Shaking her head, Koinatsu squatted down and patted Karin's little head.
"Listen to me, Karin, I'm going to give you a task."
"Promise me you'll do it, okay?"
Although she didn't know why Koinatsu suddenly said that, Karin nodded.
Not far away, Mitsu noticed that Koinatsu seemed to have something to say, so he stopped for a moment.
Judging from her relaxed demeanor, she seemed completely unconcerned about what Koinatsu might do.
After glancing at Mitsu, Koinatsu quickly looked away.
"You are a bit older than Cui, so you can be considered her older sister."
"I need you to take her away from here now and go to the place I told you about before."
"Did you understand?!"
When she said the last sentence, Koinatsu's tone even carried a hint of command.
"I... I understand."
She was a little scared, but Karin still didn't refute it.
"What about the Oiran? Are you going to stay here? And what about Mitsu...?"
"She's not the boss lady we know anymore!"
Interrupting Karin's words, Koinatsu pulled her close to her.
"Take a good look, is that what a normal human being would be like?!"
Following the direction she was pointing, Karin and Cui's eyes widened in surprise.
His young face was filled with terror, and his expression was filled with despair.
Not far away, Mitsu, who had been standing still, suddenly had a large amount of red mist appear around his body.
As the fog thickened, a hard, carapace-like shell seemed to appear on the surface of her body.
Rose-like patterns meander and spiral on it, and they look incredibly beautiful under the moonlight.
However, in the perception of Koinatsu two, this beauty was completely replaced by fear in their hearts.
The three of them were like lambs facing a hunter—weak, pitiful, and helpless.
"Blood Demon Art, Scarlet Queen!"
After the shell formed, the remaining red mist condensed in Mitsu's hand and transformed into a long whip.
The long whip is covered with barbs and hooks, and when it is swung, it is like a python, waiting for its chance to strike.
"Run."
Squeezing out a single word, Koinatsu gave Karin and Cui a hard shove on their backs.
"Run!"
As she spoke, she stood directly in front of the two girls, spreading her arms to block the already narrow alley.
Seeing this scene, Karin and Cui's eyes filled with tears.
They were both intelligent children, Koinatsu did this to buy herself and her companion time to escape.
Karin tugged hard at Cui's clothes and pulled her along as they ran.
Before long, the two figures disappeared into the darkness of the alley corner.
Watching Karin and Midori leave, Mitsu's face showed little change.
She didn't even try to stop it.
After all, her original objective in her mission was to target Koinatsu.
Two little girls, no matter how fast they run, can't escape the Entertainment District area.
If they don't escape, they remain prey in my hands.
Thinking of this, Mitsu didn't forget to stick out his tongue and lick his lips.
"Koinatsu Oiran, why don't you run away?"
A sorrowful smile appeared on her beautiful face. Koinatsu didn't know why she had chosen to do this.
Perhaps, she could never give up the kindness in her heart.
She slowly closed her eyes, and the expression on her face gradually returned to calm.
Upon seeing this, Mitsu frowned.
Although she has not yet undergone the ritual, she already possesses most of the characteristics of a ghost.
Tyrannical, bloodthirsty, and chaotic.
Torture of some rebellious prey is, in her opinion, a very interesting thing.
But seeing Koinatsu like this now, most of her joy dissipated.
"Let's finish this sooner rather than later."
Despite her many grievances, she dared not slack off on this mission.
After all, in terms of hierarchy, he was an unofficial staff member at the very bottom.
Even Rokuya, who just held a ceremony, is a more formal figure than me, an "intern" employee.
If the task isn't completed, or if it doesn't satisfy the adults, then what will happen to me...?
Thinking of this, Mitsu couldn't help but shudder.
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and a ruthless expression appeared on Mitsu's face.
He gripped the long whip tightly and then lashed it forcefully.
The scarlet whip transformed into a streak of light barely visible to the naked eye, lashing directly at Koinatsu.
Even with her eyes closed, Koinatsu's instincts told her that the opponent's attack was imminent.
I am just an ordinary person, and there is no way I can dodge it.
Moreover, he had no intention of dodging.
In the final moments of her life, her mind was filled with countless thoughts.
Memories from the past flashed before my eyes like a revolving lantern, but in the end, only one man's face remained.
"Sir, if I die, will you be sad for me?"
"I'm sorry, I may not be able to keep my promise to you."
"May your prayers continue forever, only in the next life."
Thinking of this, a tear welled up in her eye.
She didn't regret her choice to stay here; she was just saddened that she had broken the promise she made to Scribe.
"You woman are not as simple as you seem on the surface."
Just as Koinatsu was preparing to die, a male voice she had never heard before rang in her ears.
"Don't worry, with me here, you definitely won't die."
Instinctively opening her eyes, Koinatsu saw that, without her noticing, a tall figure had appeared in front of her.
"Speaking of which, you're so old, yet you still play these fancy Blood Demon Art. It's really hard to watch."
The tall man curled his lip, his words full of sarcasm towards Mitsu.
"In the words of the gentleman, what do you call this again?"
"By the way, this is called 'putting a scallion in a pig's nose'—pretending to be an elephant."
"Let me, Gyutaro, tell you what true Blood Demon Art is."
After saying that, Gyutaro moved.
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Gyutaro's face was full of disdain as he faced the long whip that Mitsu swung at him.
"Snort!"
With a swift grab of his right hand, he easily caught it in his grasp.
Seeing his attack easily blocked by his opponent, Mitsu's pupils widened slightly.
Even if one's strength is weak, one is still a ghost.
How could this guy who suddenly appeared be blocked so easily?
He said he had Blood Demon Art, so what's that all about?
The other person gave me the feeling of being a ghost, but not quite pure.
He had never seen someone like Gyutaro under Dichai's command.
Even if the other party is indeed a hidden member, why would they appear as an enemy?
For a moment, Mitsu was overwhelmed with thoughts and completely panicked.
"What a weak Blood Demon Art." (Reading by La)
Gyutaro glanced at the long whip in his hand and said with some dissatisfaction.
"After all these years, I thought there would be something new and interesting to see back here."
"Result..."
He paused, a ferocious look appearing on his face.
"It's still the same as before!"
With a forceful tug towards his chest, Mitsu's body flew towards Gyutaro.
"Go to hell!"
There was a bit more bloodlust on his ferocious face. Taro, the prostitute, made a fist with his left hand and hit Mitsu hard in the abdomen.
In the blink of an eye, Mitsu had no chance to defend.
All she could do was hope that her Blood Demon Art would become stronger.
"Bang!"
The moment they made contact, she felt that her outer shell was completely ineffective.
"Such immense power!"
Looking down, Mitsu noticed that cracks, like fist marks, had appeared on the shell of his "Scarlet Queen" where it had come into contact with his fist.
The next moment, her body flew backward and crashed heavily into the wall.
Dust scattered and gravel flew everywhere.
The whip that had been conjured was also torn off, and the barbs and hooks on it were completely useless.
After sending Mitsu flying with a single punch, Gyutaro did not immediately pursue him.
He threw away the broken piece of whip, then transformed his right hand into a claw and fiercely grabbed at his left forearm.
With a tearing sound, he ripped his arm bone out.
"Blood Demon Art, Sacrificial Demon Scythe!"
As Gyutaro's ability was activated, the arm bone in his hand also underwent a strange change.
Layers of thin films appeared, covering it.
The tip kept getting sharper, eventually becoming a curved, spike-like shape.
The latter half is shaped like a handle for easy gripping.
This is Gyutaro's weapon, and also his Blood Demon Art.
Normally, it resides in his arm, fully mingling with the blood in his body.