This kind of play, in games, would get your family tree disowned.
And in reality, Kaito could show a bit of mercy. By sending it down to have a chat with his own family tree.
With divine sense to assist him, even under this dark and windy night, deep in the forest, he easily found the hiding place of the Vengeful Spirit warrior.
Seeing so many Vengeful Spirit gathered here, he roughly estimated at least forty to fifty, maybe even more than a hundred pairs of crimson eyes looking over. The pressure could be imagined.
The shrine maidens of the Mochizuki family visibly grew tense. The same was true for Nijika and the others, who subconsciously hid behind Kaito.
But not only were they nervous, the Vengeful Spirit across from them were even more nervous.
The Vengeful Spirit warrior in the lead clearly had higher intelligence. It let out an intimidating roar but didn't show any intention of attacking.
["Leave now and no blame"]
It let out garbled bytes, but that was roughly the meaning.
Kaito slightly flipped his hand. Others couldn't see the movement clearly. But in the blink of an eye, he was already holding the slender Murakumomaru in his palm.
The originally ordinary blade now emitted a bright light, growing more and more blinding. When it shone on the muddy Vengeful Spirit, they actually let out painful wails, as if they were snowflakes under the blazing sun, their bodies beginning to melt.
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Chapter 78: How can anyone alive not like Murakumomaru? Theyre just forcing themselves!
"ROAR!"
Seeing the painful expressions of his little brothers beside him, the Vengeful Spirit warrior was furious.
Immediately, thick black mist erupted from his pitch-black body, wrapping him entirely within, leaving only a pair of crimson red eyes exposed, with no attempt to conceal the killing intent within.
He drew the tachi from his waist and charged forward without hesitation.
The Vengeful Spirit who could still move also followed behind their leader, rushing up together.
Granny Chiyo was about to lead the shrine maidens to intercept, when she saw in the distance, the blade Murakumomaru in Kaito's hand was glowing brighter and brighter. In just a few seconds, it turned into a blade light tens of meters long.
The charging Vengeful Spirit warrior halted, as if once again recalling the fear of being cleaved in half with a single strike when he faced the Inugami.
But back then, the blade light was far less magnificent than now, and it carried an aura capable of destroying everything.
It let out a terrified, panicked howl and tried to flee.
The result was obvious.
As the blade light descended, only a thunderous boom was heard, smoke and dust flew, covering the entire scene.
When the smoke cleared, the Vengeful Spirit were nowhere to be seen, leaving only a massive rift tens of meters long at the original spot, and a perfectly round transparent crystal the size of a basketball.
"Power", Kaito frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed, "Still passable."
For this strike, he didn't use his own strength, only guided it slightly to pour out the spiritual power Murakumomaru had accumulated over hundreds of years.
The Vengeful Spirit warrior, needless to say, was killed without a trace left, no risk of recovery, let alone resurrection.
Even his subordinates were gloriously taken down, each one dying without a sound.
'From a time perspective, this sword accumulated spiritual power for hundreds of years, yet can only unleash an attack of this level, actually a bit weak.'
'But on second thought, even the original blade owner Inugami was just an unknown rural yokai. For his passed-down blade to achieve this result is already quite good.'
Besides, the most important point, a weapon you got for free, and you still want a complain?
"Passable?"
Nijika almost wanted to retort, 'The power of this blade. If a Tiger tank is parked in front, it'll probably be cut in half like tofu, right?'
'But in Kaito's eyes, this is just barely satisfactory?'
The shrine maidens of Mochizuki Shrine exchanged looks, especially Mochizuki Chiyo.
'The Vengeful Spirit who troubled Hoori for hundreds of years just got wiped out with one slash?'
Everything happened too fast, like a dream, leaving them flustered, unsure what to do.
Kaito didn't care about the others' reactions. He waved his hand, and the transparent crystal on the ground flew over.
After death, a Vengeful Spirit would leave behind an irregular rectangular crystal.
