Rokuya paused, an expectant smile rising to his lips.
"If he really is a fire, those few splashes of cold water will only make him burn brighter. In this damned world, you can't survive on melancholy alone. To protect yourself and the people you care about, you have to grip your sword tight and chop every monster in your way to pieces."
Rokuya raised his head and looked at the azure sky. The system panel flickered across his retinas.
[Current gratitude points: 15680]
I'd better find a few demons foolish enough to cross me and earn some extra income... the Kai Hashira silently calculated.
The ripples from the Hashira Meeting gradually subsided amid the scent of wisteria at the Ubuyashiki Estate.
A breeze brushed through the courtyard, carrying a hint of early summer warmth. Takanashi Rokuno stood in the shadow of the corridor, looking at the assignment orders in his hand with a slightly raised brow. Soft footsteps sounded on the wooden floor beside him, accompanied by a faint fragrance like unfurling petals, and Kanae Kocho stopped at his side.
"What are you looking at so intently, Rokuya?" Kanae's voice was as gentle as water as ever. After the life-and-death battle in the Underground Cavern, color had returned to her face.
Rokuya waved the paper in his hand and spoke casually. "The Master has divided up our jurisdictions. I'm still responsible for guarding Tokyo Prefecture and the surrounding area."
Kanae froze briefly, then a gleam of unmistakable joy lit her eyes. Lightly tapping her chin with a fair finger, she smiled and said, "Oh my, what a coincidence. The jurisdiction the Master assigned me happens to be right next to yours."
"Next to mine?" Rokuya turned to look at the pink butterfly ornament in her hair.
"Yes, it