Since the birth of consciousness thousands of years ago, there has been nothing but the name of the flower and the sword in his hand!

A boring world, a dead world, a false world, nothing but killing and blood can make me happy......

Fight, fight, fight......

I don't know how many kills, just like no one remembers how much air they breathe.

Just as breathing air is the way to sustain life, killing...... It's just a way for me to maintain myself, to enjoy myself, to find myself.

Named the "Eight Thousand Streams", it is feared, feared, and worshiped by the world!

But even if you master all the kendo schools in the Corpse Soul Realm, this world seems to be just more boring, dead, and false......

Until, the emergence of Yamamoto Shigekuni, very strong!

Better than any previous opponent, I lost......

Not defeated by the way of the sword, but by his inexplicable flames of extremely hot hell.

That seems to be fine, Uhua...... After all, it is impossible to avoid the fate of withering under the scorching sun, even if it is watered with more blood.

However, he didn't seem to mean to take my life, but instead made an interesting pact and invited me to join the organization called the "Guardian Thirteen Team" as the captain to face the Star Cross Knights.

Pack...... It's just a residue......

A weak body, a flawed combat technique, and a ridiculous ability to control the spirit child!

Only their blood made me feel a moment of pleasure......

It's just that the world seems to be even more boring, and according to the agreement, you can't slaughter your companions in the Quiet Spirit Court......

Oh, if only the weak could be called companions!

Since I am a defeated person, I have nothing to say, at least until Yamamoto Shigekuni is still alive, I will abide by this agreement.

However, if I try to find it in the Soul Street, there may be an opponent who will make me a little more pleasant...... Right?

Finally, an interesting opponent appears, and that is a natural beast!

Despite the eventual victory, the beast also left scars on my body, sadly...... He still doesn't seem to have the strength to show up......

Despite brutally killing him for so long, the unconscious beast still failed to realize all its hidden potential......

Happy, but disappointed......

However, this is undoubtedly the most fun head-to-head fight to date!

This beast may be able to kill me in a real head-to-head duel, and enjoy the pleasure of death completely.

So...... Just wait a minute......

Before that, he decided not to draw his sword again, and to cultivate the accumulated killing intent and wait for that day to come......

If so, thousands of years have passed!

The beast finally searched for the Silent Spirit Court and took the name of Sword Eight......

It's just that the beast seems to have become weaker than before, so there is no point in killing it at all.

Belch......

This little ghost is called Makoto Senju?

It seems to be a good little ghost.,In order to avoid no one inheriting the position of captain of the fourth team in the future.,It's good to train it well.。

Sincerity, it seems to be much better than I imagined, a compassionate and gentle heart, and a superb Hui Dao medical ability, but occasionally it seems to have the idea of deceiving the teacher, and it needs to be trained well......

Seems like a ridiculous and naïve little imp who would have the idea of protecting me?

Do I look so weak? It's a deeply insulting outrage...... There is also a trace of strange joy, except for fighting and fighting, there are few waves in the heart.

But how dare you say it, Makoto, how dare you have so many sinful thoughts that offend me?

Sure enough, this disciple still found a reason to fall off the knife~

What a slippery little ghost, won't you let me grab the handle at all?

It seems that Makoto has been pretending to be in the past, and this is not the reaction of a pure and good boy.

I don't like fighting, can't it be false? Let Sifengyuan teach him well......

Heh, fight for the teacher?

Makoto, do you think this kind of reason can really make me happy? Am I really happy about it?

Birthday party......

Forest!

What is that wonderful feeling?

Forever with the flowers?

What do you think you know?

Who do you think you're trying to convey this kind of affection to?

You don't understand anything at all, Makoto!

The flower in front of your eyes is fierce...... It was false from the beginning, and what you wanted to protect didn't exist from the beginning!

My name: Eight Thousand Streams of Flowers, I am the embodiment of fighting, the great evil, and the embodiment of hell......

No, you can't show that side in front of Makoto!

At that moment, I returned to the courtyard with "Sen and Pu Shu" in my hand, and I ...... Thoughts of panic have arisen in my heart like never before.

Why? I instinctively didn't want Makoto to know that I had a bloody past, and even thought about that day and hesitated.

Well?

The mutation occurred......

What is that? The void of the Grim Reaper, the interesting form, I just don't know what the feel will be like when I cut it?

All of them...... It's all dead, so I'm allowed to draw my sword......

What a pleasure I haven't seen in a long time!

That's right, this is the real me, the so-called Hui Tao and medical skills, just to better enjoy the pleasure, so that this pleasure can last a little longer.

Kill......

The virtual captain-level Grim Reaper can slightly remind me of a little desire to fight.

No, it's still too weak......

Is that all there is to it?

Heal, cure and cut again, presumably after the god of death is voided, the vitality can also be slightly closer to a little void, and it will be a little more able to cut a little.

Wait, that's ...... Honest?!

Didn't he find a shoddy excuse to go to Aya?

Why?

Why did he come back and still be here...... Witness this gesture of mine?!

No, no......

No, it should be said that this way is better!

Makoto, see me as I really am, and then be afraid, in awe, and away from me!

Makoto, the warm disciple game that you played with the weak in the past is almost over......

And, Makoto, if it goes on like this, I really don't know when I'm going to be able to hold it back......

That's the end of it!

This embrace, even if it's the last, then sleep well, and everything will be over afterwards, Makoto......

However, at this moment, Qianshou Cheng, who should be afraid, in awe, and hesitant, actually hugged him, and a warmth different from blood clinged to his whole body, and a gentle voice seemed to sound in his ears.

The thought of fighting and killing filled the whole brain, and the instinctive consciousness turned white, and the slightly drooping eyes widened and murmured in response.

"What...... What? ”

"Uno Hana-sensei, no matter what you become, I will be ...... like 'Mori and Pushu'"

(End of chapter)