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ลำดับตอนที่ #40 : Chapter 1 - Disaster together with the wind
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Chapter 1 - Disaster together with the wind
Part 1
Completely burning and exorcising the evil spirit in a single
stroke, Kannagi Ayano turned around. - And then her eyebrows frowned at an
acute angle.
What was reflected in her field of vision was the silhouette of
a man looking at the sky with a somewhat distant look.
In short, despite accompanying her here under the pretext of
being her bodyguard, he seemed not to have noticed that the battle ended.
"--------Hey."
"Huh? Aah, is it over?"
Glaring at him with half opened eyes, the man - Yagami Kazuma
briefly looked over the surroundings and nodded once. And then, he declared
without hesitation,
"Let's go back then."
".......You're so..." groaned Ayano in a gloomy tone.
But, of course, Kazuma ignored that and started walking by
himself.
"Aa, hey, wait!"
Chasing after him in a fluster, Ayano drew near Kazuma with a
pout.
"I already forgot how many times I told you this but -
since it's been arranged, you're kind of my escort. Even if you won't help at
least look!"
"Ha ha ha, you're so baka."
Expressing a refreshing smile, the kind a good young man would
have, Kazuma looked over his shoulder at Ayano.
"It's because I really trust your abilities that I can
leave it to you without worries."
"I can't believe you at all!" replied Ayano as if
slapping something.
How to say this, it was an entirely normal back and forth
argument.
Yes, since then - since Pandemonium was destroyed and Bernhardt
and Lapis disappeared, Kazuma didn't display any sort of change.
With the same frivolous, slack smiling face like always, teasing
Ayano as always, wondering about like always, with an attitude that couldn't be
grasped just like the wind, he spent his days like that.
There was no indication he was forcing himself. There was no
change from before ---- Even though, that was impossible.
He must be hurt. He must be sad.
And yet, Kazuma never showed that.
Ayano was very uneasy about it.
She thought it was dangerous for Kazuma not to show others his
weakness.
But, what she feared even more was the possibility that she
didn't understand anything about Kazuma.
In spite of the fact that he was hurt, he did not seem to be so.
If that's the case, assuming Kazuma would get hurt even more in
the future, would she not even be able to see that?
No, everything she saw of Kazuma until now was maybe nothing but
a mask that concealed his wounded heart.
She was supposed to have come to understand Kazuma, even just a
little.
She was supposed to get to the core, even just a little, to the
inner part of his heart that was pretending to be superficial.
But, if all of it was nothing more but a delusion...
"Kazuma-------"
Walking absent-mindedly, Ayano stared at Kazuma's back as he
walked soundlessly.
If she were to call him, he would turn around with the same
smiling face. But -
"Are you here? Are you really looking at me?"
He is so close and yet, for some reason, Kazuma's back looked so
distant.
Was it because she was thinking such things? Not typical of her,
her reaction was late.
Suddenly, something like a huge pole appeared before her eyes
and without time to avoid it, Ayano crashed into it.
"Kyaa!?"
It had a somewhat soft touch for a pole. Looking at it more
clearly, it was Kazuma's arm pushed out in front of her eyes.
"Wha, Kazuma------"
Her words of complaint were interrupted in the middle.
Kazuma's face didn't have a particle of jest to it and was
sharply looking forward like a totally different person from before.
"Kazuma, what is----"
"Prepare."
Without giving her the time to finish her question, he directly
ordered.
Almost by reflex, Ayano hunched her back.
Immediately following - from the front, a spiritual power
detonated.
The wind barrier Kazuma put on creaked fighting with the same
kind of power.
"Same nature--------huh, eeeeeeeeeh!?"
Ayano's face became stiff with shock.
But no matter how much she doubted her eyes, the reality didn't
change.
What was attacking them right now was beyond doubt, the power of
wind.
"Why on earth...." murmured Kazuma, as if spitting out
while enduring the enemy attack.
The disturbance felt in that voice was definitely not Ayano's
delusion.
For Kazuma, the one who contracted the Spirit Lord of the Wind -
the <
To have them turn on him, was theoretically impossible.
"............."
Ayano unsheathed Enraiha, and searched for presence in the
surroundings. As for the perception within range, she did not feel any hostile
being. But -
"Kazuma, where is the enemy?"
At that question asked in a controlled voice, Kazuma pointed
straight ahead. Without waiting, from there regular footsteps resounded - and
then, stopped.
"------Eeh?"
Looking at the figure that boldly appeared from the front
without hiding himself, Ayano unintentionally opened her eyes wide.
She looked at Kazuma as if asking if that was the right person.
