Onmyoji, a nobleman in Heian-kyo

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Since he's Komachi's older brother, you should pay close attention to his feelings.

Afterwards, Kyosuke Kosaka walked along the Nijo Avenue area of ​​Ukyo.

Dusk had fallen, and the main road was deserted.

Nighttime is when evil spirits and monsters are active, so it's normal not to see anyone.

There are no monsters in Kyoto, but there are plenty of ghosts and vengeful spirits.

"..."

The four people rescued by Hachiman simply followed behind him silently without uttering a word.

Some of the timid ones practically clung to Hachiman's back, leaving Hachiman speechless.

"Please! Don't get so close!"

Hachiman shouted in his heart.

He already knew that he had someone in his heart, and he had no intention of doing anything reckless.

Unfortunately, the girl with brown-red hair didn't listen.

stomping on...

A series of clear footsteps echoed on the empty avenue.

Kyosuke Kosaka raised his eyes and stared intently ahead.

A man dressed in a blood-red imperial robe, with a belt wrapped tightly around his waist, holding knives in both hands, and another knife hanging at his waist, was walking forward.

The man had silver-white hair, blood-red eyes, and two hideous, goat-like horns on his head.

Strange patterns were etched onto that eerily fair skin.

Kyosuke Kosaka, however, understood the situation very well.

Because Yoto Hime also had this condition, it has been gradually improved by Kousaka Kyosuke recently.

In general, it was probably the rampant demonic power that caused the body to mutate.

This is not a good situation.

"—It's Onikiri?!"

Hachiman immediately recognized who it was, and his eyes widened in surprise.

As the lowest-ranking member of the Genji clan during the extermination process.

How could he not recognize him?

Kousaka Kyosuke, like Hikigaya, knew Onikiri.

I thought about it for a while, but in the end I didn't pay any attention to it.

But Onikiri is not.

He walked straight ahead and soon met up with Kyosuke Kosaka, and they stopped.

"...You have the aura of Minamoto no Yorimitsu on you."

A hoarse voice, like a curse, like a tirade, filled with intense negative emotions, rang out.

Onikiri looked at Kousaka Kyosuke with a look of hatred.

Kyosuke Kosaka remained calm, only saying, "I chatted with him for a few minutes and asked him for some people."

Upon hearing this, Onikiri turned his gaze to everyone except Kousaka Kyosuke.

"...Onikiri-sama."

"Don't call me Lord Onikiri!!"

As if enraged, Onikiri roared.

The sound was like thunder, and a fierce, demonic wind arose!

As Hachiman spoke, he was enveloped by the intense demonic wind, yet his entire being was filled with sorrow.

He didn't know what had happened.

But the shikigami, who was as upright as a perfect samurai, has become like this...

"No matter what, you are the noblest, strongest, and most upright Onikiri-sama in my eyes."

Hikigaya stepped forward, trying to wake Onikiri.

Perhaps it was contaminated by miasma or some kind of filth; once it's awakened, it will be fine.

Onikiri, however, reacted as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing.

He was slightly taken aback at first, then burst into laughter, his laughter filled with hatred and mockery.

"I am a demon from Mount Ōe! Minamoto no Yorimitsu lied to me!!"

"He lied to me! He used me! He forcibly turned me into a weapon to kill my own people!!"

Too much anger!

Too much hatred!

Unable to vent!!

Onikiri wanted to eliminate Minamoto no Yorimitsu and the entire Minamoto clan to vent his hatred!

Kyosuke Kosaka suddenly said, "Wouldn't it be better if you just asked him directly?"

Onikiri gradually calmed down again.

"That's true... but you also led many people to kill my clansmen from Mount Ooe."

The voice was faint and cold.

Kyosuke Kosaka simply smiled and said, "I am just a sword. The court has given me orders, so of course I can only follow them."

As he spoke, he pointed to Hachiman and said:

"Don't you know that people like me and him are never a minority? People are always not in control of their own lives."

"Everyone just wants to try their best to live. If you think I'm wrong, you can hit me."

Onikiri sneered.

"Your mouth is just like the rumors say, all you can do is sophistry!"

"I don't think there's anything sophistry involved. There's nothing wrong with speaking your mind, right?"

"Humph!"

After coldly staring at Kyosuke Kousaka for a while, Onikiri left.

He didn't hold it against them this time, not because he was persuaded by Kyosuke Kosaka.

It's just that Kousaka Kyosuke is not weak.

Therefore, we must preserve our strength to fight against the Minamoto clan and Minamoto no Yorimitsu!

"Master Onikiri..."

Hikigaya stared blankly as Kousaka Kyosuke left, his heart filled with complex emotions.

It was initially thought that Onikiri had simply disappeared while fighting Ibaraki-dōji to escort the head of the Demon King.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a melodramatic situation.

What should he say?

"Don't try to influence others if you have nothing to do," Kyosuke Kosaka scoffed. "You can't feel other people's pain unless you can be in more pain than them and make them empathize with your misery."

How does Naruto use his talk-no-jutsu?

Nonsense! Playing the victim! Feigning helplessness!

Playing the victim is key.

If Hachiman were to try and use his persuasive skills in his current situation, he'd be more likely to get chopped off with a single blow.

At that time, it will be really hard for Komachi to laugh happily.

Kyosuke Kosaka felt obligated to protect Komachi's smile.

Therefore, they showed no mercy in attacking Hachiman.

"...I'm sorry, Kyosuke-sama, I was rude just now."

"I don't know if it's rude or not, you go and help your wives up yourself!"

Kousaka Kyosuke laughed and shook his head.

He didn't care whether Hachiman had a harem or not; he just hoped that Hachiman could really leave behind an heir.

So that if she were to unintentionally use her persuasive skills and get killed in the future, at least Komachi would have something to look forward to.

He has a hard time controlling people who are prone to courting death.

It's better to cultivate it from a young age.