"I never imagined she'd get lost after that, run to the edge of a cliff with you in her arms, and throw you from that height while you were still a baby. She was such a fool right to the end...
But don't worry. I ate every last bit of her. Not even half a bone remained!
If she'd gone home, her husband and mother-in-law would have abused her again. And after getting lost in the wilderness, mother and son would have died destitute together.
What an unfortunate life Kotoha had~
Did she ever have a moment of happiness? What a utterly meaningless life~"
Doma smiled at Inosuke with narrowed eyes, his tone seemingly full of regret.
"I'm sorry, Inosuke... I'm sorry..."
The figure that had appeared in his mind as he lay dying on Mount Natagumo surfaced again. This time, her face was clear, her eyes brimming with tears, filled with sorrow and reluctance to part.
Then she let go. Her figure grew smaller in his sight, and the next thing Inosuke felt was the cold river water.
"My Inosuke is so adorable~ Those chubby little hands~ Those warm little cheeks~ My priceless treasure~ Having you beside me makes Mommy so happy~"
His childhood memories gradually awakened, and Inosuke's fury kept climbing. Veins bulged on his arms and cheeks, and his body even began trembling with rage.
"Running into you here really is a fucking miracle...
Heaven's got eyes after all! It led me straight to the bastard who murdered my mother!!"
Clenching his teeth, Inosuke glared at Doma and raised his Nichirin Blades to point at him.
"I've gotta thank you for making me remember all this! But just cutting off your head won't be enough to show my gratitude!
**I'm gonna show you