After throwing away Akaza's head, Tetsu no Sosuke could be reasonably sure the immediate danger had passed.
Besides, dawn was almost here.
How were the others doing?
Tetsu no Sosuke glanced at the sky, then stopped in his tracks.
A figure stood motionless in the dim light.
He did nothing. He simply stood there.
Yet a sense of danger descended on Tetsu no Sosuke from every direction. For the first time since coming to this world, he truly understood what terror felt like.
Chapter 322: Confrontation
No one who saw Kibutsuji Muzan for the first time would take him for a demon.
He had a finely sculpted face. The creator must have lavished care on every detail to give him such handsome features.
His bearing matched his looks: refined and gentlemanly.
How many young women could resist his smile?
And yet this man was the one responsible for a thousand years of sorrow and tragedy.
Tetsu no Sosuke tightened his grip on his Nichirin Blade.
He was no naive young woman. He wasn't about to swoon at the sight of Kibutsuji Muzan.
Quite the opposite. As though facing a creature higher on the food chain, Tetsu no Sosuke felt fear well up from deep inside him.
Fear beyond anything he had ever known.
Had he not fought so many battles, he might not have grasped the danger so clearly.
And it was those same battles that let him keep his wits.
He fixed his gaze on the figure across from him and took Shinobu Kocho's hand.
For a moment, Tetsu no Sosuke felt a twinge of resentment.
Why didn't you leave when I told you to?
Now...
Tetsu no Sosuke knew the sun would rise soon, but he had no idea how long they would have to wait.
Nor did