The Slaying Stone. / All Evil Will Eventually Be Brought to Justice!

Takanashi Rikka remained calm.

"Izumi-chan, what kind of technique is that?"

Fujiwara Chika quickly lost interest in the topic of aliens and became more interested in the cool movements of his fingertips.

"This is called divination."

"Yes, does it count?"

"In a sense, it can be considered one."

"Wow, what can divination do?"

"To put it in a way that Chika can understand better... if we compare the universe to a computer filled with a huge amount of data, then divination is like using a search engine to find data within it."

"Wouldn't that mean one could understand everything?"

Fujiwara Chika's eyes widened, looking utterly shocked.

Of course, this was just a pretense to make Izumi-chan happy, to provide some emotional support.

"Theoretically, it's possible."

"Hasegawa Izumi said calmly."

"So, can I learn this divination method?"

The girl revealed her bright white teeth, her smile as radiant as the sun, and once again crossed her fingers in front of her chin.

"Chika, what was your score in math?"

He asked.

"Uh, well, it's above average."

The girl, her forehead dripping with sweat, then received a gentle word—

"Disuse."

3

Chapter 3 The Stone of Killing.

"How could you do this?! Can't you be a little more forgiving?!"

Fujiwara Chika let out a wail, pouted, and looked at her with great grievance.

"No, the art of divination differs from ordinary paths; it requires special aptitude. Otherwise, it's just a waste of time."

Hasegawa Izumi wagged her finger.

"Do I need to be proficient in arithmetic? That sounds difficult."

Even Takanashi Rikka couldn't help but frown, after all, she had once achieved a math score as high as 2 points, clearly indicating that she didn't have the talent in this area.

"You must have made this up, Izumi-chan! Nobody can possibly learn it."

Chika-chan wanted to expose the facade in order to get revenge, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Hmm... Among the people I know, Atenbo Senpai does seem to have the talent in this area."

After thinking for a moment, Hasegawa Izumi came to an answer.

It is actually quite difficult to cultivate 'astrology' to that level before reaching the extraordinary realm.

"Huh? Really?! Is that psychopathic senior really that amazing?!"

Fujiwara Chika straightened up, looking surprised.

"Oh? I'm quite impressed with her now."

Takanashi Rikka also straightened her posture.

Aside from them, there are very few people with extraordinary potential.

"That's true, but that skill isn't that useful anyway."

"Hasegawa Izumi said leisurely."

In the afternoon, we gathered in the club activity room.

The girls, who hadn't seen him for a while, greeted him and chatted about interesting things that happened during their winter break, eventually focusing on the topic of meteor showers.

However, it wasn't a crisis caused by the arrival of aliens, but rather a subtle jab at someone's apparent attempt to sneak away. Of course, no one explicitly asked about the progress of the Childhood Friend's relationship; everyone was cautiously probing.

On a long night, the moonlight was hazy, and the faint light was hidden in the clouds.

In a park near the countryside, amidst the dappled shadows of trees, the sounds of chickens and ducks could be heard.

"Giggle giggle..."

"Gaga gaga..."

Right under the streetlight, more than a dozen chickens and ducks were tightly bound together with ropes, and a young man holding a samurai sword stood beside them.

This scene, not on a farm, but in a park late at night, seems particularly eerie.

"Feel sorry."

The young man talked a lot but his hands were quick.

His name is Yagyū Hyōgorō. His ancestors were famous swordsmen in history. However, the Yagyū family has long since declined. As the current young master, he is just an unknown swordsman. When he participated in the National Kendo Tournament in high school, he only made it to the top eight once. For ordinary people, this is not a bad result, but for the Yagyū family, it is a disgrace.

However, just a few days ago, he suddenly saw a light streak across the sky, very thin, clearly not a shooting star.

Out of curiosity, or perhaps because the thing possessed a mysterious allure, he gave chase.

Near the old house, by the stream, he saw a fist-sized stone that emitted a strange red light in the night, dazzling and captivating him completely.

"Could this be my opportunity?"

He held the stone in his hands and murmured to himself.

Although his family had declined, as a member of the upper class, he was aware of the changes in the world and had even witnessed extraordinary power firsthand.

That is a terrifying power that is beyond the reach of humankind!

