This was far more of a spectacle than what had happened in Lungmen.
Hoshino did not panic. Back in Lungmen, constrained by all sorts of inexplicable rules and regulations, Sakura Fubuki could only be drawn an inch from its sheath, leaving both its destructive power and deterrence severely limited. Now, however, she had no such restraints.
She slowly drew her blade, her movements carrying a certain ceremonial air as the crimson cherry-colored edge gleamed in the darkness.
Sakura Fubuki was fully unsheathed!
At close range, a volley of crossbow bolts was as powerful as gunfire. In the first barrage, starlike flashes streaked through the air, and Hoshino vanished amid her high-speed movement.
Traces of cherry blossoms drifted through the air.
In truth, when Hoshino faced a crowd of crossbow-wielding enemies yet drew a katana so absurdly out of place, snickers had already risen from the crowd.
Someone even wanted to shout, "The times have changed, sir!"
But Hoshino showed them through her actions that the times had not changed. Every crossbow bolt shot forward met the obstruction of a cherry blossom petal. The petals gently enveloped the bolts, and amid several short, sharp slashing sounds, the bolts shattered in midair and scattered across the ground.
Didn't expect that, did you? The times hadn't changed!
Hoshino became a streak of light, weaving through the crowd and bringing her blade down upon those firing arrows at her.
This had nothing to do with kindness. Perhaps they had fired at her for some kind reason, or perhaps they had been incited, with no direct conflict of interest between them and her. But this was Siracusa. Hoshino had no intention of being mocked for weakness. Besides...
"Disobedient children need to be taught a lesson."
Using Lappland's assassination method, she drove Sakura Fubuki into the