But, without turning his eyes to Ayano, Kazuma was only staring
directly at the boy in the front.
That's right - the enemy blocking their way was even
younger than Ayano, a boy of thirteen or fourteen.
His body, dressed in a stand-up collar shirt and thin pants,
looked more delicate that his years and he was shorter than Ayano.
He had soft hair, cut short, that made one want to touch.
He was a very androgynous but adorable bishonen.
But, the impression until now was overturned by only two things.
The first were those eyes. The color was dark brown, very common
for Asian people. But the light that dwelt in them, like the difference between
a cat and a tiger cub, made it clear that the boy was a warrior.
And the second.
Ayano's gaze slightly pointed upwards. The boy's stature was
lower than hers. But that top she was looking at was even higher than Kazuma's
head.
Approximately two meters.
Held in the hand of the small boy, it was an object of
unsuitable size. But even so the boy held it tightly in his small hand.
The jet black handle that was so exceeding the boy's height by
that much and the silver blade stretching further was a simple and clear shape
forged only for killing people and to destroy one's enemies.
Massive, sharp, piercing and smashing everything.
It was something everyone would understand only after a glance,
a very long and boorish spear.
"..........."
In silence, the boy thrusts the long spear forward.
Until now, it was positioned next to his waist. He stretched his
left foot back on grand scale.
Without saying anything, he only did that. But only by doing
that the spear that until now seemed disproportionate turned one with the boy
as if it were so from the beginning.
"Kuuh-------!"
At the master posture, Ayano reorganized her confused mind. It has
nothing to do with she sees.
That is, beyond doubt, an enemy.
Unsheathing Enraiha, she faced the boy. And then----- she
waited.
She won't make the first move against the spear that has the
longer reach. First, she'll let herself be hit and move after.
That was the proper practice. Besides---
Ayano fleetingly looked at Kazuma. If the enemy is a Fujutsushi,
this man won't fall behind. If he would fire the same wind blades like before,
Kazuma's barrier will definitely endure it.
Using that gap should be good.
"It's coming!"
The boy moved as Ayano expected. He rushed in a big way and
pushed out that spear using that force.
Of course, it wasn't a distance the spear would reach but the
condensed wind blade fired from the edge of the blade approached the two at the
speed of sound.
Ayano concentrated her power on Enraiha.
If she becomes completely defenseless against the wind blade,
the fact that it cannot tear down Kazuma barrier, was for her something
absolute, a common knowledge.
Therefore, with all her power she trended towards the returning
blade, sharpening her consciousness to the utmost limit weighing the timing.
But, that plan was wiped out quick enough.
And in addition to that, by the hand of the partner she put the
utmost confidence in- no, by his leg.
"Huh?"
'Don!'
The impact that attacked her from her right side sent Ayano
flying from that place.
Because it came from a perfectly unexpected direction, she
couldn't resist it.
"------Ha?"
At the unbearable scene, her consciousness froze for a moment.
But as she could still land even unconscious, Ayano replayed over and over the
moment Kazuma's cheek was torn.
"Eeh-------Why?"
Her reason refused to recognize it.
That was something impossible, that could never happen and such.
However that was - the meaning of that scene was -
"Wa-------Kazuma-----"
"You're noisy, shut up! The next one is coming!"
In an unusually violent tone, Kazuma interrupted Ayano's words.
Without wiping the blood spilling from his cheek and while a cold sweat was
spreading on his brow.
"----No way"
She was still denying it deep in her heart. She had faith in her
ideal, her aspiration.
But she had no choice but to recognize the result right now.
In front of the enemy's wind blade, Kazuma's wind barrier was
pierced through without resisting for a second.
Ayano's face flipped up in astonishment looking hard at the boy
standing before her eyes.
The boy was clearly not boasting of his power but set up the
spear indifferently.
In a manner as if to say this is only natural.
"This guy, no way - "
Trying to focuse her mind, Ayano could do nothing but admit that
she was not yet taking the situation seriously.
Thinking about it, it was an appropriate situation if you
exclude all previous assumptions.
As Kazuma is a Contractor, theoretically all Wind Spirits are
under his control. Then, another Fujutsushi won't be able to even begin an
attack let alone oppose him.
What can overturn that principle, was someone like Kazamaki
Ryuya who manipulated spirits that went mad and used Jutsu differently from
it's root or, a Jutsushi who was by far more capable than Kazuma.
"No way - someone stronger than Kazuma--------?"
A chill ran along the muscles on her spine.
Without minding Ayano's disturbance, the boy pointed the spear
to the target.
Without any confusion, it accurately aimed at Ayano.
"This way!?"
Simultaneously with that turned inside out scream, the spear
grew hazy.
