I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

The friendship between the monsters of Shichikakuyama was particularly comforting, and the bond between Shikaoko and Hiroki was touching. Especially the mischievous Matsumaru, 'bullying' the little guy was very stress-relieving.

Without her constant chatter, I felt a little empty around me.

It turns out that after resolving the hatred suppressed in his heart, what he wanted to pursue was this kind of life—a life of playing and joking with his shikigami, his lover, and his friends.

While unconsciously gripping Izumi's hand, Ara also found a substitute for 'bullying'.

"ha,"

"Rounded up, it only comes to four hundred at most, which is a bit short."

"Did you really inherit the bloodline of the Asura Demon King?"

"I eliminated thousands of monsters during this upheaval."

Huang scrutinized the demon employee beside him with suspicion. He remembered that this kid had been quite aggressive in the early stages, so how come he had only achieved so little?

Upon hearing this, Kidomaru's expression instantly changed, and a sharp glint flashed from his narrow demonic eyes.

He naturally could not tolerate this mockery.

However, he unusually did not have an attack, and even calmed down on his own very quickly.

Although the Onmyoji's teasing made him very uncomfortable, there was no doubt that this was the objective fact. The opponent had the ability to manifest thousands of clones to kill enemies, which he knew he couldn't do himself, so it was impossible for him to clear out more monsters in the same amount of time.

Watching Kidomaru gradually calm down, Ara, who hadn't received the response he wanted, couldn't help but feel a little bored.

That weirdo brat!

Perhaps only the God of Fate could stir any emotion within this guy.

However, instead of using the name of that deity to tease the demon, he directly inquired about the reward it desired:

"Do you want the jade, or do you want to reduce the time?"

"Although you can't go to Kyoto, there are some gathering places along the way where you can pick out gifts."

"For example, she has new clothes now, but it seems she doesn't have any accessories to adorn them."

Huang then gave an example.

Upon hearing the word "magatama," a glint of excitement unconsciously appeared in Kidomaru's eyes. He didn't know when it had started, but that little thing that he once regarded as worthless dirt had become extremely important.

But time means freedom!

He didn't want to be controlled by this bastard Onmyoji forever!

At this point in her thoughts, the stirring in Yu Zhiyao's eyes was instantly replaced by a cold, ferocious look.

He never gave up the idea of ​​hunting the person in front of him.

"time."

A cold voice came from Kidomaru's opening and closing mouth.

After receiving the answer, the faint smile that had been brewing on Huang's face slowly faded.

He surprisingly chose time without hesitation, a decision that once again exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Oh, I thought..."

For a moment, he wanted to say something, but the words he had just uttered stopped abruptly.

In these private matters, he was unwilling to interfere with the monsters' own choices.

"Okay, it's a reward for your work. You have 959 days left before your contract ends."

"Including the three days since we arrived at Seven Horns Mountain, there are still 956 days left."

Upon hearing this, Kidomaru's gloomy expression softened somewhat.

Once he has repaid his previous debts and regained his freedom, he will naturally be able to do whatever he wants. As for mere money, he has plenty of ways to acquire it!

"However, we should clean ourselves up before participating in the festival. Let's rest in the town ahead tonight."

"Don't worry, there's plenty of time. I'll cover the accommodation."

"gone."

Once the mischievous intent was gone, Huang's conversation with him became more natural, and after speaking, he pulled Izumi along and led the way toward the small town that was glowing with a warm, soft light in their field of vision.

After a mentally and physically exhausting battle, he also needs to rest.

In particular, Huang was unsure whether any of the special energies that had seeped into his body remained, since they were very likely the work of the evil god Orochi!

Watching the former's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Kidomaru suddenly felt a sense of unease.

And this unease comes precisely from that freedom that has taken a giant leap forward.

Acquiring coins is really easy for them!

The fastest and most convenient method is to directly slaughter the human towns in sight.

However, just as that bastard Onmyoji said, what should he do when that idiot asks him about the source of the large amount of money?

Is it true that this was obtained by slaughtering a human settlement?

How could she possibly accept coins stained with blood?

But what else can they do besides killing themselves?

Aside from killing for others, who would be willing to hire you?

Everything seemed to have fallen into a dead end again.

Without a word, Kidomaru subconsciously looked at the ninja pouch tied to his waist. Although it only contained two magatama, it gave him a sense of peace of mind.

Because he earned it with his own hands!

Furthermore, you can confidently use this phrase to respond to a silly person's inquiry.

[Oh, it was just that while helping the monsters of Seven Horns Mountain out of a crisis, I saved a little squirrel and slaughtered four hundred monsters for a reward.]

There's nothing worth mentioning.

That's a much cooler response than robbing the weak!

Unconsciously, Kidomaru's left hand had already clenched the ninja pouch tied to his waist, even though it only contained two small magatama!

【so,】

【so!】

His right hand clenched and relaxed; his mouth opened and closed.

"Negative,"

"Onmyoji, sir,"

The call from behind made Huang stop instinctively, and he turned around naturally to reply:

"Hmm, what are you doing?"

But the next second, his natural attitude suddenly wavered violently.

【What? 】

【what's the situation? 】

He stared blankly at the demon in his field of vision, an incredulous glint in his eyes.

What did this kid call me?

Kidomaru, who was being stared at intently by the former, suddenly felt uneasy. He wanted to say fiercely that it was nothing, just a casual remark.

However, the ninja pouch he was clutching tightly in his left hand was conveying a message of embarrassment.

not enough,

Two magatama alone are definitely not enough to buy anything.

"I've changed my mind, I want the magatama."

"Help me exchange time for jade."

Despite feeling uncomfortable being stared at, Kidomaru said.

"Oh,"

"Wait a minute,"

"What did you call me just now?"

What had been a topic of jest previously dismissed by Ara was now only on his mind—whether the call of "Onmyoji Master" was a hallucination.

After all, this guy is a demon from the Asura Path, an unruly fellow with the bloodline of the Asura Demon King flowing through his veins!

Even Kamo no Tadayuki, who once taught him, probably never received a respectful title more than a few times.

The humiliation deepened.

An overwhelming rage!

In an instant, a violent rage surged within Kidomaru.

However, just as he was about to deny everything that had happened before, a vivid image suddenly flashed into his mind.

That was the image of that fool cautiously asking himself if he could accept the gift.

She was so delighted, surprised, and cherished it.

Kidomaru lowered his face slightly, and the stray hairs falling from his forehead made it difficult to see his face clearly.

People live under the eaves.

"Onmyoji, my lord."

he repeated.

His voice carried a unique emotion that was difficult to discern.

“Here you go.”

Huang did not press his advantage. He immediately took out a bag of coins and threw it at the half-demon who was awe-inspiring in the Asura Ghost Path without counting them.

"I'll just consider the extra amount as something that makes me happy."

"Of course, if you'd like to call me 'Onmyoji-sama' a few more times, I'd be delighted..."