Chapter 185 Mother
Doma is very strong; even though he was deliberately playing a cat-and-mouse game, Kanao and Ichiro found it very difficult to deal with him.
After Kanao leaped up to dodge the attack, Doma shook his fan and blocked Ichiro's sword swing at him, while smiling at Kanao.
"Hey—you're running further and further away. If you don't come closer, I won't be able to see your neck anymore."
With that, she forcefully flung Ichiro away and disappeared from the spot. As Kanao looked around, the Nichirin Blade in her hand vanished instantly, making her face turn ugly.
Suddenly, Doma appeared beside Ichiro, a golden iron fan pressed against his throat, while his other hand casually toyed with a pink Nichirin Blade.
"You didn't hold on tight enough, and I snatched it away! Okay, here it is, try to get it yourself! Of course, poor thing, don't move~ or your neck will get slashed."
"Blood Demon Art: Scattered Lotus Flowers".
Doma waved his fan, and a large number of tiny ice petals surged toward Kanao with his movement. Each petal was as sharp as a blade, and the closest petals cut her cheeks.
Just as Ichiro and Kanao were locked in a stalemate, the ceiling suddenly shattered, and Inosuke fell down, his twin swords slicing through all the flower petals with his movements.
"Hmm? Let me see, it's Upper Moon Two, you've been exposed. Hahaha—I'll be a Pillar if I defeat you."
Inosuke stood in front of Kanao, pointing his sword at Doma and shouting, which surprised Doma. "I didn't deliberately hide my identity... What an interesting child."
"If I become a pillar, should I be called the Beast Pillar, or the Pig Pillar?! Which do you think is better?"
Inosuke turned his head and was surprised to see Kanao covered in wounds and looking disheveled. He waved his hands frantically and said, "You... how come you're all injured? What happened? If you're injured, Shinobu will be angry! She'll definitely be furious."
Kanao frowned and pursed her lips upon hearing Inosuke's words, instantly silencing him. "Shinobu, did you die in battle?"
"No!!! She's not dead!! Kanao, what's with that expression?" Ichiro suddenly shouted, feeling completely bewildered, as if he had thought she was dead.
"Ah? Chef, you're here too! Is Shinobu alright?" Inosuke only then noticed Ichiro being held to the neck. Seeing the bloody gash on Ichiro's neck, his aura instantly turned dangerous.
"..." Thank you.
People can laugh when they're speechless. Ichiro hesitated, but Inosuke rushed forward in an instant, leaping high into the air, his two swords crossed, and unleashed multiple slashes at the same time.
"Beast Breathing - Fang of the Wild - Shattering Slash".
Doma raised his hand to block the attack, and Frost followed his movement, swinging his fan towards Inosuke's neck, which Inosuke nimbly dodged. Inosuke smoothly flipped over and kicked away the fan, instantly returning to Kanao's side.
"Wow—what a flexible body, amazing! Is that head a hood?"
Doma felt his hands trembling slightly and said in surprise, looking at the pink sword in the other person's hand, he realized that the other person had taken Kanao's Nichirin Blade with the same ease.
He was about to say something when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He turned slightly to the side, and a red, curved blade sliced across his shoulder. He leaped onto another wooden bridge, the deep, bone-revealing wound on his shoulder healing rapidly.
"That was close! I almost chopped off your head and neck." Douma patted his chest dramatically and said, "You'd better not move. It must hurt a lot. Your hands are shaking."
"Eat less people, you only absorb rotten stuff, it's smelly and boring." Even though he was in a lot of pain because of the medicine, Ichiro still rolled his eyes and said stubbornly.
"I'm really not likable, okay~".
As Doma spoke, he raised his hand and pressed down, causing dozens of ice spikes to fall from above Ichiro's head. Ichiro reacted quickly and dodged, while Doma leaped in front of Inosuke with lightning speed. With a wave of his golden iron fans, several blades made of ice crystals appeared, and lotus flowers floated around him.
Inosuke kicked his opponent away abruptly, then swung his sword, slashing Doma's eye from a distance. Doma was somewhat incredulous; he watched as Inosuke casually put his dislocated arm back in place, and suddenly found it amusing. The golden fan opened, and he chuckled.
"Haha, doesn't it hurt to do that? You seem like a complete mess from beginning to end. And you really don't give up~ I wasn't going to kill you."
Doma leaped up to dodge Ichiro's swift attack, then shook his head: "You're far inferior to Lord Kokushibo. That attack of yours could have sliced off half of my body."
"Huh?" Yuichiro, who had sheathed his sword, narrowed his eyes, his expression indescribable: "I don't listen to the beast's pointing fingers."
"That's outrageous," Doma said, standing on the frozen water. He turned to Inosuke and Kanao, toying with a boar head mask in his hand, and smirked. "You two agree, don't you?"
"!!!"
Inosuke froze for a moment, his expression instantly turning ugly. His pupils contracted sharply, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Damn it...give it back to me!"
Doma looked at his face, held up the hood, and smiled, "Hmm—your face seems familiar. Where have we met before?"
"I don't remember ever seeing you, you worthless worm! Don't touch my fur with your filthy hands!"
Inosuke roared. The person he recognized was Shinobu, and he had a vague sense of déjà vu. Ichiro jumped to his side and patted him on the shoulder. "Calm down."
“That guy just spouted nonsense,” Kanao added, which made Douma purse his lips in dissatisfaction: “Just spouted nonsense? That’s surprising. Being serious is my only strength, and I have a very good memory.”
As he spoke, he bit the fan and poked his finger into his head, stirring it around. This sight made the three of them stare wide-eyed, and Ichiro exclaimed in disdain, "Your behavior is truly eye-opening."
"How disgusting! What are you doing?!"
Domo didn't pay any attention, but said with delight, "Found it. Fifteen years ago isn't that long ago. That day, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old came with a baby. She said that she was beaten by her husband and bullied by her mother-in-law every day, and that she had no parents, no brothers, and nowhere to go."
The Church of Bliss that I created protects these poor souls. When I first saw her, she was truly unrecognizable. Although one eye was blinded by the beating, her face was restored to its original state after treatment. She was truly beautiful, just like you, but even more delicate and gentle.
She's your mother, isn't she? There's no doubt about it.
"I have no mother! I was raised by a wild boar, it has nothing to do with her." Inosuke said, swinging his sword at Doma, but was instantly slashed in the chest. Doma turned to the side and used the Blood Demon Art: Lotus Leaf Ice, which was blocked by Ichiro's sword. Kanao rescued Inosuke, and the two fell into the water.
"Listen to people properly! I didn't intend to eat her back then. After all, it's nice to have a kind-hearted person by my side. It's a pity your mother wasn't very smart, but she was beautiful and had a lovely singing voice. She often sang to you while holding you, but not nursery rhymes, but songs for making pinky promises."
Pinky promise—for a hundred years—never to change. I'll sing these songs for you.
Doma spoke casually, while Ichiro had already noticed Inosuke's odd behavior and couldn't help but frown, realizing that what Inosuke said was true.
"Kotoha's life has been so full of hardships. Does she ever have a happy moment? It's been a completely meaningless life."
Doma's teasing tone was unsettling, and Kanao roared angrily, "Enough already, you bastard!"
Inosuke stood up, his expression turning fierce, and the veins on his forehead bulging.
"What a miracle! Thank you for reminding me that beheading isn't enough; I'll make you taste the flavors of hell!"
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