A certain kill blow that could simply pass through Kazuma's
barrier.
Without thinking of blocking it from the beginning, Ayano
tumbled in order to avoid it.
She barely escaped.
But, in compensation, her posture was fatally disordered. In the
two seconds she needed to reorganize herself - she can die ten times over.
"Kuu."
In those wide opened eyes that forgot even to blink, the boy
taking a pursuit stance was reflected.
Facing the unable to move Ayano, the boy unleashed the spear
without hesitation.
"You think I'll let you!"
In that space, together with an angry roar, a gale forced its
way through.
As if getting angry at being neglected on account of being
worthless, Kazuma fired wind blades to the rapidly penetrating wind spear.
But, between the slashing attack and the spear thrust, there was
an exceptional difference in their densities.
Not only unable to offset each other, unable to compete for even
a moment, the wind blades were quickly crushed.
"Wha.......so much bullshit?"
At the overwhelming power difference demonstrated, Ayano was
soundlessly petrified.
But, without any sigh of confusion, as if expecting it, Kazuma
fired the second and third attack.
When that number reached five, finally the wind spear was
negated.
"........This is outrageous," breathed out Kazuma
smacking his lips.
Ayano had entirely the same opinion.
By a simple calculation, five times Kazuma's wind strength - to
put it bluntly, it was a difference that couldn't even be spoken of.
"............"
The boy turned a colorless gaze to Kazuma but he immediately
looked away.
As if literally declaring You don't exist in my opinion.
"How cold, mind me a little bit more. If not, I'll
sulk."
But, clearly not hesitant about the power difference, with the
impudent talk as usual, Kazuma started walking towards the boy.
As if brushing away the enemy approaching in a straight line,
the boy wielded the spear as if sweeping sideways.
Kazuma avoided the attack by dunking so low his head touched the
ground, and then from that position, a complete forward somersault.
The heel of his right leg vertically described a circle aimed at
the boy's head.
"-----!!"
The rotating kick that was both offense and defense, as
expected, surprised the boy.
Although he blocked it by pushing out the spear above his head,
the jet black handle bent because of the clashing impact.
"Kuuh........."
But even so, the boy narrowly survived the blow.
And then in a bold move trying to aim at the gap immediately
following, supporting his upside down falling body in one hand, this time with
his left foot, Kazuma kicked the boy's leg.
The boy went to his knees.
In the meantime, Kazuma promptly stood up, and just like a
whirlwind he applied a roundhouse kick from behind.
"----------!!"
Swaying back with all his strength, the boy avoided the kick
attacking his temple.
Greatly bending backwards his upper body, he let himself fall
just like that, curled his body to disperse the shock and rotated backwards.
Taking a defensive attitude, he escaped Kazuma's offensive
range.
"Kuuh....."
"-----Humph."
Responding to the boy's glare full of hate, switching over to
the standing in one knee posture after rolling three times, Kazuma returned one
full of scorn.
Just then, the boy's gaze became even more severe.
Literally rolled in mud by the opponent he was looking down on,
he was despised even more. That disgrace was more than he could imagine.
The boy quickly stood up and pointed his spear to Kazuma. He
spoke in a squeezed to death voice.
"You bastard.....don't get in my way..........."
"Oo, the random attacker brat finally uses his mouth."
As if being surprised, Kazuma unnaturally raised one eyebrow.
".......Who's a random attacker?"
"Look closely in the mirror at least once and see what
you're doing. It would be best to repent and surrender afterwards."
"........."
The boy already didn't answer to Kazuma's persiflage continuing
fluently.
Did he used it all up or had he no intention of replying, in any
case, the point of the spear thrust without disturbance was more eloquent than
a thousand words, announcing the boy's intent.
But even so, Kazuma didn't lose his composure and confronted him
with a daring smile.
Expecting from that attitude that Kazuma found the method of
capturing the boy, Ayano's alertness relaxed so she spoke.
"All things considered, this is rare. For you to engage in
close combat by yourself without being challenged."
Kazuma's tactic was basically a long distance attack using wind
blades.
But despite that his martial arts form was stronger than Ayano's,
which the girl found exceedingly annoying----
Anyhow, since Kazuma was especially engaging in close combat,
she started thinking that, may be the key to capturing him in those
circumstances but --- the answer was unexpected in various ways.
With a tendency to pout, as if sulking, Kazuma said.
"But, I can't win with a thing like Fujutsu."
".......You......." murmured Ayano greatly perplexed
at that excessively miserable manner of speaking.
"Don't speak 'so shameful so lightly' you baka!
Besides, what the heck does thing mean, huh!? Do you think you're at an
age where speaking like that is tolerated!?"