But this time, perhaps too many Vengeful Spirit died, including the source of resentment, the Vengeful Spirit warrior, it was all too much. The soul crystals they dropped mysteriously fused together. In this dark forest, it looked like an oversized night pearl, radiating dazzling brilliance.
Buzz~
The Murakumomaru in his hand let out a soft chime, as if expressing a kind of longing emotion.
Kaito's heart stirred; he had a plan.
This large soul crystal was useless to him, but could be used as a foundation for shaping Murakumomaru's blade spirit.
However, he didn't act immediately. This kind of thing should be done in a quiet place without disturbance. The current scene was clearly unsuitable.
[Two Hours Later]
After clearing all the Vengeful Spirit in the mountain, Granny Chiyo, accompanied by a few shrine maidens, came to express her thanks.
She solemnly declared that they would always remember this great kindness and that from now on, they were the most honored guests of Hoori Town. On behalf of the Mochizuki family, she promised all shrine resources would be theirs to use freely. Whatever they requested would be carried out with full effort.
Their attitude was so enthusiastic, they might as well have taken down the Inugami statue in the shrine and put up one of him instead.
Mochizuki Chiyo originally wanted to invite them to stay at the shrine, but Kaito politely declined.
Finally returning to the inn, after saying goodnight to Nijika and the others, he returned to his room and took out Murakumomaru and the basketball-sized soul crystal.
Buzz~
The dignified divine blade now acted like an excited puppy, eager to devour the soul crystal in front of it.
Kaito didn't play coy. One hand gripped the blade, the other pressed the soul crystal, and he closed his eyes.
With his movements, pure white light lit up the room.
But the light wasn't blinding. Instead, it had the softness of fingertips brushing across spring water.
In Kaito's sight, countless dense threads of light emerged between Murakumomaru and the soul crystal, intertwining.
He looked like a skilled ink painter, patiently straightening the messy threads until all impurities in the soul crystal were removed, and then the two fused together.
Who knows how much time passed.
The light in the room finally began to fade.
The once basketball-sized soul crystal had lost its luster and shrunk to the size of a quail egg.
In contrast, in the once empty room, a green-haired, completely naked young girl appeared. [T/N: Hehe, boye!]
The girl floated in the air, eyes closed, like a newborn beast, arms crossed over her chest, curled up.
'This is the blade spirit's form?'
He originally thought it would be a being like the Inugami, but didn't expect her appearance to lean more human?
"...", The green-haired girl opened her eyes, revealing wine-red pupils, and stared straight at the unfamiliar yet handsome youth in front of her. Her gaze was a bit dazed, as if trying to confirm something.
Finally, she revealed a big smile and, like a chick returning to its nest, happily threw herself at him and joyfully cried, "Daddy!"
Kaito: "..."
Kaito: "?"
'A newly born blade spirit is she treating me as her father?'
Indeed, in the world, there is this kind of phenomenon. Chicks treating the first thing they see as their parent, known as imprinting.
In the cultivation world, many young demon beasts also have this trait, which is why cultivators often buy unhatched beast eggs to raise carefully. When they hatch, they gain a loyal pet.
'But do blade spirits do this too?'
Though she appeared as a green-haired girl, she wasn't human. Not even a living creature, just a soul body.
"Don't call me Daddy," Having lived three lifetimes, Kaito had never experienced being a parent. Hearing it always felt weird, "Just call me Master."
The green-haired girl in his arms tilted her head, innocent and confused, "Daddy?"
"..."
'Forget it.'
Kaito sighed. If she wants to call him Daddy, let her. After all, this blade spirit just came into existence and didn't understand the world yet. Probably couldn't grasp other vocabulary meanings.
He could correct her later anyway.
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Chapter 79: Nijika: I'll protect Kita's purity!
Kaito no longer tangled with these trivial matters and instead asked, "Do you have a name?"
"Mm...", The green-haired girl furrowed her delicate brows and shook her head very innocently.
She was like a newborn baby just out of the delivery room. No past, no name, NOT EVEN CLOTHES.
"Since you were born from Murakumomaru's soul..."
