"Cough, cough, cough..."
Haruto hammered his chest, forcing the frost powder out before it could do any more damage to his lungs.
This demon's Blood Demon Art... was a devastating counter to a Demon Slayer's Breathing Style!
"How interesting~" Doma leaned his face close to him. "Well? Does it feel like your organs are freezing solid?"
Thud! Haruto threw a punch without another word.
"Hm?" Doma swayed backward, dodging the fist, and sounded rather aggrieved. "You really do have a terrible temper. I was speaking to you perfectly nicely~"
Haruto slapped a hand against the ground, took a reverse grip on his sword, and swept it sideways at Doma. "Does 'perfectly nicely' mean talking about eating my bones?"
Clang! Doma raised his Iron Fan to block. "Chewing a delicious meal thoroughly and eating every last bite is the greatest respect you can show it."
Ah... he wasn't wrong about that.
"Were you the one responsible for Ox Demon and Nure-onna?"
"Hm?" Doma tilted his head. "Those names sound a little familiar... give me a moment. I have a very good memory."
He pressed a hand downward, signaling for Haruto to stop attacking-
"Give you a moment?" Haruto laughed in sheer anger. He flicked his blue-violet blade, a technique already taking shape at its tip. "Star Breathing, Second Form: Starlight Prairie Fire!"
The blade flashed with a chilling gleam, dispersing the glittering frost powder around them.
"Didn't I tell you... to give me a moment?"
Still rummaging through his memories, Doma unleashed his first Blood Demon Art at him with considerable impatience.
"Blood Demon Art: Lotus Vines!"
Several vines entwined with crystalline ice lotuses shot out from beneath his Iron Fan, rapidly coiling toward the charging Haruto.
Haruto forcibly twisted his body and tapped his foot against the first vine to