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The little girl, Kyokotsu, stood very carefully next to Aoba, her small hands holding the skull shielding the two of them.
"Lord Aoba, be careful!"
"The Tengu's fear can summon lightning..."
Lightning?
Looking at the flickering lightning amidst the surging black mist, Qingye helplessly rubbed the little girl's head.
This left Kyokotsu completely stunned.
"Eh?!"
"We came here to help you solve your problems. If we were to ask you to protect us, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?"
Aoba smiled.
He skillfully twirled the knife.
This was just a subconscious action; from beginning to end, he believed that he was only holding a slightly special kitchen knife.
Knife embellishments and such are too simple.
"So, let's step back a bit."
The words fell.
Aoba slowly stepped forward again, looking at the fan in the Tengu's hand with intense curiosity in his eyes:
"I'm telling you... your next attack will come from the right, do you believe me?"
"How can it be!"
The tengu's eyes blazed with fury.
Does this guy think he's playing house like a child?!
He swung his round fan sharply, and stepped forward with his wooden clogs, the black wings flapping and making a slight rumbling sound.
All of a sudden——
It transformed into a streak of black light and attacked Qingye.
Aoba maintained a calm and relaxed demeanor, watching the approaching Karasu Tengu with a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth.
Now he can easily prepare an all-meat feast, and his eyesight is completely different from before.
In an instant, the katana was raised.
when--
The blades clashed once more.
The tengu's all-out slash failed to harm Aoba in the slightest.
A human and a demon were very close, locked in a struggle with their swords.
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"I told you you would attack from the right."
"How... is this possible?!"
The tengu's pupils widened as it stared at its own attack, truly as its opponent had predicted, and it was utterly shocked!
He was just thinking of creating more distance to retaliate.
However, Aoba no longer intended to conduct experiments.
The knife handle spins rapidly as if released from the hand, resembling a top chef showcasing his fancy knife skills on the kitchen counter.
As the force on the Tengu's blade dissipated, his entire body momentarily lost its balance.
boom! ! !
Aoba gripped the sword in reverse and slashed the back of the blade at the Tengu's back.
It smashed the wooden door of the hall right away, and the monster was thrown out of the front door.
"cough--"
The tengu crashed into the courtyard, knocking away many small monsters standing at the entrance, and let out a muffled cough.
Before he could even lift his head, he rolled to the side with all his might.
As he expected.
The next moment, a knife struck the spot where he landed, embedding itself more than three-tenths of an inch into the stone.
"You guy..."
The tengu scrambled to his feet, his face contorted with rage, brandishing his sword as he tried to speak.
But the young man who had been smiling now had an unusually calm expression on his face.
She simply stared at him intently, as if examining ingredients on a cutting board, before slowly drawing her long knife.
The tengu was terrified.
Having achieved fame at a young age and dominated the Kansai region, he never expected to encounter such a terrifying opponent in his very first turf war in Tokyo.
He gripped his sword with both hands and roared angrily, feeling the terrified gazes of the little monsters around him.
His face flushed with anger, and he charged forward with his knife in hand.
This is an absolute failure that cannot be tolerated!!!
clang--
No sooner had he finished speaking than Qingye's sword blocked the incoming blade.
A tremendous force instantly slammed the Tengu's body onto the bluestone slab, and the sword in his hand was knocked out of his grasp.
Ding bang!
The tengu wanted to pick up the skirt, but this time there was no chance.
Just as I got up, my body suddenly sank, and I was pressed against the wet bluestone floor by the boots. A cold glint fell in front of my eyes.
chap——
The blade grazed the tengu's long nose and plunged into the ground.
In this elegant courtyard, it seemed as if only the soft hum of a blade remained.
Aoba stood quietly in the courtyard, retracting her foot that had been stepping on the tengu, and looked down. Only then did her usual smile return.
"What do you want to discuss by posting in the Hundred Demons Group?"
The tengu's face twisted in pain as he stared intently at the sword before him.
"Your Hundred Demons Group doesn't even have a general, yet you occupy the most densely populated Shinjuku district. No wonder others want to take it from you..."
"So they were fighting over territory."
Aoba sighed helplessly, looking at the tengu lying on the ground, seemingly resigned to its fate:
"I heard you're the son of the Great Tengu, who's a great demon. You don't seem like it."
???
The tengu wanted to rebel; his father's name resounded throughout the entire Kansai region, and this kid was probably insulting him!
"Mad Bones".
Aoba then waved to Kyokotsu, who was staring in disbelief behind him.
"Lord Aoba!!!"
At this moment, the little girl's eyes were filled with his image, and her green pupils, full of admiration and respect, could hardly see anything else.
Would killing him get in the way?
"Hmm, the Great Tengu used to follow my sister, so she might be a little troubled by that."
Kyokotsu honestly explained the relationship between the two.
Is that so?
"How could that be! My father is a great tengu, a great tengu who participated in the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. How could he have followed an unknown little monster..."
what--!
Before the tengu could finish speaking, a scream rang out.
The blade was drawn out and then fell back down, piercing directly into the right arm and embedding itself in the bluestone.
The tengu's face twisted in horror as he looked at Aoba, unable to utter a word.
"I'm doing this because I'm afraid you'll think I don't dare to do it. I might not be able to kill your father, but killing you would be a piece of cake."
Qingye shrugged.
Cha——!
He drew his katana, wiped the blood-stained blade on the tengu's body, and then sheathed it.
He turned and walked towards the mansion gate.
The tengu gritted his teeth, clutched his bleeding right arm, and got up. He didn't dare to stop her and watched Aoba leave.
He's finally a bit more sober now.
As my father always said, always remain humble.
Among demons, power is determined by fear, but that guy didn't use any demonic power at all, and directly crushed him with his physical strength alone.
Squeak—!
The door opens.
Dozens, even hundreds, of all sorts of monsters had gathered outside the mansion.
Mad Bone, Blue Umbrella, and Red Demon stood in front of Aoba as if facing a formidable enemy.
The few monsters who had been invited stood trembling at the door.