"I don't believe in any god, I only believe in the knife in my hand."

The words that Lin Qiye said under the night sky that night suddenly appeared in Yurina's mind.

She lowered her head and looked at the [Chizuru] in her arms. After a long silence, she slowly grasped the hilt of the knife...

Perhaps, even she herself did not realize that when the Yellow Robe Oracle said those words, she already had the answer deep in her heart.

God is illusory.

Only those who are with her are real.

Grandma Tsuru, Brother Nanaya, Uncle Kyosuke, Brother Amemiya, Brother Kogane... If what they represent is "evil", then why should she pursue the so-called hypocritical "good"?

What's wrong with being a "bad guy"?

At this moment, the bloodiness and indomitable spirit hidden deep in her heart burned like a fire among the wood.

"Grandma Tsuru..." Yurina held the hilt of the knife, slowly closed her eyes, and whispered in a voice that only she could hear, "Please help us..."

In the rain,

This snow-white long sword,

Unsheathed silently.

boom--!!

A hurricane exploded with Yurina as the center, her black hair dancing wildly in the wind, her clear and bright eyes fixed on the long sword in her hand. As the snow-white blade was unsheathed, paper cranes flew out from the sheath!

These paper cranes seemed endless, surrounding Yurina and quickly condensing into human form!

A moment later, an old lady surrounded by paper cranes stood quietly in front of Yurina. She was wearing an old gray kimono and wooden clogs, and her silver hair fluttered gently in the wind.

【Chizuru】Sword spirit, Grandma Crane.

At this moment, Yurina felt that there seemed to be some kind of connection between the knife in her hand and herself. She could clearly sense the emotions and thoughts of the knife, as if it was connected to the depths of her soul.

She has become the owner of this Huojin Sword.

"Grandma Tsuru." Yurina looked at the familiar figure and couldn't help but speak softly.

Grandma Crane, who was surrounded by paper cranes, turned around, a bitter smile appeared on her old face, "Little Youli, for so many years, your father and I have been trying hard to keep you away from this vortex, hoping that you would grow up safely like a normal child, but I didn't expect... that you would eventually take this path."

Yurina opened her mouth and said with some guilt: "I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize, little Youli." Grandma He walked up to her, touched her head, and said gently, "You are a good child, you have done nothing wrong, it is they who are wrong..."

Grandma He turned her head and looked at the yellow-robed Oracle. A strong murderous intent emerged in her turbid eyes. She slowly said, "Since you have embarked on this path, I, your grandma, will definitely protect you and will never let you suffer any injustice again..."

The yellow-robed oracle witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and his eyes instantly turned cold. His originally condescending and indifferent temperament had disappeared, and was replaced by unspeakable anger!

Such a thirteen-year-old girl actually dared to go against his will? In front of him, she became the master of Huojin Sword? !

In the left eye of the yellow-robed oracle, the light circle quickly locked onto Yurina, shrinking slightly, recording her appearance, and an electronic voice sounded in his mind:

"Energy fluctuations of the fourth Huojin Sword have been detected. Energy ripple comparison is in progress... confirmed to be the third of the Nine Huojin Swords, [Chizuru].

The sword owner's identity is being verified... The sword owner's identity has been confirmed, the fourth generation citizen number 42857494, Yurina.

Identity locked, determined to be a [Ghost]-level wanted criminal, photos are being uploaded, wanted order is being generated..."

The voice of artificial intelligence fell, and a moment later, the electronic screens throughout Osaka city jumped at the same time!

A new wanted poster is generated.

In the center of the screen, a young girl is drawing a sword in the rain. Her messy black hair is wet by the rain and swaying gently in the wind. Her clear eyes reveal a maturity and decisiveness that is not appropriate for her age. Beside her, paper cranes are circling in the rain.

The wanted poster was surrounded by bright red warning tape with the word "evil" written all over it, flashing continuously and illuminating a corner of the black night.

"Bad guy: Yurina, a wanted criminal of the "Fierce Ghost" level, with a reward of 10,000,000 yen. A reward of 1,000,000 yen will be offered for witnesses..."

Around the big screen on the street, pedestrians noticed the brand new wanted poster. They seemed shocked by the age of the little girl. They stopped and pointed at the wanted poster.

"Why do you look so small? Still a child, right?"

"He looks only twelve or thirteen years old. How did he become a wanted criminal of the "Fierce Ghost" level at such a young age?"

"I don't know? What evil did she do?"

"It must be very serious, otherwise how could he become a [fierce ghost]? Maybe he is an extreme terrorist who looks weak!"

“How terrible…”

"God, please protect me from running into her. I don't want to die..."

"Don't say that. If you can find her location and report her directly, you can get a large reward!"

“…”

Dotonbori.

After uploading the information, the Yellow Robe Oracle slightly bent his body, stomped hard on the ground, and rushed towards Yurina like lightning. Several dazzling light wheels burst out from his palms, cutting through the dark night and rushing away!

Amemiya Haruki appeared in the rain, holding his sword in front of Yurina, and dense rain lines cut out, blocking those light wheels one after another!

He turned his pale face slightly and said to Grandma He:

"I can't hold on for much longer. Can you take care of the civilians around here?"

Grandma He narrowed her eyes at the yellow-robed oracle, and after a moment, she shook her head slightly, "Leave it to me."

She slowly raised her hands, and her body turned into paper cranes that scattered and flew in all directions. The endless sea of ​​paper cranes flooded the entire street, spreading to the surroundings like a prairie fire!

The yellow-robed oracle stood in the sea of ​​flying paper cranes and looked back. He saw those paper cranes flying to every kneeling civilian behind him and pecking at their brows with their beaks, leaving a spot of bright red.

The civilians who were pecked by the crane's beak rolled their eyes, fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Having lost consciousness, he also lost the emotion of "fear", and the materials that could allow the Yellow Robe Oracle to be made are rapidly decreasing!

This sea of ​​paper cranes has completely covered an area of ​​ten kilometers. They search every corner here and peck out every passerby at an astonishing speed.

The yellow-robed oracle had a gloomy expression on his face. Just as he was about to take action to stop him, his eyes blurred and he saw the white-haired Amamiya Haruki holding [Rain Collapse] in his hand, slashing towards his body again!

"You can't escape this time!"