Enma and Ame no Habakiri Acquired

Leaving the Forest, Dawn headed for Amigasa Village. This small village was poor and quiet, its thatched roofs trembling faintly in the wind like dreams that might collapse at any moment.

He quickly found Kozuki Sukiyaki's secluded residence—a crude little hut that was almost shabby.

Dawn turned invisible, easily bypassed the practically nonexistent guards, and slipped inside.

The sound of clanging metal came from the front room. Sukiyaki was working, and the hut was filled with the smell of burning wood and rust.

Three famous blades rested silently on a sword rack in the inner room.

Nidai Kitetsu.

Enma.

Ame no Habakiri.

Dawn did not hesitate. His hand swept over the rack, and all three blades vanished into his Pocket Dimension.

With the famous blades in hand, he silently left the hut and headed for his next target.

Flower Capital.

Lights lit up one after another, bathing the elaborately carved buildings in a warm, ambiguous orange glow. The sounds of strings and flutes drifted from open windows, mingling with women's coquettish laughter and men's noisy chatter.

Dawn swaggered through the entrance of a pleasure house. His arrival immediately drew attention, and a group of courtesans in vibrant kimonos surrounded him like a school of brilliantly colored fish rushing toward bait.

"Is this your first time here, sir?"

"Let me keep you company for a drink~"

"What kind of girls do you like? We have every type here~"

Dawn responded perfunctorily as his gaze swept through the pleasure house. His eyes passed over the heavily powdered faces and the affected coyness, finally settling on a figure beside a corridor pillar.

She was an extraordinarily tall woman, over three meters tall even while seated. She had snow-white skin and long golden hair arranged in an exquisite katsuyama coiffure, with a short