I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

Ignoring the former's complaints, Ara looked with interest at the completely transformed Kidomaru in his field of vision.

The simple yet exquisite kimono accentuated the other person's already tall and slender figure, and the red maple pattern embroidered on the fabric complemented his cool and feminine face in an indescribable way.

No matter how closely one examines it, this luxurious garment seems tailor-made for him, complementing him perfectly.

That simpleton who only picked out the cheapest clothes for himself actually has good taste.

"Humph."

Upon hearing this, a look of panic and impatience suddenly flashed across Kidomaru's otherwise disgusted face. He must have wanted to explain that he hadn't changed his clothes for that stupid god.

However, anticipating that explaining to this unscrupulous Onmyoji would only make things worse, he simply responded with a cold snort.

Just then, the surrounding woods rustled, which unexpectedly relieved them of their predicament.

Looking toward the source of the sound, dozens of burly men carrying various rough weapons brazenly pushed aside the grass and trees that were obscuring their figures and appeared in the three people's field of vision.

"Hey, lucky me, there's even an extra beautiful little fat sheep."

A rough, deep voice came from the leading man's mouth.

He had a tall and broad physique like an iron tower, with his body full of fleshy muscles, and he carried a large horse-slaying sword in his hand.

The accomplices behind him were in a similar situation, the only difference being that they were carrying either spiked clubs or broad axes.

Furthermore, no one's face could be seen directly, because each of them wore a square piece of linen cloth tied around their forehead to cover their face, with two holes in the cloth that allowed their eyes to be seen.

As the leader, the burlap he wore on his face had only a hole for his right eye, whether to further conceal his identity or because he was a one-eyed blind man.

Seeing this, Kidomaru, who had been rescued, couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile.

Since leaving the Asura Ghost Realm, he felt uneasy all over, bound by worldly rules, unable to vent his killing desires, and even the air was not as sweet and delicious as in the Ghost Realm.

Then, he was left idle for half a day by that hateful Onmyoji, and he was so bored that he wanted to cause a big scene!

It's like someone's offering you a pillow when you're sleepy!

Instead of mocking the Onmyoji beside him for being followed here by mere humans, he was secretly glad that the other party had kept the toy until now.

"A fat sheep?"

"There's not even a bird in sight in this desolate wilderness, so where would a fat sheep come from?"

As he spoke, Kidomaru, with a smile on his face, took the initiative to walk towards the group of menacing-looking people.

The seemingly naive question, coupled with her effeminate face, evokes an indescribable sense of ignorance and fearlessness.

"Hahaha."

Looking at the bean sprouts that had stopped in front of him, the towering leader laughed without a second thought.

There really are such lovely people in this world!

He himself was a fat sheep, yet he innocently asked the hunter where the fat sheep was.

However, it's not surprising that they would have such thoughts.

After all, the young man in front of him, dressed in fine clothes and with a delicate face, did not look like a man-eating 'tiger' at all.

"You are absolutely adorable."

"Alright, I'll make an exception and show you mercy. I'll treat you well before I kill you."

The leader then raised his large, fan-like hand and gently patted Kidomaru's delicate, almost girlish, cheek.

At the same time, this caused a burst of laughter from his accomplices behind him, and pitying glances fell on the naive young man.

They were aware of their leader's unique quirks, but previously, due to the terrifying pressure from the Genji lineage, these bandits were unable to raise their heads and could only temporarily cease their activities and return to civilian life.

The arrogant Onmyoji had barely left when their spies planted in high-end shops brought news of a group of fat sheep from afar. It was truly a perfect storm of timing and location.

"Ha, Genji just left and some clowns have already appeared?"

Huang's voice was full of sarcasm.

Of course, he had already sensed that someone was following him. The reason he hadn't made a move was simple: he didn't want to cause trouble in Kyoto without being threatened.

The sarcastic remark made the leader's smile fade, and as he looked at the speaker, his large hand, which had been lightly patting Kidomaru's face, also landed on the luxurious maple leaf kimono.

In an instant, the playful smile on the latter's lips gradually disappeared, and his gaze subconsciously fell on the hairy, fan-like hand.

