Destroyed by the Radiance of the Stars (8K)

If her ex-fiancé, Atsuro Miyamoto, were here right now, things would be even more lively.

"Why?!"

Rentaro Satomi looked at her in confusion, his tone becoming somewhat impatient. "Kisara, don't you know that Tokyo Area is about to face a disaster? Why did you come back to the Tendo Family at this time? Can't you tell what's important? Is revenge more important than your own life?!"

Although he was in the hospital, he was well aware of what Kisara had done recently.

He was particularly conflicted when he learned that Kisara had obtained evidence detrimental to the Tendo Family.

After all, Kisara's parents were dead, and he didn't want Kisara to become consumed by revenge because of this, let alone turn against his own brothers and sisters.

Not only does this defy common sense, Kisara might even lose her life because of it!

You should know that these members of the Tendo Family are all masters who have received the full Menkyo the Tendo Style!

Especially Sister Kimin Tendo, her sword-drawing skills are Kisara's!

At this moment, after listening to Rentaro Satomi's outburst, Kisara's expression gradually returned to calm.

"Priorities? Satomi-kun, you should know better than anyone why I've survived until now. While I'm grateful for everything you've done for me, that's no reason for you to betray my beliefs."

Her voice was soft, but it struck Rentaro Satomi's heart like a thunderclap.

Even so, Rentaro Satomi gritted his teeth and stepped forward, saying:

"But... Kisara, your parents are dead! Why not look towards the future and embrace a better life? Why do you insist on binding yourself to the shadow of revenge in the past!"

"... Satomi-kun, I never imagined you would say something like that. I was so naive to think you would be on my side..."

Kisara lowered his eyelids slightly, his shoulders trembling slightly, and a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes. At this moment, all past affections were burned to ashes by the flames of hatred.

Rentaro Satomi had already moved and stood in front of Kisara Tendo.

At the same time, a slight pain flashed through his body, and with a creaking sound, cracks appeared on his right hand and right foot. The artificial skin peeled off, and the shiny black chrome-plated prosthetic limbs gleamed with a metallic light.

"Kisara, if you insist on taking revenge on the Tendo Family at this time, then you'll have to get past me first!"

With that, Rentaro Satomi freed his prosthetic eye.

The artificial eye embedded in the left eye socket began to swirl, and geometric patterns emerged within the iris.

A sharp pain suddenly shot through my nasal cavity, and my body began to feel hot.

Flesh and blood are weak and feeble, while machinery soars to new heights.

Rentaro Satomi, now a mechanized soldier, has unleashed his complete form!

As expected, Rentaro Satomi ultimately stood in front of Kisara as the enemy.

But we've seen enough of the drama already...

Yotsuba Mahiro slowly stood up from the tatami mat, gently patted Kisara's shoulder, and said, "Then I won't play along with this farce anymore. I'll leave everything to you from now on, Kisara."

"Um."

Kisara nodded, a strong killing intent already surging in his eyes.

She had already prepared herself mentally, especially regarding the fact that Rentaro Satomi would stand in her way of revenge.

I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Is this your purpose?

Hinata Tendo!

"Hey, wait! What are you doing here!"

Seeing Yotsuba Mahiro and leave, Rentaro Satomi immediately had a bad feeling.

He didn't know exactly how strong Yotsuba Mahiro, nor had he witnessed it firsthand, but he had heard many rumors, such as killing Scorpio and defeating the 98th-ranked Starter all by himself.

If we let him leave now, he might end up going to find Tendo Kikunojo!

No, the Tokyo Area still needs that old man; we absolutely cannot lose him!

After weighing the pros and cons, Rentaro Satomi was about to reach out and grab Mahiro's shoulder when—

Clang--

Suddenly, the Snow Shadow was drawn, blocking Rentaro Satomi's path. Kisara coldly said:

"Since you, Satomi-kun, are standing in my way of revenge, then I will not allow you to cause trouble for Mahiro -kun either."

Now, Rentaro Satomi's expression turned completely grim as he met Kisara's icy, murderous gaze.

"I understand, Kisara. Then I will definitely stop you this time."

Rentaro Satomi lowered his waist and quietly assumed a stance— the Tendo-style Combat Technique [Stance of a Hundred Years of Infinity], a form that integrates offense and defense, signifying that heaven and earth are an eternal and infinite existence.

Meanwhile, the other members of the Tendo Family, though intending to watch a good show, also took out their prepared weapons. Hyuga, the eldest brother, even tossed a long spear to the unprepared Kazumitsu Tendo.

They exchanged glances.

After that, whether Rentaro Satomi stopped Kisara or Kisara killed Rentaro Satomi, there was no longer any value in Kisara Tendo's existence.

"See your classmates there. Now you can truly experience the resentment and despair I've endured over the past ten years!"

Kisara's eyes gradually lost their light, becoming dark and deep. At the same time, he sheathed the Snow Shadow and placed it back at his waist.

"Tendo-style Draw Sword Technique, type three, eighth style--"

Her deep breaths seemed to freeze the air in the room.

Immediately afterwards, Rentaro Satomi heard a crisp sound of the blade rubbing against its scabbard.

"--'Cloud Ridge Pique Xiongxing'-- Gallop, Snow Shadow!"

