The castle's spire pierced the thick night fog, and the moonlight, like a ribbon, poured down on Koizumi Akako.
Crimson flames swirled around her fingertips, ancient incantations lingered on her lips, and the star patterns on her skirt flickered with the flow of magic.
"In the name of red magic, drawing upon the moonlight as a catalyst, gathering myriad thoughts as fuel..." The witch was pouring a newly concocted potion into a crystal cauldron. The liquid inside gurgled and bubbled, forming eerie purplish-black foam. "This dose is enough to make a dragon bow its head in submission..."
Suddenly, she noticed that the moonlight shining on her was dimming.
"Um?"
Miss Witch frowned slightly and subconsciously looked up—it was a full moon tonight, the moonlight should be at its brightest.
In the night sky, an enormous, unimaginably dark shadow was slowly eroding the bright moon, as if it were being mercilessly devoured by some invisible, terrifying thing.
That was no ordinary lunar eclipse. Upon closer inspection, the edges of the shadow clearly revealed the outline of a canine, with sharp ears and a long, narrow snout...
"Tengu eclipses the moon?!"
Koizumi Akako's blood-red pupils contracted sharply, and her staff instantly appeared in her hand.
As the moon was gradually swallowed up by the giant celestial dog in the sky, the whole world seemed to be instantly pulled into a dark abyss by an invisible hand, where it was pitch black and one could not see their own hand in front of their face. Only the demonic fire in front of her was still burning stubbornly.
"This demonic aura..."
Koizumi Akako tensed up; she could feel an extremely terrifying pressure coming from afar, like the receding tide before a tsunami, suffocating her.
"boom--!"
A fiery dragon suddenly tore through the night, roaring down from the horizon. The blazing flames illuminated half the sky, and where the tongues of fire licked, even the air distorted and hissed.
What shocked her even more was that a figure was standing on the fire dragon's back—
Yuzuru Hanyu.
No, he was not the gentle, friendly, and warm-hearted boy he usually was.
His pure white hunting robe remained untouched by the flames, and the gold-embroidered runes shimmered with a mysterious light. The young man stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent, like a god looking down upon the mortal world, detached from worldly affairs.
A fire dragon circled above the ancient castle, illuminating the scene that followed—a dark, surging army of monsters like a tide, with lantern demons drifting ahead, their eerie green flames forming a continuous expanse; celestial demons leaped and shrieked; mountain rabbits rode giant mountain frogs, hopping and bounding; a one-eyed monk struck a wooden fish, chanting incantations...
Further back, frost spread wherever the Snow Woman passed; the blade of the Demon Sword Princess reflected a cold light; the Great Tengu spread his jet-black wings; the Blue Lantern floated in mid-air, a strange human face appearing on the lantern she held...
The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons felt like stepping back into the Heian period.
After a period of time, the monsters have worked hard to collect fear points, and the Monster Box has summoned many legendary monsters and shikigami from Japan, ranging from weak to strong, each of whom is beyond the ability of ordinary people to deal with.
As the only witch, Yuu Nan still respected her.
So he simply brought this group of monsters with him on the visit, because in his opinion, he was quite knowledgeable about etiquette.
Why does the witch's expression look a little off?
On the castle, the butler who rushed to help his young mistress gasped as he watched this scene unfold.
What the heck? Has spiritual energy revived? Or did he transmigrate?
The gathering of so many powerful yokai was a rare sight even during the Heian period.
Besides, isn't this the age of science?
It's a scene of a celestial dog eating the moon and a hundred ghosts parading at night. With such a grand spectacle, are you telling me that we live in a modern society where spiritual energy has been extinguished?
Koizumi Akako's pupils contracted sharply as she looked at the figures she had only seen in ancient books—the images of these monsters were more refined than those in the legends, carrying a strange "scroll-like" quality, but she was absolutely certain she wouldn't mistake them!
Those are the most representative groups in the legend of Japan. Even Abe no Seimei, who was famous throughout history, might not have been able to gather so many powerful shikigami at once!
"Who...just who is this guy?" She gripped her staff tightly, her knuckles turning white. "Even during Abe no Seimei's heyday, he didn't have this many shikigami..."
Yuzuru looked down at her, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "Miss Witch, nice to meet you. I apologize for disturbing you."
Different girls require different ways of meeting.
Faced with Koizumi Akako, the witch of the other world, he would naturally choose to meet her in the manner of the other world, at most just with a slightly grander entrance...
This kind of scene is happening in the age of science.
If some transmigrator with a rich man's system were to arrive at this moment, seeing this scene, they would probably curse out loud.
Wait, what happened to Detective Conan?
Tell me what that thing flying in the sky is?
You secretly evolved without me, huh?!
"Plop..."
Koizumi Akako swallowed hard, her legs involuntarily going weak.
But the witch's pride wouldn't allow her to back down!
"Who exactly are you?" she demanded sharply. "Are you the reincarnation of Abe no Seimei?"
Upon hearing this, Yuzuru chuckled: "I'm much more interesting than him... As for who I am, I'm not very talented, I barely know a bit of magic, and I'm known as the number one good citizen of Beika, the young man in the pink tent, the little sword god under Shiri Slope, and the number one Kato Taka of Japan~"
"?"
Koizumi Akako slowly typed out a question mark.
"What did he say?"
The butler hesitated and said, "He said... he's a good man."
A good person? Are you pretending to be your mother?
Koizumi Akako almost couldn't hold back and started criticizing him.
They're all from the underworld, so everyone knows each other. Ordinary people's moral and legal values can't be applied to them. In the underworld, strength is everything. Whoever has the biggest fist is king. There's no such thing as "good people" or "bad people."
Koizumi Akako snorted coldly and slammed her staff heavily on the ground: "Hanyu Kusunoki! What do you mean by this?"
She would never admit defeat in terms of momentum.
As the incantation was recited, a magnificent throne inlaid with rubies rose from the ancient castle, carrying her into the sky.
The night breeze blew, causing the witch's dress to flutter in the wind. The deep V-neck design generously revealed large expanses of snow-white skin, and the slit in the skirt revealed glimpses of her long, beautiful legs, exuding a fatal allure.
Yuzuru made no attempt to hide his appreciation for the beautiful scenery.
When facing another being from the underworld, his expression was completely different from his usual gentle demeanor, showing more of a sinister and unrestrained air. This was the proper posture of a god: high above, in control of everything.
"It's just a matter of reciprocity." He snapped his fingers, and the fire dragon instantly transformed into a fiery throne, catching his falling body steadily. "You've given me so many 'gifts,' so I have to return the favor."
Seeing this, Koizumi Akako crossed her legs, completely unconcerned about being exposed at this moment, and smiled, "Oh? You brought these small fry to scare me?"
She appeared calm on the surface, but inside she was experiencing a turbulent storm.
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