Tetsuya crouched nearby, watching with interest as Izuna kept trying to kill the demon with ninjutsu of different elemental natures.
Come to think of it, wasn't my immortal body somewhat similar to these demons in a way?
Hmm, it did seem that way. I couldn't die or be destroyed, and my regenerative abilities were incredibly strong.
Besides, Izuna and the others I'd resurrected had similar abilities too.
Oh-!
Didn't that mean I could count as a Demon King, in a sense?
Tch, what Demon King? That was beneath me.
If anything, I was more like that Ultimate Life Form that had conquered the sun.
A burst of hurried footsteps in the distance interrupted Tetsuya's wandering thoughts. Izuna noticed the sound too and stopped what he was doing.
They both looked toward the sound, where two figures were rapidly approaching.
Soon, two boys with longswords at their waists appeared before Tetsuya and Izuna.
One had long, peach-pink hair and a prominent scar on his cheek. A fox mask bearing a matching scar rested on his head, and he wore clothes patterned with interwoven yellow and green stripes beneath a white coat.
The other had black hair and also wore a mask, along with a white shirt, black trousers, and a red haori. His lively eyes brimmed with curiosity as he surveyed everything before him.
The two looked no older than thirteen or fourteen, but the longswords at their waists made it clear they were no ordinary boys.
Tetsuya didn't recognize the peach-haired boy, but he immediately recognized the black-haired boy beside him.
Wasn't that Giyu Tomioka, the guy nobody disliked? He didn't quite look the part. This lively, energetic kid was nothing like the Giyu I remembered.
*If this was Giyu Tomioka, could the boy beside him be his best friend,