Swish--

At this moment, Rentaro Satomi felt that the scene before him was somewhat supernatural and unreal.

The sensation of my vision being sliced into multiple parts flashed by, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound like an icicle shattering, as countless crisscrossing cutting lines were etched into the room.

Finally, it felt as if the world had collapsed.

Boom!!!

A tremendous roar echoed throughout the entire Tiantong family compound.

Led by the butler, Yotsuba Mahiro of the Tendo family, naturally heard the commotion, but made no attempt to stop.

Given Kisara Tendo strength, causing such a commotion is perfectly normal.

He wouldn't be surprised at all even if he wiped out that group of guys in an instant.

Chapter 92 Destroyed by the Glory of the Stars (8K)

"You really came, young man."

Led by the butler, Yotsuba Mahiro arrived at the courtyard deep within the Tendo mansion, where she saw Tendo Kikunojo sitting calmly with his eyes closed in a room with the paper door open.

Although he was an elderly man with white hair, it was no exaggeration to say that he was still vigorous despite his age.

Standing nearly 1.8 meters tall, he knelt upright on the tatami mat, his robust physique barely concealed even by the loose kimono, exuding the aura of a superior.

However, once he stepped into the house, he realized that the other party seemed to have anticipated his arrival.

A cup of tea was placed on the seat in front of me, with wisps of steam rising from its rim, clearly indicating that it had just been poured.

"Please sit down."

At the invitation of Tendo Kikunojo, Mahiro also took his seat.

However, when Kikunojo opened his eyes and looked at him, his brows furrowed slightly in displeasure.

"You have absolutely no proper posture. Didn't anyone in your family teach you anything about manners?"

"Ha, I've never actually taught that, but I don't think it's necessary when dealing with a dead person."

"Not to mention the dross imported from abroad, only an old-fashioned person like you would hold onto it like a treasure." Mahiro smiled nonchalantly.

"..."

Kikunojo remained silent.

But the gaze cast from those piercing old eyes remained sharp.

He picked up the teacup in front of him, took a small sip, and said:

"This must be the first time we've sat face-to-face together, right?"

Kikunojo said, almost as if talking to himself, "Indeed, a promising young man, you are more outstanding than Rentaro Satomi. The Seitenshi often mentions you and regards you as the hope of the Tokyo Area."

"I suppose His Highness the Seitenshi's changes over the past few months are also because of you, right?"

He did not deny this.

"It's me, that's right. But it's the Seitenshi herself who wants to make changes. Being held hostage by you, you old hag, for so long, like a decorative vase placed beside her, must have been unpleasant for her."

"Well..."

Kikunojo sighed softly and shook his head, "I only hope to assist her and guide the people onto the right path."

Kikunojo was telling the truth; her loyalty to the Seitenshi was indeed beyond question.

Only--

"There is absolutely no place for those children on your so-called correct path."

"Of course."

Kikunojo suddenly raised his head, his tiger-like eyes filled with anger and hatred.

"They're nothing but monsters that could turn into Gastrea at any moment. Why should I give these monsters who killed my wife a place to live!"

As expected, revenge is a family trait passed down through the Tendo Family.

Kisara Tendo a desire for revenge for his parents, breaks ties with the Tendo Family and transforms into a vengeful demon.

Tendo Kikunojo, on the other hand, seeks revenge on the children for killing his wife, becoming a ghost haunted by hatred from ten years ago.

But the problem is--

"If you truly hate those children, why not exterminate them all and drive them completely out of the Tokyo Area? Instead, leave them in the outer district, near the Monolith."

Ultimately, the so-called revenge for killing your wife is just an excuse you're making for yourself.

Your real purpose is to use those children as props, keeping them in the outer area to form a natural barrier when Gastrea invade."

"..."

Tendo Kikunojo did not answer, which can be taken as tacit agreement.

But his gaze remained fixed on Yotsuba Mahiro, as if trying to see right through him.

"You think you can kill me with your gaze because I hit the nail on the head?"

"You are very perceptive."

Tendo Kikunojo withdrew his gaze and replied irrelevantly, "You're right, I did have that thought, but so what?"

Before becoming Gastrea, they were citizens of the Tokyo Area, with a responsibility and obligation to protect this country.

What a hypocrite!

They call them citizens when they're useful, and monsters when they're not—it's as exciting as a battle between the left and right hemispheres of the brain!

It was so entertaining that he couldn't help but laugh.

"What about Kisara's parents? There's a saying that 'even a tiger won't eat its cubs,' but you really are heartless. As the mastermind, you instructed Kisara's siblings to kill Kisara's parents, isn't that right?"

Faced with Mahiro's questioning, Tendo Kikunojo slowly closed his eyes.

"This is the only mistake I've ever made, but it's also the only way to save the Tendo Family."

Kikunojo's voice conveyed a sense of remembrance and shame.

At the time, Kisara's parents possessed enough evidence of corruption to destroy the entire Tendo Family, which was also on the rise and could not afford to make the slightest mistake.

So he devised a plan to use Gastrea to kill Kisara's parents, who were his son and daughter-in-law.

However, the plan unexpectedly went out of control, causing Kisaragi 'Kisara to fail and Rentaro Satomi to have half of his body eaten.

Even...

"Your wife died around that time too, right?"