Akagi Hōten swung Matsushima Haru's face aside, instantly leaving a handprint across it. Then he put more force into it, sending her staggering back several steps.
Matsushima Haru felt a ringing in her head from Akagi Hōten's slap. Her eyes remained fixed ahead as she stepped into a pool of blood spreading across the bright field, unaware of it. In the end, her legs could no longer support her, and she collapsed to the ground, sitting there limply.
Sitting on the ground, Matsushima Haru was stunned for a while before she regained the ability to think. She discovered that she was sitting in a pool of blood; her fair, slender legs were covered in it, and even her firm, elastic flesh was soaked crimson.
When Matsushima Haru looked to the side, she saw a filthy, savage-looking corpse. She immediately jumped in fright and scrambled to her feet. Remembering what had just happened, she could not help but feel nauseated.
Once she stood up, she finally came to her senses and felt the burning pain on her face. Her right hand did not hurt at all. She could not understand why she had been beaten by Akagi Hōten without being able to do anything.
With that question in mind, Matsushima Haru looked confidently toward the shop entrance, intending to ask why Akagi Hōten had treated her like this. However, she did not see Akagi Hōten walking toward the shop door. Just as she was puzzled, Akagi Hōten's voice sounded behind her.
"Sorry, Mr. Mirai. I'm deeply sorry to have kept you waiting because of such an unpleasant matter."
Akagi Hōten lowered his head respectfully to Mirai. From his slightly trembling voice, it was clear that Akagi Hōten seemed very afraid at this moment.
"Oh," Mirai replied. He had not expected the