Mowing grass is a very boring act.

Clearing large areas of grass is hardly a special pleasure. It's just a purely mechanical operation, and there is nothing commendable about it.

…… What Genkira is doing now is nothing more than the difference between mowing the grass.

Of course, she was not harvesting useless weeds, but fresh life—though both were just as tiresome in numbers. However, as far as morality in general is concerned, the latter is naturally more important.

However, the so-called morality on the battlefield is a worthless thing.

The digitization of life infinitely reduces its own value, which is the cruelty of the battlefield and its gentleness. Because here in itself, it is permissible to kill people as an incorrect act. No one will be held accountable, and the only one who can be condemned is his own conscience

-- This is also a self-blame that can only have a chance to occur after surviving.

But to be honest, Genqira himself has no remorse for what he did, let alone self-blame. She was not gentle enough to feel pity for the invaders who had ruined their peaceful lives.

Even if he dies by her sword, it will only be self-inflicted.

But sure enough, I still don't like this feeling.

Every time he swung his sword, Kira's thoughts grew stronger.

As the blade turned into silver light and began to dance around her, there was bound to be life lost under her authenticity. This should be something to be proud of, and there is nothing more glorious than the glory of killing an enemy, but Kira can't be happy at all.

Because it's not a fight, it's just a one-sided slaughter.

She's just doing her homework repeatedly. These guys are not even opponents, they can only be regarded as unclean things that should be destroyed.

Although this thought was very capricious, Kira couldn't help but think about it...... Isn't there an enemy who is equal to her?

-- Of course there will be.

She once again raised her sword, which was already a subconscious behavior. Anyway, every sword is bound to hit the enemy, so there's no need to think about it.

This time she was wrong.

「――――！」

The strong shock from the sword body made Kira realize something in an instant.

She's got a strong enemy.

The moment she realized this fact, she instinctively jumped backwards.

This instinctive reaction undoubtedly saved her life. If it had been even a little late, the slash that followed would not have just cut off a few strands of her hair, as it had done now, but would have beheaded her.

Managed to escape the catastrophe, but Kira knew that now was not the time to be at ease.

"Did you dodge? Awesome."

The clear voice did not contain any malice, but it was a little ridiculous and relaxed. Although the tone was not very serious, the speaker still sent sincere praise.

But these words did not make Kira's expression any easier, but made her unhappily hang the corners of her eyes. She turned her cold gaze to the person who spoke.

She was confronted by a young man with a sharp blade, judging by the fact that the surrounding youkai began to recede like a tide. He is undoubtedly an important figure among the yokai.

He has black hair like a crow's feather, a handsome face, and sharp eyes like a bird of prey. Of course, he is a rare beautiful young man.

"Hahaha, don't look at me like that. I don't think you like one-sided killings. In that case, let me be your enemy."

Youth...... Na Zhiwuliu said with a cheerful laugh.

「……」

This rhetoric can still satisfy Kira. However, the performance of this enemy made her quite dissatisfied.

It's not that he lacks strength. Being able to block her sword and launch a counterattack immediately is enough to give her all her might. What Kira was dissatisfied with was the attitude of the youth.

It's a hearty smile without a hint of gloom, and it's not at all clear that it's someone who is going to fight to the death. Or does the other party think that they will win?

"That smile of yours...... What's going on?"

"Huh?"

Facing Qiluo's question, Na Zhiwuliu couldn't help but be stunned. But he soon understood what the girl meant.

"Well, it's not a smile that comes from winning."

He explains. As he spoke, he also carried the sword to his shoulder. A relaxed and slack look.

"To be honest, there are a lot of unhappiness in life, and the battlefield has always made me unhappy, because the world is not very gentle--that's why I wish I could die laughing."

With that, he showed a smile that was different from the one he had just faced. That tragic and transparent smile can only be understood by people who are born and died.

"But then again, aren't you going to laugh?"

Not intended.

Laughing on the battlefield can be an insult to the enemy, or at least the danger of making others think so. Acknowledging each other's strength and sympathizing with each other's opponents is indeed the beauty of the battlefield. It's a pity that now is the time to fight for the general interests of the nation, and Kira doesn't plan to make any superfluous moves.

Facing Kira, who was speechlessly expressing his will to refuse, Nachi said with a smile.

"It's better to be happy when you die. It's such a beauty, but she doesn't smile at all, which really ruins your beauty. But I think some people will like your cold look too--"

"Is enough?"

A voice that made people feel cold more than ice, and it was clear that Zhiwuliu's slightly frivolous speech made Kira quite unhappy.

Oops, did I her off?

I always feel like I've done something stupid. Although he thought so, he calmly gave an answer.

"As a conversation before deathmatch...... I think it's okay except for one thing that hasn't been done yet."

"Good."

Kira puts Masamune back in the sheath. Her move made Nachi raise an eyebrow.

It can't be to be killed, right?

The confusion didn't last long, and Nachi soon learned the real reason for the girl's actions.

"I am Genkira, and Genji is the master."

Her hands stretched out in front of her chest, and her beautiful posture even made people think that the girl was really holding a treasure knife in her hands at this moment.

"Thou art my enemy, and thou shalt be honored -- the treasure of my Genji, and drink thy blood!"

The girl's roar.

Although it is not majestic, it has an awe-inspiring and solemn that men cannot match.

With her words, a dazzling white light converged in the girl's hand.

It is the treasure of the Genji clan, the symbol of the master, and is called the Oni Cutting Sword.

"Hey ......"

Nachi chuckled.

He didn't want the honor. But it seems that the other party did not give him a choice.

But that's not bad either.

Although he doesn't hate the use of stratagem, he really prefers to exchange names with his enemies in a dignified manner like he does now, and then fight. That's the romance of martial artists.

Facing the girl with the sword of eternity that was originally on his shoulder, Nachi also made a loud announcement.

"I am the Chi Warrior, the head of the Kumano Mountain Tengu, and I am now taking your life with the sword of eternity. So-"

"So—"

Both sides have introduced themselves, and there is only one thing left to do.

The fiery eyes collided with each other, and there was no other emotion in them except pure battle intent.

"Let's have a fair showdown!" 」

The two who said this in unison swung their blades at each other at the same time.