Now, it seems he also has a chance to have it?

"But how do I use it?"

Just as Yagyū Hyōgorō was pondering this, his heart suddenly started pounding, and the stone in his hand seemed to be cheering and jumping with his heartbeat.

"I see!"

Realizing the connection, he placed the stone in front of his chest, and then the stone slowly sank into his chest, as if it had become one with his heart.

"I've become stronger."

After returning home, he tried wielding his katana and discovered that his strength and speed were incomparable to what they had been before.

If I were to participate in the competition now, winning the championship would be a piece of cake!

Within a day or two, when he participated in kendo training, he easily defeated an opponent who had once seemed unattainable, earning everyone's surprise and admiration.

This made him very happy, but what followed was...

He found himself with a strong, murderous urge during sparring sessions to sever his opponent's limbs, or even decapitate them.

Clearly, this power comes with risks.

But he simply couldn't shake off that feeling of power.

Even today, he couldn't resist going to the market to buy some chickens and ducks to satisfy his killing urges.

"What?"

Just as Yagyū Hyōgorō pierced the chest of the red-crested rooster with his sword, a bizarre scene unfolded: instead of spurting out, blood flowed along the blade, running from the arm all the way to the heart.

Although it was barely perceptible, he noticed that his strength had become slightly more abundant.

"Could it be that simply killing can increase one's power? This is far more powerful than the legendary 'Killing Sword'!"

He could no longer suppress his desire, and looking at the remaining chickens and ducks, his eyes turned bloodshot without him noticing.

In the blink of an eye, all the Blood Qi of the chickens and ducks were completely absorbed.

"Sparashi~! From now on, I'll call you [Stone of Killing]."

"Blood! More blood! I want more!"

Yagyū Hyōgorō pressed one hand to his chest, feeling the increased strength throughout his body, and his smile became even more twisted and ferocious.

"You call it the [Stone of Killing]? That's a pretty good name."

Suddenly, a strange sound rang out, and his smile froze instantly, his gaze turning sinister as he looked in the direction of the sound.

"Who is it!"

The next second, a middle-aged samurai wielding a knife slowly emerged from the shadows at the end of the path.

"Teacher, teacher training college...!?"

He was completely taken aback to run into the other person here and was somewhat flustered.

"The matter of the [Stone of Killing] has already caused quite a stir outside, and your unusual behavior naturally caught my attention. I didn't expect to actually witness it... The ability to continuously grow stronger by killing is truly terrifying."

The visitor was still marveling at it.

"Teacher's College, you wouldn't happen to be... too..."

"Of course."

"But haven't you already broken through that barrier?"

"Not enough, far from enough... It's still far from enough compared to those monsters."

"I see."

Yagyū Hyōgorō took a deep breath, suppressing his fear, and lowered his body, gripping the hilt of his sword with both hands.

The Stone of Killing has become ingrained in his heart; anyone who tries to take it will only meet with one fate.

"The Yagyū Shinkage-ryū..."

"Water Moon!"

The middle-aged samurai with the knife remained indifferent, employing the same swordsmanship, his strength no less, but even more refined.

The two men passed each other in an instant, a flash of blade light passing through their cold pupils.

"Sizzle."

In the next scene, the samurai sheathed his sword, and blood splattered like rain.

4

Chapter 4 All evil will eventually be brought to justice!

"How could he injure me? It's only been a few days, and he's clearly just an ordinary swordsman..."

The middle-aged samurai lowered his head slightly, a shallow knife wound clearly visible on his chest, his feelings a mixture of emotions.

He had cultivated for so many years to finally become a grandmaster, yet when faced with various extraordinary powers, he seemed utterly insignificant.

If things continue like this, can he and his family maintain their status in this New world, or even reach a higher level?

If you don't progress, you fall behind and will eventually be eliminated by the times!

"I was right."

His mind was made up long ago, and there was no turning back.

"So..."

The middle-aged samurai turned around and looked at the disciple he had personally taught swordsmanship to. His eyes showed no emotion. He slowly raised his hand holding the sword and thrust it into the disciple's chest, slicing it open.

There, a strange stone that shimmered with red light had transformed into a heart.

Immediately, he took out the Stone of Killing and, as if understanding the same meaning, placed it in front of his chest and slowly inserted it.