"But, you see......"
"Don't <
She finished her sentence in one breath.
That was by no means something insincere, a really bad feeling
was spreading on her skin.
"Well, leaving that aside."
In front of Ayano breathing heavily because of too much
stimulation, as if nothing happened, Kazuma quickly regained his usual
sarcastic manner.
With a light gesture, lacking any feeling of tension, Kazuma
pointed forward.
"Our honorable guest is waiting."
"Eeh? Aah---------"
Hearing that blunder she completely forgot but right now they
were in the middle of the battle.
A formidable enemy like never before holding a spear hiding a
tremendous power, he was only aiming at them.
But, very strangely, in spite of Ayano showing a lethal gap, the
boy didn't began the attack.
As if he was waiting for them to prepare, he stood still spear
ready.
"What is going on---------?"
Why did the boy overlooked such a definite gap?
She thought so too when Kazuma kept him in check, there was
something strange.
"Just what is this boy trying to do?"
Although seeming to agree with that opinion and he was
composedly smiling, his gaze was shooting through the boy without a trace of
slackness, trying to feel around his true intention.
But, the boy was thoroughly cold towards Kazuma.
"I have no business with you," he coldly declared with
a really apathetic expression.
At that indifferent sentence, Kazuma let out a murmur, all his
<
"Hee----"
"-------Tch!"
At that time, with the fastest movement, Ayano grabbed the cuff
of his jacket.
Kazuma turned around suspicious.
"What?"
"Right now you, you just thought of abandoning me and
running by yourself, right!? That's not going to happen!"
".........Not really, I didn't think something like
that."
"Humph, I wonder! But for your information I'll never let
you escape! We go to the grave together!"
Looking at Ayano grasping tightly the cuff of his jacket so
he'll never run, Kazuma murmured more amazed than ever.
"Why are you expressly taking such a pessimistic
decision?"
"But......."
"To begin with, he's not such an opponent that you have to
risk your life against."
".......Eeh?"
Involuntarily not believing her ears, Ayano stared at Kazuma.
"Right now........what was that?"
The opponent is someone who might have surpassed even Kazuma, a
Fujutsushi outside human common sense grade.
And yet, from the way he spoke just now, she didn't feel any
sort of threat -
"......I said I have no business with you."
Gazing at the slightly smiling Kazuma, the boy announced for a
second time.
And then, with eyes burning with the will to fight, he glared at
Ayano.
"The successor of Enraiha! If you say you're the rightful
owner of the flame's sacred treasure - then show that power to me!"
With that vigorous shout, the boy took an offensive posture.
The swelling power was kneaded more and more, stronger, sharper.
But, Ayano hadn't yet found the way to oppose the spear facing
her.
"W- wait a seco-"
Ayano was flustered but the boy was about to unleash the spear
without hesitation. ---------But, as expected Kazuma couldn't tolerate that in
silence.
"I told you I won't let you."
Together with that verdict combined with a smile, the unleashed
wind blade drew an arc, attacking the boy from the flank.
To intercept that, the boy unwillingly interrupted his attack.
"Kuu! Don't -"
"Of course I'll get in the way, brat!"
Replying with scorn at the gaze full of hatred, Kazuma calmly
blocked the boy's way.
"Because I'm sort of this woman's guard and I receive money
for it."
"Guard.......?"
The boy's pupils were turned to Ayano full of surprise and
anger.
From that gaze it looked like more than the fact that Kazuma was
getting in the way so he couldn't defeat her, he condemned Ayano's weakness who
had to employ something like a guard.
"And with that, this time I'll be the one to start."
But without caring about such things, Kazuma declared so and
then he put it into effect.
From right overhead perpendicularly blowing down, a huge
down-burst descended.
The strong wind striking down without a definite aim, shredded
the earth cutting everything in touched.
The soaring dust cloud blocked their vision.
While cursing the boy pushed up the spear and lightly twisted
his wrists.
The small circle drawn by the spearhead created a strong
tornado.
The tornado scattered the down-burst in a moment and
coincidentally forced the dust cloud in the atmosphere.
The air was purified. But -
The moment his field of vision cleared, those two figures were
nowhere to be seen.
"Did you run away.........?," murmured the boy staring
in wonder while feeling surprised.
But immediately pulling himself together, he searched for
<
After several seconds ------ the boy turned northeast with
confident eyes.
However, he didn't chased after them immediately but looked up
at the sky with a somewhat dark expression, staring at a distant place.
".......The power of Enraiha's user is only this much? With
this......"
That figure murmuring feebly, appropriate for his age, was
forlorn like a child on the verge of bursting into tears.
