Since he had previously caused an uproar in Heian-kyo, Arata took precautions when entering this plane. He not only concealed his presence with [Clear Mirror, Still Water], but also left the demon blade [Xianminglian], which carried its own demonic aura, in Kamui Space, replacing it with an ordinary chakra blade.
Yet precisely because it was an ordinary chakra blade, its surface was smooth and polished, unlike Xianminglian's, allowing a certain evil demon on the verge of losing control to take a good look at himself.
The blade was narrow, barely two or three fingers wide, and could not reflect Kidomaru's entire appearance.
But for the Asura demon in his present state, a glimpse of any part was enough to imagine how hideously terrifying he looked as a whole.
Upon seeing himself reflected in the blade, Kidomaru abruptly fell silent.
Especially when that unscrupulous onmyoji's question reached his ears, his heart clenched.
Without a word,
he looked over the little demons from Seven-Horn Mountain who had briefly traveled with him. But both the frail demon girl and the little squirrel who had earlier dared to try to eat him showed fear when their eyes met his.
The fellow carrying two blades was probably one of Seven-Horn Mountain's rulers.
Although he revealed no obvious hostility, he had unobtrusively stepped in front of his companions. Judging by his tense grip, he was already prepared to fight at any moment.
After crossing a wooden bridge that had begun to rot, they stopped in front of the Giant Deer Idol.
With that, Arata leaped up.
"Yes, I'll look after him, Lord Arata."
"Mm. Sorry for the trouble."
"Um, this is Owl's feather. It has some protective power, so perhaps it can help you a little on the way ahead."
Only after receiving Kidomaru's response did