Night(2)

Feels like I'm writing for bots these days. There's just deathly silence.

Welp...i'll still keep writing.

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PS-Read my thoughts at the end. They are enlightening.

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The deafening blast of the sound barrier being broken rang out as douma and yuuji fought each other.

The icicles conjured by yuuji midair were intercepted by the giant ice Buddha douma created.

It was getting harder to breathe due to the sheer cold spreading through the two demon's bodies.

Douma's haggard breathing showed no signs of stopping but he still kept his usual nonchalant smile.

Utilizing the soryuu style he paved his way through the Barren Hanging Gardens of douma.

The area around them covered in snow dust began to be swept away as yuuji ran forward.

[Yuuji POV]

The force of the strike reaching douma's solar plexus caused the air around my arm to whistle.

'Faster.'

"It's useless. You do not have a nichirin blade, thus I am currently unkillable. I will constantly regenerate and adapt to your movements yuuji-san."

'Faster.'

I saw him knit his brows as he barely dodged my upward knee jab by an unnatural twist of his neck.

The muscles on his body twitched ever so slightly as he kept dodging my strikes. It was evident that he was overexerting the limits of his body.

'But it's not enough.'

While it is true that he is slowly improving, his power is still on the same level. The only thing changing is the fluidity of his movements.

Soon, he will also be able to surpass me in technique.

But...

'It's not necessarily a bad thing.'

I can only grow stronger when I'm fighting stronger opponents.

'So keep growing.'

So that I can grow too.

'Even Faster.'

Blowing the frozen vines trying to slice me up, I ducked to dodge another icicle and used a leg sweep to bring him down.

As his body started tilting I reached my hand out to grab his face and slam him down.

The ground cracked from the force of my attack as his entire head turned to mush.

His body on the other hand, jumped away from me to get away from the cold mist reaching for him.

As he regenerated his head, the frozen Buddha exploded to release a torrent of ice shards heading for me.

The wind changed direction as I conjured a giant rasengan to suck up those ice shards.

"Have a taste of your own medicine punk."

The rasengan packed with ice shards rushed towards douma who was still weak from re-growing his head.

What emerged from the explosion was a figure riddled with icicles and giant holes.

Not willing to give him a breather, I used the new footwork to run to him. Before he could respond, I used my left foot to rotate my body, generating as much momentum as possible to deliver a kick sideways to his waist.

A sick crunching sound broke out as his body was propelled sideways, only to be stopped by a mud wall.

"Come on then."

He extended his fans to cut the wall down. With his body healed in a few seconds, he ran forwards swinging those fans to slice me up like usual.

I dodged the fist swing but while expecting the other hand to be used, I was kicked in the shins.

As my body bent down, I once again saw a hazy image of his right hand swinging down at my neck.

The static around the image made it hard to discern anything else but that didn't bother me.

A tail like extension came out from my back to wrap around his hand and as my foot healed, I got back up again to hold his arm and bend it.

Using the deformed arm as a rope I spun him around once and slammed him down the ground head first.

Coating my foot in potent haki I kicked the area between his legs as hard as I could.

The sound of something breaking and turning into goo was quite satisfying...

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[Uta POV]

She could feel her husband, rummaging about inside her, like people who had lost something at the bottom of a chest.

She knew it ought to hurt, it ought to hurt like hell, but it didn't. The anesthetic method yoriichi used at her pressure points caused a numbing sensation to wash coolly down and then up her spine, breaking like a wave on the back of her head.

She could hear the her lover murmuring something , could see the top of his head, could feel his hands in her innards. And there was a great heave and suck and she almost cried out, before she realized, before she heard the sharp, angry cry, surprisingly loud in the hushed room.

"It's a boy, Uta"

Uta repeated this word to herself as she stared ahead at the tiled ceiling. Boy. A boy....

Tears trailed down her cheeks as a soft gentle smile same up.

As soon as the stress went away, fatigue took over her body.

"Don't worry uta. Just sleep."

She saw yoriichi mouthing these words to him while handing over the baby. His eyes were swollen.

The calm serene eyes were now filled with infinite warmth.

Trusting those eyes she closed her eyes as she held her baby.

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