Part 2[edit]
Hiding himself in a building in the middle of construction,
Kazuma looked annoyed.
"Well, if we could shake him off with this, it would be so
easy."
"..........."
Ayano was staring at Kazuma with a pure white gaze.
"What?"
"I'm amazed. You said it would be an easy victory but
suddenly we're running like some animal with the tail between its legs, huh?
"
At that answer loaded with despair, Kazuma looked at the sky as
if thinking back on his memory, cocking his head in puzzlement.
"------Did I say something like that?"
"Sure you did. That he's not such opponent you have to risk
your life against. "
"Aah, that."
Quickly agreeing on this, Kazuma continued.
"What about you, why couldn't you turn against him,
do you have a pretext for that?"
"Eeh? No, not really-----"
"Then rather that not fighting and thinking about dying,
isn't it better to run?"
"Is that what you meant?" Replied Ayano with all her
strength.
But, of course Kazuma didn't show a sigh of shyness.
Stuff like running away is shameful or a warrior's
pride that's something that would never come out of this man.
"Good grief......leaving that aside, did you shake him
off?"
"Isn't that impossible?" Immediately replied Kazuma,
extremely carelessly.
"It's different from when I'm alone, it's because there's
an Enjutsushi with me."
The amount of Spirits that accompanied Ayano, the direct
descendant of the Kannagi Clan, the highest authority of Enjutsushi was
absurdly enormous even in peace times.
Naturally, even the Kehai she emitted was luxurious and
gorgeous, giving one the impression it was a billboard and perfectly concealing
all that brilliance was next to impossible even with Kazuma's proficiency.
Although it may be possible for an ordinary opponent, escaping
that boy's eye was beyond optimistic.
"Then, what are we going to do?"
"......Why do I have to think about it?"
Kazuma replied to Ayano's question like he was the embodiment of
laziness.
"You're the one he's aiming at, right?"
"But, aren't you my partner?" Declared Ayano, in a
tone of declaring the reasonable truth.
Kazuma grimaced magnificently.
At the first glance, Kazuma seems irresponsible and practically
he is fairly irresponsible but his business ethics are unexpectedly high.
Dishonoring a contract was something that never happened.
Of course, that was not because of his virtuous mind, but
because he had a thorough knowledge just how bad it could hurt his business
credence --- meaning that the reason for that honesty was profit and loss
arithmetic and yet Ayano's words unexpectedly poked at that.
"What do you think we should do?"
"Running is best."
Although turning his back to that second question he answered
honestly.
"That brat doesn't seem stupid enough to attack the Kannagi
Residence, don't you agree? Even if by some chance he does that, Oyaji or the
Suzerain will settle the problem but most important is if I take you back home
my contract is over."
"..................."
Ayano looked at Kazuma, persistently prioritizing his own
comfort, with a white gaze.
But, thinking about the way the battle progressed so far, that
was understandable.
To Ayano that boy seemed clearly ahead of Kazuma as a
Fujutsushi.
Rather than using a different Jutsu, using the same and being
defeated by a Jutsushi who has more excellent and had more talent was something
she hadn't thought possible.
That is to say, thinking about it rationally, that's how it is.
Kazuma cannot win against that boy.
But, even though she saw this man overwhelmed in reality Ayano
couldn't imagine this man losing.
The girl's belief in his strength equals to common sense.
"It's impossible for Kazuma to lose."
"----Say, Kazuma."
After hesitating Ayano asked directly.
"Is that child, stronger that you?"
"That brat is nothing impressive by himself."
Unexpectedly, Kazuma declared so without hesitation.
Hearing that answer Ayano felt relief for a moment but it
literally didn't go beyond a moment.
"The problem is that spear he has."
"-------Aah?"
She saw it during battle - it was shown to her - remembering the
spear's tremendous power, Ayano sighed heavily.
"That was an amazing strength. That's the first time I saw
a weapon pregnant with so much power."
"..........."
With half-opened eyes, Kazuma stared at Ayano murmuring
absentmindedly.
He made a blatantly shocked face but Ayano, lost in her own
thought, didn't noticed.
"So, what's up with that spear?"
"................."
"--------What?"
Finally noticing Kazuma's subdued eyes, Ayano innocently asked.
Kazuma quietly turned his gaze away and looked at the blue sky.
"What!?"
"No, it's nothing. But that spear--"
"Do you know of it?"
"That's the first time I saw it so I can't say for sure
---- it's probably Kokusen."
"What's that?"
"..................."
From the reaction until now, Kazuma expected that answer.
He expected it but could do nothing about losing all the
strength in his body.
