After that confrontation with Moon Obscurer, the bamboo grove returned to tranquility once more. However, the figure of the Bamboo Shadow Yokai gradually became indistinct. Unlike other yokai who left clear traces, her existence was inherently intertwined with the bamboo grove, like bamboo leaves drifting in the wind, difficult to grasp. But after that calamity, I knew her mission was complete.
"Thank you, Bamboo Shadow," I whispered towards the depths of the bamboo grove.
She did not appear, but I could feel her presence still lingering within this bamboo forest. The image of the Bamboo Shadow Yokai, like the faintly emerging bamboo shadows themselves, was always there.
That night, I stood before the hotel again, gently closing my eyes, listening to the wind's song, listening to the whispers of the bamboo grove. Recalling the time that had passed, I had encountered countless yokai, solved many mysteries, and grown significantly through each adventure.
However, most importantly, I had begun to understand the unresolved knots in these yokai's hearts. The stories they brought were not just about conflict with humans but also tales of love, loss, memories, and hope. Every yokai had its own past and future, and I had become their bridge, guiding them towards peace and tranquility.
The departure of the Bamboo Shadow Yokai represented the end of one chapter, but it did not mean the end of everything. There were still many unknown yokai, many more stories waiting for me to uncover. In this land where yokai and humans intertwined, my hotel and I continued to play the role of the guardian, protecting these lost souls, helping them find their way home.
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