Chapter 131: My Wife Called Me Home for Dinner.
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On the street.
Tanjuro and Himejima were watching over Akaza who was immersed in the illusion.
Soon.
Tap tap tap!
Footsteps and the collision of tiles came from the roof across the street.
"Kamado-san——!"
Rengoku Kyojuro shouted, his feather weave was blown up by the wind, and he ran and jumped down from the roof: "I'm sorry! We're late!"
Bang!
He landed heavily on the street, his legs squatting slightly to relieve his strength.
"Is it done?" Kyojuro raised his head, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Tanjuro who turned his head to look at him.
After looking around, Kyojuro's gaze rested on Akaza, who had half of his body turned into ashes.
— It's that Upper Rank demon!
This look...
He raised his bright eyes.
Is he half-dead already!
Although he was a little confused, seeing that both Tanjuro and Himejima were calm and composed, he also acted very naturally.
"I see!" Kyojuro stood up with a swish, crossed his arms, and smiled brightly and nodded.
Plop.
Tomioka Giyu followed closely, landing lightly, and appeared expressionless.
He unexpectedly glanced at Chachamaru on Tanjuro's shoulder.
Then, after his gaze stayed on Akaza for a while, Tomioka Giyu looked strangely at Kyojuro next to him.
Tomioka Giyu asked in a low voice:
"...What's the situation now?"
Kyojuro turned his head back very briskly, his red hair swaying, and he showed a bright smile with his white teeth:
"I don't know!"
Swish! He gave a thumbs up:
"But it's definitely okay!"
Tomioka Giyu was taken aback.
—?
Cold sweat slowly dripped from his forehead, he felt that the eldest son of the Rengoku family in front of him, compared to his father...
Was a bit... too talkative.
Thinking about it, he withdrew his gaze.
But, it feels pretty good.
Noticing that Tomioka Giyu seemed to be feeling light-hearted, Himejima cast a puzzled "gaze".
At this time.
In front of several people.
Akaza, who was standing in place, suddenly trembled.
Creak!
The sound of his body creaking echoed, immediately attracting the attention of several people on the scene.
Shasha...
The last bit of pink gas on the ground dissipated completely, Akaza's nose twitched, as if he was struggling to endure something, and the right half of his body quickly regenerated.
As the liquid on the ground completely dried up.
Akaza's stunned eyes quickly cleared.
He blinked in a daze, and paused in place.
This is... my dwelling place.
Looking up, the pale moon is reflected in my eyes.
The darkened vision meets the gaze of Tanjuro and the others one by one.
Just now, the vast whiteness, the huge sakura dragon, and that vivid red sword, all disappeared in an instant.
Breathing deeply...
"Did I... come out?" Akaza shook his head, murmuring softly, his expression still somewhat bewildered:
"What exactly... was all that just now..."
In his mutterings, he unintentionally lowered his head and looked at his right half of the body that was regenerating from the ashes.
His pupils suddenly shrank.
—His life force is indeed fading!
—Everything I saw just now, it all really happened!
That means, that sword...
Halfway through his self-doubting thoughts,
Akaza suddenly remembered what he was supposed to do and abruptly raised his head.
He looked around and finally locked onto Tanjuro, unconsciously getting into a fighting stance, his fists clenched.
In his field of vision, Tanjuro's body quickly became transparent.
The so-called supreme domain, he has already stepped into it!
[Destructive Death·Compass Needle]!
Creak!
His muscles suddenly tensed!
Noticing Akaza's starting action.
"Don't think about it...!" Himejima's monk robe fluttered, he raised his burly arm, unconsciously swinging the meteor hammer and broadsword in his hand.
"Wait a moment."
Tanjuro said softly, standing in front of Himejima.
The still red-hot Kusabimaru in his hand lowered its sword was ready to behead Akaza at any time.
He turned his head back and looked at Himejima:
"Trust me."
Seeing this, Himejima was silent for a moment, slowly putting down the Nichirin Sword in his hand.
At the same time.
"There's no mistake!!" Akaza gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed on Tanjuro, he shouted:
"The human who defeated that guy, holding that sword!"
"It's you!"
Boom!!
The ground under his feet suddenly cracked, Akaza stomped hard, his whole body's alertness was at its maximum.
He is absolutely correct!
In his eyes, Tanjuro's appearance was reflected very clearly.
This guy, is the one I saw in the illusion just now—
The human who defeated that huge creature!
Possessing a life force far beyond that of a demon, able to freely control such a terrifying ominous sword!
In other words, my guess—
The one who killed the Upper Rank One, must also be him!
Thinking of this.
Akaza's previously suppressed fighting spirit rose again, although he couldn't personally fight with such a creature.
But he can—choose a stronger target!
Both fists clenched!
[ Destructive Death·Annihilation Type]!
Boom!!
He took a step forward, his bare foot stomped hard on the street mixed with mud and stones, the Buddha beads on his ankle vibrated due to the force, making a clanging sound.
"Roar——!!"
Akaza spread his arms, his upper body slightly bent down, the movement of his muscles clearly visible under the floating short coat.
The blood demon art exploded at full force, hundreds of years of martial arts poured into this moment!
Gathering strength!
Boom——!
An invisible force erupted from his body! Wrapping around Akaza's entire demon, the rapidly rising momentum brought up a gust of wind! Spreading out in all directions!
The rising airflow even blurred Akaza's roaring figure!
On the other side,
Hearing Akaza's words, Tanjuro, along with Kyojuro and the others, took several steps back in succession.
He frowned, looking at Akaza with some confusion.
Akaza's voice echoed in his ears.
That guy? Holding the sword?
Tanjuro jumped out of the range of Akaza's gathering attack, while he strangely twisted his head back, couldn't help but frown.
He lowered his eyes, and looked at the envelope written by Tamayo in his hand again for confirmation.
The words [Varies by Person]—
He just guessed that what Akaza saw was most likely his own memories when he was a human.
In that case, Akaza, who has found himself again, should be in a state of self-loathing and regret, and trying to commit suicide.
But now.
Tanjuro looked at Akaza again, seeing his full-outburst appearance, he was even more puzzled.
He couldn't help but think to himself.
— What exactly did Akaza see?
Boom!!
The dirt on the street was lifted by the suddenly rising and gushing airflow, floating in mid-air against gravity.
Akaza stood in the center of the airflow, his eyes were white, and the demon's fangs stretched out menacingly.
Whoosh——!!
Clang! Clang!
The further expanding airflow blew the wooden doors on both sides of the street, making a decaying sound.
"Kamado." Himejima stepped on the edge of the eaves, he turned his head towards Tanjuro, the erupting airflow in the middle of the street blowing his hair tips.
Two lines of clear tears flowed from his eye sockets, scattered by the gusty wind.
The sound of his speech was weakened by the wind wrapped around his ears.
Through the mouth shape of speaking, it can barely be seen that he seems to be asking when to attack.
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