Somewhere in Tokyo.

Several paper cranes flew out from the alley, quickly gathered and folded in the corner, and gradually changed into human shapes.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Yuri Heizhe weakly held onto the wall, bent over, and began coughing violently. Every time he coughed, dark blood would come out and splatter on the ground beneath his feet.

His face was extremely pale.

Fighting against four oracles alone, his injuries were far more serious than they appeared. His other injuries were not serious, but the main cause was the attacks left on his body by the "disease disaster", which were all extremely destructive diseases. Such injuries were more terrifying than those flesh wounds.

After coughing for a long time, he stood up shakily, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked to the end of the alley, his eyes full of determination.

At the end of the alley, on the other side of the corner, a tall and thin boy in a dark blue surgical gown was standing under a street light. His long snow-white hair dragged on the ground like a waterfall. His cross-shaped eyes looked around curiously, and everything was full of novelty.

This child... is taller than I thought?

Yuri Heizhe looked at him quietly, thinking to himself, but when he saw the other's thin and pale body, a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes.

That was his child with Kazesai Akiko, Yurina's younger brother, Yuuri Takishiro.

He has been waiting for this moment for thirteen years.

Now, he was standing in front of him.

Yuri Heizhe's heartbeat quickened, the corners of his mouth curled up, he couldn't help but want to go up to him and say hello, "Hey kid, I'm your dad, come home with me"...

But as soon as he took a step forward, his foot stopped in mid-air...

He hesitated.

To him, Yuuri Takishiro was the child he had been searching for for thirteen years, but to Yuuri Takishiro, he was a stranger who had abandoned him in the Pure Land and been tortured for thirteen years...

If I rashly walk up to him, tell him that I am his father, and ask him to go home with me, will he go with me?

It’s unlikely...even his father’s identity would cause the other party to be disgusted or even hate him.

At this moment, Yuuri Hei Tetsu's mind was in a mess. Guilt and self-blame kept torturing his soul, and he began to question whether he was qualified to call himself a father to Yuuri Takishiro.

So he placed his hand on the hilt of the knife.

"Who's there?"

Yuuri Takishiro turned his head slightly and looked towards the alley where Yuuri Hei Zhe was hiding, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After a moment, a figure slowly walked out.

He was a middle-aged man wearing a clean and tidy sequined suit with a withered rose stuck on his waist. He looked quite handsome among middle-aged men. He smiled and walked towards Yuuri Takishiro, then slowly stopped in front of him.

Yuuri Takishiro looked at the strange old man in front of him and frowned slightly.

"Who are you?"

"Let me introduce myself." The uncle bowed slightly and looked into Yuuri Takishiro's eyes, smiling and saying, "I'm Japan's number one gigolo, Kyousuke."

"Cowherd?" Yuri Takishiro's eyes showed confusion, "What is that?"

“It’s a job where you chat with guests, drink with them, and help them solve their problems.”

"Can you help people solve their problems?" Yuuri Takishiro was stunned, and a hint of joy appeared on his face, "Then do you know where Akihabara is? Can you take me there?"

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

"Of course, I'd love to help you."

A smile appeared on Yuuri Taki's pale face. He was about to say something when he suddenly paused.

"Hey, uncle..."

"What's wrong?"

Yuri Takishiro stretched out his hand and pointed at the nothingness above Uncle Kyosuke's head.

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

…

Osaka.

Lin Qiye, Amamiya Haruki, and Yurina stood nervously by the window, looking at the sky outside which was gradually turning white, their brows tightly furrowed, their eyes full of worry.

bite--!

The screen of Amamiya Haruki's phone lit up and a text message ringtone rang out in the room.

Amamiya Haruki picked up his phone, opened the message, took a look, and breathed a sigh of relief...

"How is it? How is my dad?!" Yurina asked anxiously.

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

"call……"

Yurina sat down on the bed, rubbed her tense face with her hands, and finally relaxed. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, "Dad succeeded..."

She picked up a pillow and rolled over in excitement, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Lin Qiye turned to look at Amamiya Haruki, "What about the Huojin Sword? How do you say it?"

"He said that the [Mysterious Eye] can be left there for now, and the other three can be taken back, and the [Black Rope] is a gift for you." replied Amamiya Haruki.

Lin Qiye sighed.

How could this uncle not keep his word? He said that he would give him the [Black Rope] and [Mysterious Pupil] after the job was done, but now he actually deducted one...

Forget it. After all, he is now a wanted criminal of the [Extremely Evil] level, so it is normal for him to keep a Huojin sword for self-defense.

Lin Qiye picked up the chalk prepared on the side and began to draw a summoning magic circle on the ground, pouring his mental power into it. After a while, [Yubeng], [Qianhe] and [Heisheng] lay quietly on the ground.

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

"I don't know. I'll just wait until he comes back and ask him in person."

"That's true, but it's still unclear when he will come back..."

Just as the two were chatting, a dozen cars came speeding from the street in the distance and stopped neatly downstairs of the Black Killing Group building.

The car door opened, and figures in black kimonos walked out of the car one by one. A few cherry blossoms were floating on the kimonos. They walked to the downstairs of the Black Killing Group in wooden clogs with solemn faces. They all had a forged sword on their waists. There were about a hundred of them.

As soon as they appeared, a large number of Black Kill Group members ran out of the building and completely surrounded them, holding various weapons in their hands and with unfriendly expressions.

The two forces were in a stalemate.

"Huh?" Amamiya Haruki asked in surprise, "Another wave of gangsters?"

Lin Qiye looked down at the figures walking down from the car, and felt that the black kimonos with cherry blossom patterns on them looked familiar...

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

The first floor of the Black Kill Group.

Among the gangsters wearing black kimonos with cherry blossom patterns, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses slowly walked out. The number of cherry blossoms on his clothes was twice as many as that of the other members, about thirty or so.

He walked in front of the Black Kill Group and spoke slowly:

"Tokyo Fusai family, Fusai Takuya, requesting to see the leader of the Black Killing Group."