Somewhere in the city of Tokyo.

Several paper cranes flew out of the alleyway, quickly gathered and folded in the corners, and gradually changed into human shapes.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Yuzu Heizhe weakly leaned on the corner of the wall, bent down, and coughed violently, each cough would bring out pitch-black blood, splashing on the ground under his feet.

His face was pale.

Fighting alone against four oracle envoys, his injuries were far more serious than they seemed, and the other injuries were fine, mainly the attacks left on him by the "disease", which were extremely devastating diseases, and this kind of injury was more terrifying than those flesh and skin wounds.

After coughing for a long time, he staggered to his feet, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked towards the end of the alleyway, his eyes full of determination.

At the end of the alleyway, on the other side of the corner, a tall thin boy in a dark cyan surgical gown was standing under the street lamp, his long snow-white hair dragging on the ground like a waterfall, and his cross-shaped eyes looked around curiously, full of novelty about everything.

This kid ...... Taller than I thought?

Yuzuri Kurozhe looked at him quietly, thinking to himself in his heart, but when he saw the other party's thin and pale body, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

It was his child with Akiko of the Wind Festival, Yuzuri's younger brother, Yuzuri Takishiro.

He had been waiting for this moment for thirteen years.

Now, he was standing in front of him.

Yuzu Heizhe's heart beat faster, the corners of his mouth rose, and he couldn't help but want to go up to greet him and say to him: "Hey boy, I'm your father, come home with me"......

But as soon as he stepped out of his foot, he stopped in mid-air......

He hesitated.

To him, Yuzuri Takihiro was the child he had been looking for for thirteen years, but to Yuzuri Takiha, he was a stranger who had abandoned himself in the Pure Land and been tortured for thirteen years......

He hurriedly stepped forward and told him that he was his father, and asked him to go home with him, would he go with him?

Unlikely...... Even the identity of his father will cause disgust and even hatred from the other party.

At this moment, Yuzuri's brain turned into a mess. Guilt and self-blame tortured his mind, and he began to question whether he had the qualifications to call himself a father to Yuzuri Takiha.

So he put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"Who's there?"

Yuzu Takibai turned his head slightly, looking at the alley where Yuzu Heizhe was hiding, his eyes narrowing slightly.

A moment later, a figure slowly walked out of it.

It was a middle-aged man in a neat and neat sequined suit with a withered rose in his waist, and he looked quite handsome among uncles, and he smiled and walked towards Yuzu Takibai, and slowly stopped in front of him.

Yuzu Takibai looked at the inexplicable uncle in front of him, and frowned slightly.

"Who are you?"

"Introduce yourself." The uncle bent down slightly gracefully, looked at Yuzu's white eyes, and said with a smile, "I'm Japan's No. 1 cowherd, Kyosuke." ”

"Cowherd?" Doubts appeared in Yuzuri's white eyes, "What's that?" ”

"It's a profession that chats and drinks with guests and helps them solve their troubles."

"Can you help someone solve their problems?" Yuzu Pear was stunned for a moment, and a touch of joy appeared on her face, "Then do you know, where is Akihabara?" Can you take me there? ”

Uncle Kyosuke was slightly stunned, and after a moment, the smile on his face became even brighter.

"Of course, I'm willing to help you."

A smile appeared on Yuzuri's pale face, and he was about to say something when he suddenly paused.

"Hey, uncle......"

"What's wrong?"

Yuzuri Takibai stretched out his hand and pointed to the nothingness above Uncle Kyosuke's head,

"Your blood tank seems to be empty......"

……

Osaka.

Lin Qiye, Amamiya Qinghui, and Yuzu Rina stood nervously by the window, looking at the gradually whitening sky outside the window, their brows furrowed tightly, and their eyes were full of worry.

Ding——!

Amamiya's mobile phone screen lit up, and a text message ringtone echoed in the room.

Amamiya Haruki picked up his phone, opened the message and looked at it, and breathed a long sigh of relief......

"How? How's my dad?! Yuzurina spoke anxiously.

"Don't worry, he's fine, he's already found your brother." Amamiya Haruki said, "However, he has to accompany your brother to a few places first, and I don't know when he will be able to come back." ”

"Hoo ......"

Yuzurina sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and rubbed her tight little face, and finally relaxed, the corners of her mouth rose uncontrollably, "Dad succeeded......"

She picked up the pillow on one side and rolled on the bed excitedly, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Lin Qiye turned his head to look at Amamiya Qinghui, "What about the Disaster Knife?" How so? ”

"He said, [Misty Pupil] will stay there first, and the other three can be taken back, and the [Black Rope] is for you." Amamiya Haruki replied.

Lin Qiye sighed.

This uncle, how can he not talk without words? After saying that he gave him the [Black Rope] and [Misty Pupil] together after finishing the matter, he actually deducted one now......

Forget it, how can I say that he is also a [extremely evil] level wanted criminal now, and it is normal to keep a disaster knife to defend himself.

Lin Qiye picked up the chalk prepared on the side, and began to draw a summoning magic array on the ground, pouring spiritual power into it, and after a while, [Rain Collapse], [Thousand Cranes] and [Black Rope] lay quietly on the ground.

"But how exactly did he do it?" Amamiya Haruki still couldn't understand, "Did he really use these four knives to kill through the [Pure Land]?" ”

"I don't know, when he comes back, I'll ask him in person."

"Yes, but it's not clear when he's going to come back......"

While the two were chatting, more than a dozen cars sped from the street in the distance and stopped neatly downstairs in the Black Kill Group building.

The car door opened, and a figure wearing a black kimono stepped down from the car, with a few cherry blossoms floating on the kimono, and they walked downstairs with a solemn face on their feet and a solemn face, all carrying a forging knife on their waists, about a hundred people.

As soon as they appeared, a large number of members of the black killing team ran out of the building, completely surrounding them, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, and their expressions were a little unkind.

The two forces are so deadlocked.

"Huh?" Amamiya Qinghui opened his mouth in some surprise, "Another wave of underworlds?" ”

Lin Qiye looked down at the figures who walked down from the car, and always felt that the black-on-background cherry blossom pattern kimonos on their bodies were somewhat familiar......

"Let's go down and have a look." Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something, and said to Amamiya Haruki and Yuzurina, and the three of them left the room quickly and took the elevator to the first floor.

The first floor of the Black Kill Group.

In the underworld of those wearing cherry blossom pattern kimonos on a black background, a man wearing gold wire glasses slowly walked out, and the number of cherry blossoms on his clothes was twice as many as the other members, about thirty pieces.

He walked up to everyone in the black killing group and slowly spoke:

"Tokyo Wind Festival Family, Wind Festival Takuya, ask to see the leader of the Black Killing Group."