[Do you even hear what you're saying?]
[I've never seen such a shameless man-er, demon!]
[Doma is so handsome. So, how about drinking this cup of wisteria tea?]
[And sunbathing while you're at it!]
[Demons really are all freaks...]
Doma said offhandedly, "That woman stumbled along with her child in her arms and actually ended up at the edge of a cliff...
"Hahahahaha! See what I mean about her being an idiot? She actually threw the child in her arms off the cliff.
"To think you grew up so healthy after being treated that roughly. What a surprise~"
Haruto noticed veins slowly bulging on the hand Inosuke clenched around his sword.
The normally carefree boy's shoulders trembled slightly. He wanted nothing more than to tear the foul demon before him apart with his bare hands.
The motherly tenderness he had felt when Shinobu Kocho gently tended his wounds had truly existed in his life before...
There really had been someone who held him in her arms, pressed her cheek against his, and spoke to him softly...
So... so none of it had been a dream!
Beneath the mask, where no one could see, sweat mingled with hot tears and soaked the fur lining.
"What a coincidence... What a heaven-sent coincidence..."
His hoarse voice sounded as though he had forced it out of his throat. Inosuke raised his head, and his boar mask took on a solemn air.
"To find out about my past here, and learn about the bonds I once had..."
He raised both swords and lowered his body, ready to charge.
"To think the foul demon who killed my mother would be right in front of me. I really... thank heaven!"
His crouched body shot forward, charging recklessly ahead!
"Beast Breathing, Eighth Form: Explosive Rush!"
"Inosuke!" Haruto's heart