His upper body leaned on the wall slanting. He seemed
intolerably attracted to roll over just like that and going to sleep.
"Hey, what's up with that reaction? Just because you're
somewhat of a walking dictionary, don't put on airs!"
She thought Kazuma's attitude was an insult so Ayano sulked
pouting her lips.
But, even that very lovely gesture couldn't impress him.
"Should I explain for the sake of the baka girl who doesn't
know anything......"
After those provocative words used as an introduction, Kazuma briefly
explained.
"Kokusen is the sacred treasure of the Wind. The same as
your Enraiha."
"-----Eeh?"
Forgetting her anger at those impolite words, Ayano stared at
him in puzzlement.
That was something very surprising.
She required thirty seconds until she could understand Kazuma's
explanation.
"Sacred treasure - of the wind? Then, what about water and
earth?"
"I don't know about those but Enraiha of the Fire and
Kokusen of the Wind are both famous. Did you really not know?"
"Yeah."
As Ayano nodded quickly, Kazuma looked at the sky.
"Study a bit more, you. If I'm not mistaken, the Fuan
family from Hong Kong was supposed to have it but......."
"But, what?"
"But if that brat became the successor, it's impossible
that I didn't hear of it. Did he just take over?"
"It's not something that concerns you."
"Well, that's true."
Kazuma responded to the third voice suddenly cutting in the
conversation calmly, without becoming confused.
"Wha---"
But, Ayano jumped to her feet. And then, as expected, that
silhouette was in her field of vision.
"Did you think you could escape, Enjutsushi?" Informed
the boy coldly, holding the spear.
The self-confidence dwelling in his voice ---- when the
searching ability is concerned, the Fujutsushi will always win.
Meaning that an Enjutsushi can't win.
Ignoring Kazuma who was the same, that declaration was bragging
about how he was the overwhelmingly superior Jutsushi.
"Play time is over. If you don't want to die demonstrate
your power, Enraiha's user"
"Kuu----- "
As if overpowered by that determined gaze, Ayano let out a small
moan. She looked at Kazuma requesting a counter plan but -
"Why are you still sitting down? Get up already!"
"Huh? Aah, am I getting in the way? Well then, I'll step
back a bit more so do your best......"
"Don't fall back! You should fight too!"
He truly didn't display any willingness.
"Besides, you're the one aimed at, no? He went as far as
nominating you so, do it by yourself without nominating others."
"Wha---But, you're my escort, aren't you?"
"That's right. That's why, well - how about this? I'll help
you if you're about to die so until then -"
It was at the time Kazuma said that in a voice without
motivation.
During the time those two ere exchanging such idiotic words, the
boy's shoulders trembled as he remained a spectator, without attacking.
He turned to Kazuma with a cold gaze, cold but with a something
that was on the verge of boiling dwelling inside.
"Help you if you're about to die, huh? Do you think
a third rate Fujutsushi like you can stop me?"
A frank disdain thrown at Kazuma together with an ostentatiously
derisive laughter.
There's no need to say it, even for a normal human the anger
would be insuppressible.
But, Kazuma -
"------Pfff"
Averting his eyes after looking at the boy's face, he made a
small snicker.
"Wha- what's so funny?"
".........No, it's because I understand you're doing your
best."
With a sidelong glance at the exasperated boy flicking off the
derisive mask, Kazuma's laugh made his shoulders tremble.
"Even though you take the I completely ignore the likes
of you attitude the best you can, since you cannot help but react to every
single one of my words, well, it must be because you're young, I think."
"-------!"
Suddenly remembering what happened, with a red face the boy was
silent.
Seeing that, Kazuma made an even lower laughter.
"You, you bastard.........!"
Grinding his teeth at the humiliation of a <
And then, he thrust the tip of Kokusen at the man who made fun
of him so much.
"Isn't this fine? Then, I'll teach you your place
first!"
"------Aah?"
Kazuma looked at the boy amazed. This development was obviously
unexpected.
Even though he feigned calmness and his inexperience could be
seen through because he was not yet able to control his emotions, to go as far
as forgetting his main purpose drained away by immediate fury, what a child...
"Hey, why are you doing this?"
"Isn't it fine?"
Ayano's happy voice covered that natural protest.
"If you want to fight with me please knock down this man
first, or something like that?"
".......Ayano."
With half opened eyes Kazuma looked at Ayano who declared so for
fun.
But he seemed the only one dissatisfied by the situation -
"Fine. You'll be my opponent after."
Unrelated to Kazuma's volition, the stage was rapidly prepared.
"........Why does it become like this?"
The unwilling development made Kazuma astonished.
And then, as if sinking the boot into him even further, Ayano
winked at him.
