Teiichi back to the ground.
His gaze turned towards the direction of the village chief's son.
The village chief's son was still lying face down on the floor, his body trembling occasionally, and he would let out a few soft groans as his body trembled.
Upon seeing Teiichi approach, Hayato shuddered and silently averted his gaze.
Teiichi didn't care.
Judging from the two people I met tonight, the one who really has ulterior motives is probably the kind-hearted village chief.
At least the village chief had the guts to pull out a knife and fight back when facing me.
On the contrary, the village chief's son, who had a notorious reputation, turned out to be a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong.
Teiichi walked over to the village chief's son and lifted Hayato's foot with his hand.
They dragged him toward the lobby.
At this moment, in the hall, the village chief leaned against the wall, one hand covering his chest, coughing occasionally.
He showed no expression when Teiichi dragged his son over.
The moment the basement door was suddenly opened, when his sneak attack failed.
He had already anticipated that things wouldn't get better tonight.
Teiichi dragged Hayato to the village chief's side, squatted down, and looked directly at the village chief.
"So, what happened below was what you call being forced into it?"
The village chief gave a wry smile and shook his head. "I have nothing to say. You should just hand us over to the police!"
Upon hearing the word "police," Hayato's eyes lit up as if he had found a lifeline, and he hurriedly echoed, "Police, yes, you have to hand us over to the police!"
Teiichi at Hayato, "Why are you so happy to hand him over to the police?"
The village chief said, "He's afraid you'll kill us; after all, it's better to live a miserable life than to die!"
Upon Teiichi, Dingyi glanced at the village chief.
That's a normal reason; the instinct of life drives people to seek ways to survive.
Even though surviving might mean having your life completely controlled by others, and living a miserable existence.
But ultimately, only a minority of people have the courage to face death.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be slavery or absenteeism.
After all, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a glorious death!
Ignoring the Hayato on the ground, Teiichi turned to the village chief and asked, "So, is there anything else you're hiding from me?"
The village chief shook his head. "That's all!"
Teiichi felt that the village chief's demeanor didn't seem fake.
After all, Teiichi had already been discovered to have committed murder and imprisonment, and he couldn't think of anything else he could hide.
They can't possibly eat people. It might be possible during times of food shortage, but in this day and age, it's highly unlikely.
However, Teiichi stood up.
Snap!
The father and son trembled upon hearing the sound of the knife being drawn.
The village chief asked, "What... what do you want to do?"
Teiichi, "No, I was just trying to help you remember if there's anything you've forgotten."
The Nichirin Blade was gently raised, then lowered.
laugh!
"Ah!"
The Nichirin Blade plunged into his flesh, and the village chief let out a painful scream, "It's... it's really gone!"
Teiichi ignored him, pulled the Nichirin Blade from the village chief's body, gently lifted it, and then lowered it.
"Ah! I'll talk, I'll talk!"
They're clearly not professionals; they're already spouting off information after only a couple of stabs.
However, Teiichi didn't expect that the village chief was actually keeping some information from him.
"Explain!"
"What I told you earlier about my Agatsuma wanting to protect me and my son was a lie. In reality, it was my son and I who pushed my Agatsuma behind us to take the fall."
Teiichi, his expression becoming more settled.
The fact that the information about the ghost wasn't what I wanted only proves that the village chief and his son were even more despicable.
"Ah!"
"I already told you, why are you still stabbing me?"
Teiichi, "Is there any other news?"
"No, that's all!"
"Ah!"
And so, a few more cuts were made.
At this point, the village chief could only groan on the ground, looking like he was barely breathing.
Teiichi slowly lowered his Nichirin Blade; a few more strikes and someone would be dead.
Moreover, after the last few cuts, the village chief stopped retrieval and didn't utter any more information.
He turned his gaze toward the village chief's son.
When Hayato saw Teiichi Teiichi's gaze was fixed on him, he couldn't help but shiver.
He had witnessed his father's terrible state firsthand, so he quickly said, "You... you can't do this to me!"
"If you dare treat me like this, my uncle won't let you off the hook. He's..."
" Hayato!" The village chief's loud shout cut off Hayato's words.
Teiichi glanced at the village chief. He had thought the village chief was half-dead, but it turned out he was faking it. Maybe not entirely, but judging from what he had just said, he was still quite angry.
However, Teiichi temporarily ignored the village chief, assuming that all the information was with him.
It seems that, despite this, the village chief is quite stubborn!
Teiichi turned to face the village chief's son, then squatted down and looked into the village chief's son's eyes to ask.
"What is your uncle?"
Hayato looked toward the village chief and saw the chief shaking his head at him.
"Ignore him. After all, you don't want to suffer, do you?"
The cold words came, Hayato looked toward the figure from which they came.
When he saw the person in front of him staring coldly at him, Hayato's body involuntarily shuddered.
After thinking for a while, whether out of trust in his uncle or fear of being tortured, Hayato finally spoke, "My uncle is..."
" Hayato!"
"So noisy!"
Teiichi said, and swiftly swung the back of his Nichirin Blade backward.
"Bang!"
The village chief fainted immediately.
"Now you can continue!"
"I... I..."
"Explain!"
A cold, low growl rang out, Hayato. He blurted out, "My uncle is the mayor of Nagashima Town! You can't treat us like this, or I'll have my uncle put you on the wanted list!"
Teiichi squatted silently in place, head down, deep in thought.
Mayor? If we hand these two over to the police today, won't they just be released again soon?
Seeing the person in front of him bow his head and remain silent, Hayato assumed he was frightened by his uncle.
After all, things are different now than before; information flows much more freely. If you're wanted by the police, there's basically nowhere you can go.
However, what had just happened still made him hesitant to speak too loudly to the Demon Slayer in front of him.
"If you leave, I'll pretend nothing happened tonight and I won't have my uncle put you on the wanted list, okay?"
"Heh," Teiichi sneered, stood up, and placed his hand on the hilt of his Nichirin Blade.
"What... what do you want to do? You can't kill us! If you kill us, my uncle won't forgive you!"
"I can't kill you? Then why can you harm other people?"
The Hayato, "They were just ordinary people. They have nothing to do with you. Let them die if they want!"
Snap!
The Nichirin Blade was slowly drawn out.
"No, those people were forced to be killed by demons! It has nothing to do with us!" Seeing the Nichirin Blade being drawn, the Hayato anxiously said, "By the way, money, do you need money? I can give you money!"
My family has a lot of money! Enough for you to live on for a lifetime!
After thinking for a moment, he added, "And women! If you want women, you can pick any of those down there!"
"Of course, if you're not satisfied with the ones below, my father and I can grab a few more for you..."
A flash of light, and the Hayato's voice abruptly ceased.
Teiichi turned to face the village chief, raised his Nichirin Blade, and brought it down.
The blade suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Looking at the village chief lying below, a flash of understanding appeared in Teiichi.
Isn't this exactly the bait I wanted?