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 could collapse at any moment.

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

Dawn turned invisible, easily bypassed the token guards, and slipped inside the hut.

The front room rang with clanging blows. Sukiyaki was at work, and the air was thick with the smell of burning wood and rusted iron.

On a sword rack in the inner room, three famed blades lay quietly on display.

Nidai Kitetsu;

Enma;

Ame no Habakiri.

Dawn did not hesitate. His hand swept across the sword rack, and all three blades instantly vanished into his extradimensional space.

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

Flower Capital.

Lights flickered on one by one, bathing the ornate buildings in a warm, ambiguous orange glow. The sound of strings and flutes drifted from open windows, mingling with women's coquettish laughter and men's boisterous shouts.

Dawn swaggered through the gates of a pleasure house, immediately drawing attention. A group of courtesans in brightly colored kimonos surrounded him like a school of vivid fish rushing toward bait.

"Is this your first time here, sir?"

"Let me have a drink with you~"

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

Dawn responded perfunctorily as his gaze swept across the pleasure house. His eyes passed over faces caked in makeup and affected displays of coyness before finally settling on a figure beside a corridor pillar.

She was an extraordinarily tall woman, over three meters tall even while seated. She had snowy skin and long loose golden hair arranged in an exquisite katsuyama coiffure, with