"As expected of my guard. Volunteering your body in that
manner to protect me ♥"
".......Well, I don't really mind. This amount is still
within the reward. But -"
Unexpectedly, Kazuma obediently accepted the situation. But, as
if it was natural, he didn't forget to cynically stab her once.
"If you only fight cheap opponents, no matter how much time
passes you won't improve, you know."
"Uuu....I understand that but I think this one is a little
bit tricky for me."
"That's not true."
"-------Eeh?"
At that declaration without hesitation Ayano unintentionally
opened her eyes wide.
But, without saying anything else, with a decisive gait, he
stood in front of the boy.
Faced with that attitude full of composure, the boy grimaced
with unconcealed discomfort.
"Are you bastards sane? - This late in the game, do you yet
not see the the difference in power?"
Kazuma replied with a derisive laugh at those words the boy spat
out.
And then, at leisure, he took out his cigarette and lit it.
"Aren't you talkative, brat? You'd be cooler if you shut
up."
"------! Then, you should regret ridiculing me in the realm
of the dead!"
Together with the angry roar, an unleashed gale blow.
Kazuma jumped sideways in a big way, and at the same time he
avoided the attack, he jumped outside the window.
"Hyaaa!"
"You won't run away!"
Although she was outside the fire line, Ayano screamed as broken
pieces of concrete that were flaked by the wind blade dashed over her.
But already not minding her, the boy chased straight after
Kazuma.
"......Well, for the time being I'm saved, huh?"
While coughing so in confusion, from the window - it was the
fourth floor by the way, Ayano overlooked the world.
There, the battle was already reopened.
But then, Kazuma was only escaping and the boy was only
attacking so there was the problem that such an one-sided evolution without any
change between offense and defense could be called a battle.
"Well, there seems to be a chance of success so I should
leave it to him, no?"
But even so, alone, without panicking, Ayano descended at
leisure the flight of stairs, aiming for the ground floor.
Part 3[edit]
Facing the man frivolously smiling, with a cigarette in his
mouth, the boy unleashed Kokusen without holding back at all.
The high speed blow surging out approached Kazuma, leaving
behind only the sound of cutting wind.
"-----Huh."
But Kazuma avoided it by jumping aside.
He felt the certain kill blade brushing against his cheek but
his smile didn't fade.
"Hey, Speedy! Are you only going to run after having such a
big mouth?"
"No, why, I have no problem with you praising my
magnificent skills in running away."
"Don't fool around!"
The boy attacked, Kazuma avoided. Their battle repeated just
like that.
Kazuma was neglecting the boy's attack, without even warding it
off with wind, he was just avoiding it as much as possible.
Was that the best he could do, was his composed smile only a
bluff -
"Don't get cocky, small fry!"
"It's not over yet!"
While dodging the certain kill strike, Kazuma bragged in a
smiling voice.
After repeating that many times over, Ayano finally arrived to
the battle ground.
Looking at the state of the battle, the first thing she said
was:
"Aah, you're still alive."
"............Is that what you say after pushing your own
battle to others?" Replied Kazuma, looking over his shoulder with
half-opened eyes.
Pretending not to recognize it, Ayano turned away.
And then, at that time, the boy chuckled at the exquisite
arrangement.
By chance the three were arranged in a line.
If Kazuma were to evade like always from that location, the wind
blade will attack Ayano standing behind him.
Without being able to defend, it would be his overwhelming
victory.
He cannot evade a blow at full power - the boy concluded so.
"It's my win!"
Convinced of certain victory, the boy dropped his back in a
grand scale.
That firm posture that not even a bull could pull was a quiet,
instantaneous movement.
"-----!"
Together with a soundless yell, the spear became blurry.
While breathing once he unleashed nine attacks. Of course, they
were all to kill -
To offset one of the the boy's attack Kazuma needed to attack
five times, so no matter whether he was a contractor or not, it wasn't possible
to fire forty five attacks in the space of a moment.
"........."
In front of the imminent nine deaths Kazuma showed a
cold, dry smile. And then, slowly, he pushed out his left hand in front.
As if squeezed out by the hand, nine wind blades were produced.
While dancing like playful fairies, they sweetly, tenderly,
softly entwined the wind blade.
The wind influenced by the strong spear was torn off, scattered
and run through straight by the coiling wind.
And then, without altering its aim it soundly seized Kazuma's
body, blowing through his clothes and hair, making them rustle.
"Wha---?"
"You showed me too much, idiot," Kazuma coldly said
over his shoulder to the shocked boy.