Kaito thought for a moment and made a firm decision, "Then you shall be called Kumiko. As for the surname, you'll take mineKurumizaka."
As someone terrible at naming, even his game ID was his real name online. His approach to names was simple and easy to remember.
Coincidentally, "Kumiko" was also very fitting for a girl's name, and it even hinted at her identity and origin.
Kurumizaka Kumiko, it rolled off the tongue quite smoothly.
Having received the name bestowed by her father, Kumiko was obviously very happy. Her small face rubbed against his chest, content like a cat.
...If one were to ignore the fact that she wasn't wearing a single thread of clothing at the moment, this scene should've been very heartwarming, reminding one of a cute little sister acting spoiled with her brother.
But because of the lack of clothing, it just looked creepy. It would be the kind of scene that would make people call the police. [T/N: FBI, OPEN UP!]
Now it was spring, the weather pleasant, and Kaito wore only a light purple T-shirt on his upper body. The fabric was rather thin, so when Kumiko pressed herself against him, the soft sensation was especially vivid.
Judging by the feel, the flat-chest family had gained another top recruit, Nijika and Kita would both proudly say they're not alone in this path.
Although Kaito wouldn't get flustered over this small contact, letting Kumiko keep rubbing against him didn't feel right either, so he picked up the little girl and placed her on the nearby bed, intending to find a few of his own clothes to put on her.
But just as he put Kumiko down, the girl showed a pitiful expression, "Daddy... do you hate me?"
Kaito pulled out a suitcase and rummaged through it, "This has nothing to do with hating or not hating you. It's just that there's a difference between men and women... Ah, found it."
He held up a purple short-sleeved shirt. A plain design with a blue pixelated shark pattern printed over the chest area. It looked kind of cute.
This was a spare change of clothes he brought with him, never worn before.
Kumiko's figure was very petite, around 140 cm, even shorter than the 155 cm tall secretary Sakiko.
A T-shirt that was a perfect fit for Kaito looked like a short purple dress when worn on her, reaching all the way down to her thighs.
Kumiko curiously touched the purple fabric on her body. Originally, as a soul body, she couldn't touch physical items, but with Kaito around, small things like that were no problem.
However, while the clothing issue was resolved, the commando problem still remained.
He couldn't just let little Kumiko wear his boxers, could he? That would be way too weird.
Besides, due to physiological differences between genders, the design of underwear is very different, and wearing the opposite sex's would be super uncomfortable.
He could only borrow one from someone else, huh?
The first choices, of course, were Yumiko and Bocchi. After all, they were the two girls he was closest with.
But after spreading his divine sense to scan the surrounding rooms, he found that Yumiko and Bocchi had already fallen asleep.
And most importantly, their sizes were clearly too big.
That left choosing from girls of a similar build to little Kumiko.
Kita and Nijika both met the criteria. As for Ryou, she was of normal sizeshe still had some power, so temporarily excluded.
Neither of the two girls were asleep, but after thinking for a moment, Kaito chose Nijika.
The great archangel of Shimokitazawa had a gentle personality and was very good at taking care of others. She was obviously more suitable than the energetic Kita.
Having made up his mind, he pulled out his phone and sent a message to Nijika.
[Ijichi-san, could you come to my room for a bit?]
What happened tonight was practically like a scene from a manga.
A pitch-black cursed warrior and a ten-meter-long giant soul light.
All of it made Nijika feel excited and thrilled. Even after the dust settled and they returned to the inn, she still couldn't contain her excitement and kept tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
She pulled out her phone, intending to scroll through Instagram to shift her focus.
Just as Nijika was finally starting to feel a little drowsy and about to put her phone down to sleep, a special notification sound chimed.
All her sleepiness vanished without a trace. She instinctively opened the notification bar and saw a message from Kaito.
[Ijichi-san, could you come to my room for a bit?]
'Although this kind of invitation sounds kind of ambiguous... it is probably just her overthinking again, right?'
After all, this kind of misunderstanding had happened a few times before, Nijika had already built some resistance to it.
'Maybe Kaito-kun has something important he needs my help with?'
