The stronger someone was, the longer it took them to transform into a demon.
After an ordinary demon drank that lord's blood,
it generally took only a dozen or so seconds to complete the transformation from human to demon.
For those with talent, however, such as the Lower Rank demons,
the process clearly took much longer.
It could take anywhere from several dozen minutes to a few hours.
As for his own transformation and evolution from [Michikatsu Tsugikuni] into [Kokushibo]...
it had taken three full days.
Looking at the ninja before him, it seemed the transformation would not be over anytime soon.
Kokushibo put away his Samurai Sword.
He spoke in an even tone.
"It seems you belong to the talented sort, too."
"Once you become a demon, find somewhere to familiarize yourself thoroughly with your new body and Blood Demon Art."
"I will come find you in three months."
After leaving him with those words, he did not spare the other man another glance.
He turned and walked straight away.
Only the ninja remained, struggling incessantly where he was and howling hoarsely.
Meanwhile.
Inside a secluded villa somewhere in Tokyo that ordinary people could never find,
a boy with side-parted slicked hair was looking worriedly at the person beside him.
He could not help asking, "Lady Tamayo, is something troubling you?"
Across from the slick-haired boy
sat a young woman holding a book and gazing out the window.
Her hair was tied in a bun, and she wore a rather traditional kimono.
Most striking of all was her delicate skin, so pale it looked almost sickly.
Alongside her quiet elegance, she exuded the charm of a mature woman.
"It's only a slightly unpleasant premonition."
"By the way, Yushiro."
"Have you run into any trouble with the move?"
Her