Muzan: My daughter can't be that weak!

"Bang--!!!!"

A muffled thud, much louder than the sound on the grass.

Doma struck Akaza precisely, hitting him as soon as he looked up, still unaware of what was happening.

The force of the impact caused both of them to fall to the ground.

Doma lay face down, completely covering most of Akaza's body, his head resting on Akaza's sturdy chest.

This feel...

Did you bump into something?

When did Miss Pipa make the floor of the Infinite Castle so bouncy?

Akaza, who was crushed underneath, felt as if his internal organs were about to be displaced.

Although this wasn't much of a blow to the ghost, it was still the kind of surprise attack.

Especially the feeling of being hit by this hateful ghost in this way...

"asshole……"

The veins on the forehead of the patient are bulging.

That voice...!

Still a little dizzy, Doma, who was lying on top of him, shook his head and lifted his face.

When he realized who was beneath him, a look of surprise instantly lit up his face.

"Oh my! Lord Akaza!"

Doma's voice still carried that infuriatingly cheerful tone, "What a coincidence! Are you here to greet me? We really are best friends, even our landing points are so perfectly in sync!"

meet?

tacit agreement?

"Who says I'm your friend?!"

Where did that damn bastard fall from?!

And that disgusting smiling face...

In the instant of his roar, Akaza's arm lashed out like a whirlwind.

Bang!

A solid punch landed hard on Doma's smiling face.

Hey, why is my field of vision rotating?

My face felt cold...

Akaza's greetings are always so direct and warm.

Before the body could react further, Akaza followed up with a kick, sending the opponent flying.

"Bang!"

Ah, it seems to have taken flight again!

It feels completely different from flying on a swing.

Doma lay on the ground for a couple of seconds, savoring the moment. He then leaned against the wall to stand up, elegantly brushing off non-existent dust from his clothes, as if he hadn't just been punched in the head.

The next second, the shattered head quickly regenerated and was restored.

He even raised his hand to touch his perfectly healed and still handsome face, his tone filled with genuine confusion:

"Lord Akaza, your greeting is still as warm as ever~ However, it's not good to suddenly attack, it might scare the children."

"..."

That's disgusting...

A ghost that's hundreds of years old still claims to be a child.

Akaza had already stood up, exuding a chilling killing intent, and snowflake-shaped spells unfolded beneath his feet.

He didn't want to hear another word from this lunatic, and with a flash, he attacked again.

Eh…

Is Lord Akaza looking to test his own strength?

Domo picked up the golden fan and shook it, seemingly lost in thought.

The next second, the force of the punch surged, and the ice crystals shattered.

The two quickly engaged in combat in the open platform area.

Wow! Faster and heavier than last time!

As expected, Lord Akaza has been getting stronger all along. How dazzling is his dedication to becoming stronger!

However, I seem to be even more capable~

As Doma skillfully dodged and parried, he inwardly praised him.

As the fight progressed, Akaza's golden eyes narrowed slightly.

This guy... his strength has indeed improved a lot since our last encounter.

The movements were faster, and the ice-based Blood Demon Art became more solid and difficult to deal with.

Although his mouth and his behavior still infuriate people tenfold, it has to be admitted that this bastard has become stronger.

Just as the battle was reaching its climax, Akaza was preparing to further increase his power output and unleash an even more destructive attack.

"Oh."

Suddenly, Tongmo skillfully deflected a straight punch with the surface of his fan, using the force to leap back several feet and create distance.

He turned his head, a slightly apologetic smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, Akaza-sama, but I can smell Upper Moon Two's wonderful scent~ I have to go say hello first, so I won't be able to enjoy myself with you today!"

I almost forgot the main purpose.

However, it was also very enjoyable to play with Lord Akaza.

Hmm, it seems Upper Moon Two is getting a little impatient?

We need to get there quickly.

Akaza's offensive stalled, abruptly halting his pursuit.

Damn it...

He remembered now; this bastard came to Infinity City today to challenge the current Upper Moon Two.

If we kill him now, it will be difficult to explain to Lord Muzan.

Despite his fists still itching intensely, every cell screaming to smash the popsicle to pieces, Akaza forced himself to suppress his murderous intent.

Seeing Akaza stop, Doma immediately beamed with joy, as if the life-or-death struggle just now was merely a pleasant game.

He unfolded his fan and was about to turn around.

Although Lord Akaza still seemed angry, he is indeed a reasonable and good friend who understands that I have important matters to attend to.

Next time I'll definitely share more interesting things with him!

Suddenly, he remembered something, looked up and shouted:

"Little Yukina, Uncle has to go now! I'll find you to play on the swing again next time!"

Leaving without saying goodbye is not what a good friend should do.

Yukina should be able to hear me.

I wonder if she saw how beautifully I flew just now...

After shouting, he was finally satisfied, and his figure drifted away in the direction he had sensed.

Akaza frowned, and the veins on his forehead were still throbbing slightly.

Yukina? Who?

A corner of my memory was stirred up.

It seems... this annoying popsicle mentioned something before, saying that Muzan-sama has a very cute daughter named Yukina something.

Akaza had no feelings about the fact that Muzan-sama had a daughter; he was neither surprised nor interested.

That's Muzan-sama's private matter, what does it have to do with him?

He only needs to become stronger and pursue the highest realm.

But Doma said that the child was his good friend?

Akaza gave a cold snort through his nose.

What utter nonsense...

Totally impossible!

How can a human/ghost become good friends with someone like Douma?

That bastard is definitely talking to himself again, or imagining some weird scenario.

He subconsciously glanced at the platform above, which was obscured by the intricate structure of the Infinite City.

There was complete silence; no echo came from the room.

really.

Akaza withdrew his gaze, even more convinced of his judgment.

It's that bastard's monologue again, such a boring show.