Night.

The moon hung alone in the middle of the sky, pale light shining on the silent streets.

The tip of his nose twitched slightly, and he sniffed the smell of blood in the air, and turned his head to look at the man who was approaching.

The golden eyes reflected the tragic state of Midai walking with a knife in support.

He tilted his head slightly, his brow furrowed.

- Ghost Hunter?

"Whew...", who was already frustrated by not being able to fight with others for several days, let out a long sigh of relief.

He knew that most of the ghost hunters were madmen who could risk their lives for the sake of ghost hunting.

Well, it's better than nothing.

He turned sideways and stood quietly in place, waiting for Tsugaku to walk towards him.

Creak...

His fists clenched slowly, and he stepped back, assuming a battle-ready posture, his eyes narrowing slightly.

- He is ready, and he will vent his frustration in the past few days through the battle.

But.

Just as he waited for Migaku to find out and take out his sword and start attacking.

Smack.

Not far away, Miyue stopped, blood dripping down his clothes, and looked up at him.

The whole person was slightly stunned.

His blurred eyes suddenly became clear at this moment, so much so that he could see the words [upper wind] [two] in the eyes of the Uzuza Zo.

Yes...

Twelve ghost months.

His heart was like ashes.

- Why... Why me...

Yue's pupils trembled, and he suddenly fell into an ice cave.

Then.

In the gradually frowning brows of the Nest Seat, and in the eyes of some doubts.

Miaoyue's face was covered with cold sweat, he trembled and leaned down, and slowly put the broken knife horizontally in front of him, and then.

Bent his knees and fell to his knees sharply.

He held the ground with one hand, his head trembling, and slowly lowered his forehead until his forehead pressed against the ground:

"Yes... Sorry I had no intention of bothering... You..."

“… Please... Leave me alone. ”

"What am I... are willing to do..."

A hoarse and muffled voice came from the lowered head of Midake.

Hear the words.

——？

“… What are you... Beg? ”

The corners of his eyebrows furrowed vigorously, and he opened his mouth slightly in disgust, looking at Yue Yue who was kneeling towards him with disgust.

Anger faintly stirred up in the bottom of my heart.

Only the weak will beg for mercy and run away.

will sneak attack in the back.

He - hates the weak.

Creak... The green tendons protrude from the frontal horns.

After seeing the broken knife on the ground, and the weak posture of Yue Yue who surrendered without a fight.

In my mind, it seemed as if someone had ever done the same thing to me.

In the field of vision, the knife lying horizontally in front of Mitsugaku seemed to have turned into a wooden knife, and the clothes on his body also faintly changed into a kendo uniform.

Suddenly.

The inexplicable disgust and anger are intertwined, and the depression of the past few days has turned into an anxiety that seems to rub all the internal organs.

"...-ha?!"

Creak...

The angry green tendons instantly bulged on his forehead, his eyes widened, his pupils constricted, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Yue Yue condescendingly.

Swish!

Clenched his fists, he flashed through this section of the street almost instantly, and turned into an afterimage and came to the front of Miaoyue!

Stand on your heels suddenly! The muscles are tense and the power is stored in the fists!

"Get up and fight me! Bastard!! ”

He roared angrily, even in his heart, he couldn't understand why he was so hysterical.

The fist turns into an afterimage and swings instantly!

Bang!!

The majestic power poured out from the fist of the Yakuza and poured it fiercely into the torso of the Lean Yue's leaning body!

Blasting it straight to the houses on the side of the street!

Don't wait for Yue Yue to react.

Swish!

The Yakuza sprinted violently again, and in an instant came to the wall that Tsuyoshi had plunged into.

The fists clenched and raised sharply, and the angry green tendons spread in the corners of the forehead:

"Despicable weakling!"

Bang!!

One punch.

"What kind of skill is it to only play tricks behind your back!!"

Bang!

Another punch was accumulated.

"Answer me!!"

The more he waved his fist, the more angry he became, and the consciousness that lurked in his body continued to be aroused.

The fist wind carried the gradually hot air, and the nest kept waving his fist, smashing quickly under him.

The roar kept coming from the streets.

……

I don't know how long it has been.

Bang!!

A loud sound was accompanied by the rise of dust.

During this time, it seems that someone was awakened and walked out of the house to look this way, but finally fled back to the house in a hurry.

"Whew... ...... Whew" stood in place, he stopped waving his fists, panting slightly, his eyes staring at the cracked ground in front of him.

Front.

The ground was cracked everywhere, and the place where the wall was supposed to be had been razed to the ground.

A gap appeared in the street.

The traces of the mountain were no longer visible, and even the clothes mixed with the walls and dirt turned into powder in the bombardment of punch after punch.

After coming back to his senses.

He glanced at his fist in a trance.

He didn't know that he had died in the first punch.

Why did he bombard with all his might—he didn't know in his heart.

Originally, he just wanted to punch this guy in the head and leave.

Just a disgusting weakling.

Why did it evolve like this...?

He looked down at the mess in front of him, and even he was gasping for breath.

Merely.

The moment he saw Yue Yue kneeling down and begging for mercy, he did have an unprecedented anger in his heart.

in the mind.

Something faintly seemed to be flickering by.

He stretched out his hand and covered his right eye, gasping for breath, his pupils trembling slightly.

Stay, after a moment of contemplation.

Swish!

The Zodiac turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

……

……

Soon after.

The newborn morning sun rises in the sky, casting light that pierces the dark clouds.

It's dawn.

on the streets.

Residents who had stayed at home all night and did not dare to go out of the house came out of their homes one after another, looking at this side of the street in fear.

Thankfully, the location that suffered the bombardment was not inhabited.

After the residents cautiously leaned over and discussed for a while.

They decided to notify the local police station.

……

……

Meanwhile.

The other side.

The maternity house is specially vacant and provides the pillars to practice in the mansion.

The practice of the transparent world has begun.

It's a place that looks like a dojo.

Inside the dojo.

Tanjuro's voice kept coming out.

"Open your five senses and know all the shapes of your body, down to every vessel."

"Use maximum force with minimal movements."

"Focus!"

"Try to observe the bodies of the people around you!"

Tanjuro was holding his hands behind his back and talking incessantly, pacing and walking in front of several pillars that maintained strange movements.

Suddenly.

Syllable!

He picked up the bamboo knife on the side, hit Immortal Chuan's calf hard, and shouted:

"Meditation! Focus! ”

Shi Mi, who was closing his eyes, gritting his teeth and insisting, and his eyelids were trembling, suddenly broke his strength:

"Huh?!" He grabbed his hair and glared at the ceiling, screaming in disgust.

(End of chapter)