"And this pain... could it be that I'm being burned by the sun?!"
Seeing that the Dog-headed Demon had begged for mercy, the Scribe showed no intention of stopping.
Lift your foot and then slam it down.
Before the eyes of the survivors of the Toki-ya, he stomped on his head and crushed it.
The body, which had been trembling, suddenly stopped moving after a moment of alertness.
"Ugh~"
Upon seeing this scene for the first time, several of the younger geishas disregarded their surroundings and began to vomit.
Even the owners of Toki-ya covered their mouths, trying to suppress their discomfort.
They couldn't understand why the Scribe would do this.
There were still some questions I wanted to ask, but let's get rid of them now.
"Don't worry, this guy won't die that easily."
With a casual remark, the Scribe lifted his foot.
He shook off the unknown liquid on it and said coldly.
"Don't lie there pretending to be dead."
Just as the group was wondering what was going on, the Dog-headed Demon's "corpse" moved.
Immediately afterwards, his previously damaged head began to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, it had fully recovered.
Even the eyeballs that had been crushed by the Scribe had grown back.
"My lord, my lord, well done, wonderfully done."
After recovering, Dog-headed Demon changed his previous arrogant behavior.
He covered his right arm and stood up.
With his mouth open and tongue sticking out, he wore a fawning expression, making no attempt to hide his desire to please.
"That kick just now was the strongest kick I've ever seen in my life, no, in my dog's life, and even in my ghost's life."
"That feeling went straight to my bones, it made me feel so good I almost..."
The Scribe quickly interrupted the Dog-headed Demon, ordering him to stay there and not say a word.
"Okay, okay, I'll definitely follow the rules..."
Just as he was about to continue flattering her, the Dog-headed Demon was frightened by the Scribe's sharp gaze.
Even if he had a hundred words in his mouth, he swallowed them all at that moment.
With her head down, she silently walked to a corner, leaning against the crowd, just like a student being punished.
Turning his gaze away from him, Scribe then looked at the people in the Toki-ya.
They were still reeling from what had just happened, their eyes wide with disbelief.
"Cough, cough."
After coughing a few times, the Scribe spoke with concern.
Are you all alright?
"Uh, it's nothing."
The proprietress was the first to react after the tremor and quickly spoke up.
"We weren't injured, but the others..."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the others, who were gradually recovering, froze.
Someone covered their mouth, tears silently falling.
Some people clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, as if recalling something.
Some people huddle together and hide in someone else's arms, completely unwilling to face all of this.
Yae, Yae was killed by that monster.
"Ichio was slapped to death while protecting everyone."
"Kohana, how old is Kohana? How could she..."
For a moment, the environment was filled with an atmosphere of sadness.
For them, who were living a normal life just yesterday, what happened in less than one night has undoubtedly completely disrupted their lives.
Suddenly, a man-eating monster appeared that couldn't be killed no matter what.
Mass deaths, former friends turned into monster food.
There is also the Scribe, who is mysterious yet can easily defeat monsters.
Some of them had bloodshot eyes and drool dripping from the corners of their mouths.
Seeing this kind of person, the Scribe knew that he was probably unable to withstand a lot of pressure in a short period of time and had gone a little crazy.
He sighed helplessly. Although he understood, he couldn't spend too much time on them.
Killing one more ghost might save more people.
Boss lady, did you see Koinatsu tonight?
"No, I didn't see her tonight."
She paused for a moment, and although she didn't know why the Scribe would ask about Koinatsu, the proprietress still answered.
"However, it seems someone saw her take Karin and Cui out."
At this point, she lowered her head.
When Koinatsu left, she left her a letter.
Although the letter didn't mention ghosts, it still advised her to take precautions tonight.
Ideally, the Toki-ya should be locked down, businesses should not be allowed to operate, and no one should be allowed to leave.
But the proprietress didn't believe it and treated it as a joke.
Ultimately, this led to the current situation.
"If only I had..."
A tear rolled down her cheek, and the proprietress was filled with regret, wondering why she hadn't chosen to believe Koinatsu.
She should have realized that the powerful figure behind Koinatsu, who "descended from the sky" to this place, would not stand idly by.
Add to that the mysterious Scribe, and it's clear they know some secrets unknown to ordinary people.
Despite these favorable conditions, he still did something foolish, which led to bitter consequences.
Scribe glanced at the proprietress, a glint in his eyes, as if he knew something.
After offering a few words of comfort, he decided to leave.
Knowing that Koinatsu was safe, he saw no need to stay any longer.
His priority now is to regroup as soon as possible and kill as many demons as possible.
Just then, the proprietress suddenly spoke up.
Chapter 404 The Gathering Place of Demons
"First..."
She was about to say something, but stopped herself after seeing the look in Scribe's eyes.
"You want me to take you away, don't you?"
With a sigh, Scribe spoke directly to what the proprietress was thinking.
"Yes."
Gritting her teeth, the proprietress felt her face flush red.
"I hope you can take us to a safe place, sir. I can pay you a certain amount of money."
Upon hearing her say that, Scribe immediately burst into laughter.
"Rewards, money, or something like that."
"This..."
Hesitant to speak, the proprietress then realized that she didn't seem to be able to offer a satisfactory reward.
How could such a mysterious yet powerful man be someone that I, a small business owner, could possibly "hire"?
Just when she was starting to despair, the Scribe waved her hand.
"Fine, you can come with me."
"Really?!"
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light appeared in the proprietress's eyes again.
"However, you cannot stay with me."
The Scribe nodded in reply.
"You should stay about 20 meters behind me, and it's best not to stray from that general area."
"We understand."
Although she wanted to ask more questions, the proprietress stopped herself in time.
It's already quite an achievement to have survived; if we continue talking, the outcome probably won't be very good.
If she angered Scribe, she couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't suddenly turn on her and kill her.
Seeing that the landlady nodded tactfully, Scribe didn't say anything more.
After signaling the Dog-headed Demon to follow, he walked towards the Toki-ya.
"I'm asking you, are you one of Dichai's men?"
Walking at the front, the Scribe looked around and asked questions.
"If you still don't behave, you can die right now."
His body trembled, Dog-headed Demon quickly nodded.
"Of course, I came to the Toki-ya to complete the task assigned by Lady Dichai, oh no, that brat Dichai."
Tell me about it.
With a raised eyebrow, Scribe was very curious about the task he mentioned.
"Actually, it's very simple. It's just about killing a human named Koinatsu."
The Dog-headed Demon scratched its furry head, seemingly deep in thought.
I heard she was an Oiran of high status, but I couldn't find her.
As soon as he finished speaking, he sensed that the Scribe's aura was a bit off.
That fleeting burst of savagery terrified him so much that his heart began to race.
"I'm not wrong, there really is only this one mission, and I haven't found that human yet!"
He shook his head like a rattle-drum, and quickly explained that he was just following orders.
Fortunately, the Scribe did not delve into this topic.
"After that, are you given free time, or are you assigned to a specific location?"
"We need to report to a ghost, and then we can decide for ourselves."
"Take me."
With the Dog-headed Demon leading the way, the Scribe followed closely behind, pondering the information he had received.
Although the Dog-headed Demon was just a minor character, the Scribe still learned a lot from him.