A familiar and gentle voice called out.

Tanjiro was startled and looked in the direction of the sound.

All I could see were my father, Tanjuro Kamado, and my mother, Aoi.

He was leading Takeo, Hanako, Shigeru, and the youngest, Rokuta.

She floated down in front of them with a face full of love and excitement.

"Father! Mother! Everyone!"

Tanjiro's tears welled up instantly.

Nezuko burst into tears and threw herself into her mother's translucent embrace.

The family embraced tightly.

It's as if they're trying to make up for all the time they've lost over the years.

A moment later.

After wiping away his tears of joy, Tanjiro, with red eyes, pulled Kanao, whose eyes were also filled with tears, over and solemnly introduced his wife to his parents.

Nezuko stopped crying and smiled, pulling Zenitsu Agatsuma, who was sweating profusely and bowing repeatedly at a 90-degree angle, forward.

Seeing their children grow up safely and find their own happiness, the Kamado couple had smiles of satisfaction on their faces.

The four younger siblings surrounded Kanao and Zenitsu, chattering excitedly as they called them sister-in-law and brother-in-law.

For a time, laughter and cheerful chatter filled the corner where the family lived.

The warm atmosphere dispelled the chill of Lingdu City.
(End of this chapter)