The Demon's Menu-Chapter 1075: The Separate Courtyard. Path to Life! (2)

What happened?

Both saw the blankness in each other’s eyes.

Especially the wandering Onmyoji.

They were already at the entrance of the Hanakaiin Court’s annex.

Could someone have placed a bomb there?

To provoke one of the four major Onmyoji families of the Inside World, did they have a death wish?

The wandering Onmyoji turned his head towards the direction of the explosion.

He could see several severed limbs.

Shattered to this extent, not even Onmyoji techniques could save them.

The female detective turned her gaze towards Onodera.

She was impressed by this ’Onmyo-person’.

"Cough cough, Yamashita wants to murder to silence others."

Onodera said cooperatively.

Yamashita?!

Upon hearing this familiar name, both the female detective and the wandering Onmyoji were astonished.

Wasn’t Yamashita collaborating with a successor from a branch of the Hanakaiin family?

Why cause trouble at the entrance of a Hanakaiin family’s annex?

And what’s this about murdering to silence?

Questions emerged in both of their minds.

But this time, Onodera didn’t answer.

Because he was already grabbed by an old man with white hair.

An older man holding a middle-aged man in his hand was a very incongruent sight, especially since he was gripping his neck and lifting him mid-air.

"Indeed, you have a really tough life!"

"You didn’t die from that!"

"But, this is the end for you!"

Disguised as an old man, Yamashita sneered coldly while looking at his subordinate in his hand.

And as soon as Onodera was grabbed by Yamashita, he had already recognized who the person before him was.

He struggled immediately.

But it was futile.

Yamashita’s hand was like an iron clamp, unmovable.

"Stop!"

The wandering Onmyoji cried out, flicking the Talisman Paper from his hand.

The Talisman Paper turned into a fireball mid-air and shot towards Yamashita.

Bang, bang bang!

Yamashita didn’t dodge, allowing the fireballs to hit him.

It’s not that he didn’t care about the fireballs. In fact, when the fireballs hit Yamashita, he not only staggered backward, but his skin and muscles were also burned.

Yamashita did this for the sake of killing Onodera.

He knew that as soon as he appeared, Onodera would definitely recognize him at close range.

So, he grabbed his throat.

It was to prevent Onodera from speaking out.

And to kill him with one hit.

"Go to hell."

Yamashita said quietly, starting to exert force with his hand.

It began smoothly; he already saw Onodera’s face turning purple.

But soon, Yamashita found that his hand, capable of bending steel bars, could no longer continue.

An invisible force was blocking him.

Startled slightly, Yamashita quickly realized.

"Your amulet didn’t work?"

"You actually falsified reports!"

Yamashita, annoyed, watched as Onodera rapidly recovered to normal.

"Learned from you."

Onodera replied, finally pulling out the hand that had been in his pocket.

In his hand was a gun, his finger pulling the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

Gunfire flickered.

Six consecutive shots.

Onodera’s marksmanship was average, but at almost zero distance, missing was impossible.

Six bullets, each unerringly hitting Yamashita.

Blood splattered; taking six bullets, Yamashita finally loosened his grip and staggered back.

But he did not fall down.

Instead, the blood-covered Yamashita’s face unconsciously twisted, turning ferocious.

The sight made Onodera shudder.

"Damn human modification!"

After joining ’Blossom Cherry,’ everyone gets one free opportunity to receive knowledge and tools.

But some people are special and require ’Blossom Cherry’ to pay a heavier price.

Facing such people, ’Blossom Cherry’ provides a chance for free modification.

Almost instantly, an ordinary person can become

Superhuman.

Otherwise, a normal person would fall at a single gunshot; There’s no way Yamashita could take six shots and be unafflicted.

Onodera wished he had such an opportunity.

But sadly, he wasn’t qualified.

Yamashita had that qualification.

Because his status was higher than Onodera’s.

This made Onodera frequently complain in daily life.

