"Oi~ Koyuki, right?"
Xia Xi was in no hurry to rush up and fight her to the death.
Instead, he looked at the system panel above her head and asked as though confirming some information.
"Do you remember fighting a mixed-race swordswoman before? A pretty tall woman who used Thunder Breathing."
The demon froze for a moment.
How did he know my name?
Though slightly puzzled, she grinned, baring her fangs. "Huh? So many swordsmen have died at my hands. How could I remember every one of them?"
"What, do you remember every slice of bread you've eaten?"
Xia Xi did not get angry.
He raised [Sandai Yasushi] and assumed a standard swordsmanship stance.
"Well, she didn't die... but fair enough. Can't expect those monster brains of yours to hold much."
His tone gradually turned cold.
"So next, let your body feel it and remember."
Players had terrible memories.
They often skimmed through cutscenes or simply skipped all the story sequences.
But sometimes, their memories were very good.
Once a story found its way into their hearts, they would still want to fulfill a promise to a character, even after reloading dozens of times.
And so, at this moment.
Xia Xi had certainly not forgotten his promise.
With her swordsmanship and her moves, he would give this demon a proper taste of human malice.
Koyuki sensed an aura from Xia Xi that was entirely different from a Hashira's, yet just as dangerous.
And the malice in his eyes that was almost taking tangible form.
"Don't underestimate me, Koyuki!"
A mass of vines lashed toward the boy.
But Xia Xi had already lowered himself.
He assumed a stance far lower than a normal Iaido stance, his face almost touching the ground.
So, feel the thunder...
[Thunder Breathing]
**[First Form: Thunderclap and