Shota is surrounded by monsters!

"..."

Sanka Danichiro withdrew his hand and walked directly towards his daughter's hospital room.

Mashiro turned her head and looked at Shota, who was holding his head and closing his eyes. She used two fingers to gently pull the corners of his mouth into a smile.

"Smile."

Mashiro said with a hint of pleading, "Please smile."

"...I can't laugh."

After Shota said this somewhat weakly, Mashiro cupped Shota's face in her hands and said, "Please smile... otherwise... I'll be scared."

"..."

"sorry."

Shota held Mashiro in his arms, rested his head on her shoulder, and kept repeating:

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Mashiro."

"Did I scare you?"

"As long as my brother can smile," Mashiro said softly, placing her hands on Shota's back somewhat awkwardly. "I won't be afraid."

"Hmm. So white."

Shota forced a smile, ruffled Shinjiro's hair, and said, "I'll go buy you a bottle of juice. Wait a moment."

"Ah."

Mashiro nodded vigorously, then watched Shota walk deeper into the corridor.

Clang—

After a can of juice slid down the dispenser, Shota didn't pick it up. He just stared blankly at the vending machine in front of him.

"Snapped--"

A black paper fan gently tapped Shota's head. Unbeknownst to him, Yomi had already escaped from Shota's body. She leaned against the vending machine, occupying all of Shota's vision.

"Am I... really useless?"

“No.” Huang Quan shook his head slightly and said, “After all, she is your mother. And… never mind.”

Huang Quan really wanted to say that the look in Kiss-Shot's eyes when she watched Shota leave was very familiar, so familiar that she didn't even want to recall it.

The final emotion contained in that look was...

—Kill me.

"A real man only has one minute to hesitate."

Huang Quan gently lifted Shota's chin with a paper fan and said, "These are words you once said yourself."

"I know."

Shota reached through Yomi's insubstantial thigh, took out the juice from the retrieval opening, and said, "I know everything."

With that, he turned around and walked toward where Mashiro was.

As for what decision he made, even the Yellow Springs wouldn't know.

but……

"Don't let me down. You're the man I promised to be with in the next life. You'll surely find the perfect solution."

"Between mother... and 'peace'."

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Chapter 115. Mother and Child...

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"Who are you!"

Is this Kyoto?

Kidomaru looked at the monster that had fallen from the sky with a wary expression in his eyes. Judging from its aura, the other party was definitely a strong one, the kind of strong one that was unstoppable.

Who is Hagoromo Gitsune?

"May I ask what brings you here?"

"Knock him out, tie him up, and take him away."

"bass--"

Kidomaru's sword was already drawn.

"Step back, Kidomaru. This gentleman is not someone you can stop." Just then, a woman with long black hair dressed in a black sailor uniform slowly walked out from inside the door.

"I wonder what brings this great vampire who visited Japan four hundred years ago back here to find me again?"

The woman showed no panic as she looked at the blond vampire before her.

"...So it's the fox from four hundred years ago. But her appearance in this life seems quite good." The blond vampire glanced at Hagoromo Gitsune as if appraising a daughter-in-law, and said, "Her fertility is still intact."

"But... that's about all the skill she's capable of. It's boring."

Having roughly judged that Hagoromo Gitsune's level was probably somewhat inferior to her own, the blonde vampire immediately lost interest. If the opponent were strong, as strong as herself, she might have knocked her unconscious and kidnapped her. But with this level of strength…

Let him conquer it himself.

It was probably a trial for him to come of age.

"Hey, fox, you better stay alive. And if you dare sleep with another man before he gets here..."

The blond vampire made a throat-slitting gesture and said, "I'll kill you."

"..."

With that, she jumped away again.

"Lord Hagoromo-Gitsune..."

"Useless." Hagoromo Gitsune turned around angrily and said, "Speed ​​up the plan."

"Yes!"

Tokyo, Nura Clan.

"A few hours ago, a cannibalism incident occurred, and three Nura Clan yokai were seriously injured. Fortunately, the people who arrived arrived in time, otherwise... the consequences would have been unimaginable."

As the third generation, Rikuo was already handling various affairs. He looked at Shota, who was sitting in front of him with his head down, and asked, "Do you want to go?"

"..."

Shota nodded.

Yesterday, he watched helplessly as his mother left after injuring his best friend, unable to even muster the will to stop her. But now…

His own mother, Kiss-Shot, had become a terrible time bomb.

She is incredibly powerful, devoid of any moral constraints. Humans and monsters alike are nothing more than ants in her eyes. She eats and kills as she pleases.

Exorcists, humans, and monsters all suffered casualties overnight.

“Shota.” Nurarihyon hid his hands in his sleeves and said slowly, “You stay here and rest this time. Rikuo, the situation is urgent. We’ll summon the Hundred Demons at any time, and the two of us will go to fight them together. At the very least… we must drive them out of the Nura Clan’s territory.”

"Yes, Grandpa."

"and many more!"

Shota hadn't told the two that Kiss-Shot was his mother. Perhaps he'd forgotten, or perhaps he was worried about what his mother might do. But now, he looked at the Nurarihyon grandfather and grandson and said, "Let me handle this matter first."

“I saved her, and I released her. This whole mess is my fault. So, let me go first before the Nura Clan takes action.”

"...Shouta-san."

"Go quickly if you're going to. What's the point of nagging me here?"

Nurarihyon looked at Shota's worried expression with some displeasure and said, "Rikuo, lend him your sword."

"Hmm." Rikuo took the demon sword Miyagi-maru that he always carried from his waist and handed it to Shota.

"Kid, help me test whether Shindo is stronger or the Nura Clan's heirloom, Miyagi-maru, is stronger."

……

Shota walked alone on the street. In this city under the cover of night, there was a mixture of various scents, but the most obvious one was the powerful scent of the vampire, which was like a beacon in the darkness.

Even though only a few hours have passed, why does the world feel so different?

Shota's feelings were complicated. He thought his mother might change her ways a little for his sake. But he eventually realized that he was probably just a toy to her. Regardless of how she viewed him, as her descendant, Shota considered her his most respected mother. Therefore, he didn't care how outrageous or harsh her treatment of him was.

But she turned her attention to those closest to her.

Who is more important, her or the people around her?

Shota didn't know. If he did, he wouldn't be so confused. But even in his confusion, there were some things he couldn't avoid.

That's what a real man is like.

"There's a possibility of conflict. If possible, you should stay away from it."

Shota said to Yomi, who was residing in his body, "You will get hurt."

"It's nothing. On the contrary, I'm worried that you might do something rash." Huang Quan's voice echoed in Shota's mind, saying, "Don't forget, you still have my fate on your shoulders. Don't just die like that."

"You won't die."

Shota repeated once more, "No one will die."

"come yet?"

Kiss-Shot stood on the deserted riverbank, her feet still stained with someone's blood. Upon hearing Shota's footsteps, she turned and looked over.

"Judging from your stance, are you planning to knock me down?"

Shota was carrying a knife.

A knife powerful enough to injure oneself.

"No. To lay a hand on one's mother is the greatest act of filial impiety."

When Shota saw Kiss-Shot again, he felt neither anger nor unease.