And now?

Onodera’s grudge made his teeth itch even more.

Because ordinary discontent had become a matter of life and death!

Roar!

With a roar, Yamashita charged at Onodera.

There was no time left to change the magazine.

Onodera turned and ran.

Bang, bang bang!

The sound of gunshots rang out again.

Yes, the female detective.

Yamashita was pushed back once again.

But this pushback was merely just that—aside from a few new holes in his body, Yamashita had only slightly slowed down.

Yamashita glared at the female detective and charged towards Onodera again.

But this time, a little monk holding a lantern, his face red, stood in front of Yamashita.

"Hmm?"

The female detective paused, surprised at seeing this little monk.

He had pointed her the way when she was trapped in the Illusion Realm earlier.

Now?

The detective’s gaze shifted to the wandering Onmyoji, who maintained a posture.

And Yamashita?

"Get out of my way!"

With a low growl, Yamashita raised his palm to strike the little monk.

But before his palm could touch the monk, the little monk screamed out.

"Don’t come near! Don’t touch me! It wasn’t intentional!"

During his screams, the little monk delivered a headbutt right below Yamashita’s belly.

Bang!

With the dull thud, the seemingly pain-immune Yamashita’s eyes bulged out.

The whites of his eyes, threaded with blood veins, nearly filled his entire eyes.

Onodera, repeatedly backing away at this sight, suddenly felt unwell.

It was a kind of psychological unease.

Unshakeable.

Thud!

Yamashita fell to his knees.

Hands covering his lower abdomen, he bowed his head to the ground.

"Sorry! I’m sorry!"

"I didn’t mean to do it!"

The lantern-holding little monk loudly explained.

But watching this explanation, both the female detective and Onodera somehow felt that the lantern-holding monk did it intentionally.

That’s what both the detective and Onodera thought.

Yamashita thought so even more.

"Kill, I’ll kill you!"

Yamashita gritted his teeth and stood up, ready to launch an attack.

But he had just steadied himself—

Bang!

Another headbutt.

In the same spot.

Thud!

Yamashita fell to his knees again.

More swiftly and thoroughly than before.

His body kept trembling.

Seeing this, the Onmyoji who summoned the ’lantern boy’ couldn’t bear it anymore.

He never knew his Shikigami had such attack power.

"Lantern..."

"Watch out!"

Instinctively, the wandering Onmyoji opened his mouth to call the lantern boy back, but as soon as he did, he sensed something wrong and shouted a loud warning.

The apologetic lantern boy quickly rolled to one side.

Whoosh!

A strong breeze blew over their heads. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Nobody could see what it was.

But deep down, everyone felt a chill and a tremor of fear.

Especially when they saw the young man with glowering eyes emerge.

The feeling of dread reached an extreme.

Not only humans, but the Shikigami too were affected.

The lantern boy, scared, hid behind the wandering Onmyoji.

"Hanakaiin Itsuki!"

Upon seeing the young man, the wandering Onmyoji cried out loud, his face showing fear.

He had heard of the other’s reputation for ruthless killing.

"Master Itsuki!"

Yamashita was overjoyed.

But—

"Useless."

"Truly worthless."

Hanakaiin Itsuki briefly glanced at Yamashita then ignored him, walking towards the female detective, the wandering Onmyoji, and Onodera.

"Please, plea..."

Blurp!

Yamashita was begging for mercy but didn’t finish his plea when his head flew off.

As the blood spurted, the female detective and the wandering Onmyoji turned and ran.

Both knew very well, this was not an enemy they could deal with.

Severely wounded, Onodera couldn’t run fast.

Despair appeared in his eyes.

Indeed...

Am I going to die?

Onodera sighed in his heart.

At this moment, the wandering Onmyoji turned around and scooped him up, tucking him under his arm.

Onodera was startled.

Then, the ’old Onmyoji’ shouted—

"Run to Hanakaiin Family’s other court!"