"No matter how strong your attack is, if you show it many
times over, I will think of one or two countermeasures. What humans can
manipulate is not all mighty or absolute. Without even realizing that, you
thought yourself invincible just because a somewhat convenient tool happened to
fall in your hands, so you lose."
"Kuu......" Murmured the boy in regret.
But Kazuma's points were the truth and had no place for
objection.
Since he couldn't make a satisfactory counter attack, he
thoughtlessly despised his opponent.
Without thinking of tactics or anything else, he planned on
continuing attacking with nothing but brute force but -
Everything was seen through.
He knew what happened.
Kazuma coiled wind like a screw around the spear's wind fired in
a straight line and slowly but steadily reduced its power and finally changed
it into a gust of wind without any offensive ability.
It seemed easy in theory but putting it into practice was beyond
miracle.
To seize them in the space of a moment - he had no other way but
to intercept them.
For that purpose not only that transcendent technique that had
the touch of divine work was required but the flawless reading of the orbit of
his own attack and it's timing, meaning that as a Jutsushi he was completely
ahead of him.
There's already nothing he can do against him - he understood
that was the definite truth.
Like he was convinced of victory, he cannot pursue Kazuma who
was casually stepping up to him so the boy took a step back.
While he was without reservation shortening the distance, Kazuma
thought.
"Good grief, how troublesome......."
He didn't have the same amount of strong feelings regarding the
boy.
To begin with, he wasn't the kind of opponent he had to fight
hard against since the beginning. Not even when taking Kokusen into account.
Even the technique the boy was admiring, for Kazuma it wasn't
something he was particularly proud of.
For a Jutsushi it was natural to prepare ten or twenty Jutsu
when facing someone who had a stronger hand than you.
The idiots who were under the impression of I am the
strongest, cannot live long enough in this world.
Without any feeling, Kazuma was simply looking at the boy's
bloodless face.
He was thirteen or fourteen. Just a spoiled child.
Even if he's the direct descendant of the Fuan Family, his body
is immature, his training ten years at most, even the power he can use doesn't
amount to much.
Nevertheless, the reason the brat looked down on all other Fujutsushi
and was so conceited to pick a fight with the Kannagi's direct descendant,
what's more, the successor of Enraiha, could be only one.
"Certainly, this is a <
By all rights, it was impossible for him to take so much time
against a Fujutsu opponent.
Kazuma was the <
But, that spear, Kokusen, as expected of a sacred treasure,
seemed to give the proprietor this much ability as if he was a semi-contractor.
That's why, besides removing the seal and completely displaying
his contractor power, with Kazuma's power right now, he couldn't steal the
boy's control over wind spirits.
"Getting stuck fighting that kind of Fujutsushi, huh? It
splendidly wounded my pride -"
While grumbling inside his heart, Kazuma stepped forward in
silence.
But, the boy started attacking a second time.
It seems that somehow or another he didn't want to admit defeat
but no matter how strong the attack, if it can be seen through, it won't become
a threat.
This time it was a counter from the side. He slightly altered
the trajectory of the straight going wind spear.
But, that was enough.
All the attacks he continued firing, were avoided as if it were
natural, missing their target by a paper thin difference.
Without even making evasive moves, Kazuma walked straight on.
The face of the boy setting up the spear in the front, white and
stiff was clear.
In comparison to that, his attack became monotonous and he
couldn't handle it anymore.
The last step. He rushed into the space with the physical spear
but the pushed out Kokusen was dodged. Simultaneously that handle was casually
grasped.
"-------Tch!"
"--------"
The power of the boy and Kazuma, one trying to draw back the
other to snatch away, competed for a moment.
But because Kazuma quickly surpassed him the boy staggered and
lost his balance.
"Kuh, let- let-go!"
As he immediately tried to reorganize, with the spear he seized,
Kazuma manipulated the boy's center of gravity, not giving him the time to do
so.
But even so, the boy doesn't let go of Kokusen - in the end,
that was the conclusive cause of defeat.
If he would have let go of the spear he may have reorganized his
crumbling balance but because he couldn't do that, he quickly crossed over the
limit and fell down.
Of course, Kazuma couldn't overlook that.
"Gaah!"
He beat him to the ground with the boy's own weapon after he
plundered the right of control from him, screaming like all air was evacuating
his lungs.
"Humph."
And then, even more mercilessly, he trampled on the fallen boy's
chest.
That force, enough to smash his heart, made his ribs jar with a
thick sound.
"------Aah?"
Suddenly Kazuma closed his eyes partly, and revealed a
suspicious voice.
But a moment after he regained his serenity and stepped on the
boy, struggling feebly, ruthlessly.
While grinning, he asked perfectly serious.
"Well, how about this - die at
once, huh?"
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