However, the owner of the palm did not notice this subtle change.

Of course, even if they did care, they wouldn't take it seriously.

"Sigh, it seems your companions aren't as adorable as you, but their unruly nature does have its own charm."

The leader glared aggressively at the young man who had been following them.

The bottom of the burlap veil covering her face bulged slightly, as if she were licking her lips.

"Boss, please take that young lady..."

The atmosphere became increasingly dangerous.

Just then, one of the henchmen behind the one-eyed leader, with fawning eyes, tried to make a request.

But before his delusions could be fully uttered, they came to an abrupt halt.

Not interrupted by words,

Instead, a head, still bearing traces of greed and desire, flew through the air, while a headless body stood among the crowd on the ground, its neck gushing blood like a geyser.

[Sorcery - Wind Slash.]

All of this happened so suddenly!

Before the thugs who had been following them could even realize what was happening, a horrifying scene unfolded before their eyes, and no one could escape the spurting spray of blood.

"what?"

"Which impatient bastard let me wet the bed? Are they not going to get out of bed for the next ten days or two weeks?!"

For a moment, the scene became numb and horrified. All who witnessed it were speechless. Only the leader, who was standing at the very front, was unaware of what had happened. He unconsciously touched the liquid that had splashed on the back of his neck with the hand holding his broad saber.

But when he moved his hand back to his eyes and his vision was filled with crimson, his pupils suddenly went unfocused, and a strong and crazy ominous premonition surged wildly in his mind.

This is not water at all.

Instead, it was blood!!

"Pah,"

"thump."

The sound that followed made his brain buzz, and a sense of panic began to quietly grow in his heart.

【in the end,】

What exactly happened behind me?!

He wanted to turn around and look.

But the effeminate young man standing in front of him suddenly spoke.

You've dirtied my new clothes.

This abrupt statement caused the bandit leader to stop looking back, especially if he had previously found it amusing that Kidomaru was an unaware little lamb.

This defiant statement instantly ignited the anger in his heart.

At this moment, its pupils, which had stopped turning, were fixed on the pretty boy who was so close to it.

[Even on the verge of death, he's still concerned about the clothes he's wearing. What a foolish rich kid!]

However, just as he opened and closed his mouth and exerted force with his palm, intending to teach this bastard a lesson and make him take his status and position seriously, this arrogant pretty boy continued to speak:

"Or are you saying that by soiling my clothes, you intend to peel off your own skin and make new clothes for me?"

Even the most notorious and physically imposing bandit leader, who had committed countless atrocities, felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing these extremely eerie words, and his heart trembled involuntarily.

However, he quickly suppressed his unbearable emotions, and the anger in his eyes grew even stronger.

What kind of trouble could this pretty boy, whose thighs aren't even as thick as his own arm, possibly cause?

just,

But that bastard's eyes!

What kind of look is that?!

He wanted to roar in anger, to raise his blade and smash the beautiful doll to pieces.

But before it could unleash its full power and ferocity,

The voice from the other side of the room forced its way into his ears without warning.

"But unfortunately,"

[What a pity? You're the one who should feel sorry!]

"I personally quite like this outfit."

【Then die wearing this outfit!】

"Therefore, I don't plan to change it anytime soon."

Faced with that gleaming, gleaming sword, Kidomaru didn't even bother to dodge.

Just as he finished speaking, a pitch-black chain emerged from the dark shadows, and in the next second, accompanied by a soft splatter of blood, the thick arm pressing against his left shoulder was easily pierced through.

The fibers, flesh, and bones within it did not pose any obstacle to the dark chains.

"what--"

The intense pain of having his arm pierced not only caused the bandit leader to roar like a wild beast, but also brought his impending attack to an abrupt halt.

But this is not the end.

More black chains erupted from the nameless place, instantly riddling the burly bandit leader with holes.

Blood splattered everywhere.

At this moment, all was silent.

The bandits, still reeling from the death of their headless companion, were then terrified by the absurd and surreal scene that followed.

The sight of their leader, bleeding profusely from various parts of his body, shattered their worldview.