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Thinking of this, Tamayo looked at Natsuhiko with some worry.
But then, she felt a sharp pain in her eyes, which made her involuntarily close them.
In a daze, she seemed to see a chilling glint that looked as if it could split the world in two.
Just looking at it makes my eyes hurt, as if I've been stabbed.
But it was just an illusion. Tamayo hurriedly opened her eyes and looked in the direction of Natsuhiko and Akaza again.
The snowflake-shaped array pattern only flickered briefly before dimming as if it had gone halfway through.
Akaza, on the other hand, remained in the same pose, standing motionless in place.
A gust of cold wind blew by, swirling up snowflakes that drifted to the ground.
It fell to the ground along with the snowflakes.
It is Akaza's demon head.
——！！？
Dead, dead?
Tamayo rubbed her eyes and confirmed it again.
Akaza's head did indeed fall to the ground, and the break was clean and smooth.
Without a doubt, this time he didn't tear his head off himself!
That is to say-
Tamayo turned her gaze to Natsuhiko, who made a couple of quick, clasped motions with his left hand at his waist, as if searching for a scabbard. After a moment's hesitation, he seemed to remember that the scabbard had been broken in the previous battle, and stopped, instead hoisting the sword onto his shoulder.
They put on an act as if life is truly as lonely as snow.
"What a fast sword..."
Akaza's head, which had fallen to the ground, spoke.
His eyes held a mixture of amazement and confusion, a mixture of awe at Xia Yan's sword strike that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, and confusion at how he had been beheaded.
Just a moment ago, just as his strongest attack, "Destruction Kill - Final Style - Azure Silver Chaotic Remnant Light," was about to be unleashed.
Xia Yan drew his sword.
That was a super-fast slash that surpassed divine speed.
If "Storm Breathing - First Form - Divine Speed" is a slash with speed beyond human vision, creating a visual discontinuity that leads to an illusion, making it impossible to defend against or dodge...
The speed of that slash even surpassed thought; the strike was already over before any thought could even form.
In that brief moment, Akaza seemed to see a divine dragon soaring through the sky, baring its fangs at him.
"What is the name of this move?"
Akaza's slowly dissipating head asked somewhat blankly.
"Storm Breathing, Fifth Form: Heavenly Dragon Flash!" Xia Yan softly uttered the name of the move.
"...Did I lose...?" Akaza murmured to himself.
"No! It's not over yet!"
"I can become even stronger!"
I must become stronger!
"—I must become stronger!!!"
Akaza's voice came from the headless body.
Even though his head had dissipated, Akaza's body was still alive and once again assumed a fighting stance.
At this moment, Akaza, relying on his powerful spiritual strength, surpassed the limits of a demon!
"Spell activation!"
The snowflake pattern spread out once again.
Even without his head, Xia Yan remained in a state of clarity, preventing the Destruction Killer: Compass from detecting his location. However, Akaza's body still charged towards Xia Yan with pinpoint accuracy.
And the flesh and blood in his neck began to writhe, as if a new head was about to grow.
"No, you, 1.4, can't get any stronger!"
Xia Yan dodged Akaza's attack and then severed Akaza's arm again.
"You can't get any stronger without a purpose."
"Your idea of becoming stronger is empty! You haven't thought about how strong you want to become. You don't want to protect anything, you don't want to gain anything, and you don't even want to destroy anything!"
"Simply striving to become stronger for the sake of becoming stronger is a hollow goal that will never allow you to go far!"
"What a joke! I have to become stronger!" Akaza retorted without hesitation. "If I don't find a way to become stronger, I won't be able to give the medicine to the patient..."
At this point, Akaza seemed to remember something, and his body suddenly froze on the spot.
"...I gave it to...Dad."
Chapter 92 Muzan: Ugh, I'm so angry!
After saying this, long-lost memories flooded back like a tidal wave.
Akaza was reminded of his past.
His real name is Komaji.
It is said that he was born with teeth in his mouth and was called the "Child of the Demon" by the townspeople, hence the name Komaji.
Just like his name suggests, Komaji's life was like that of a komainu (a type of dog), constantly striving to become stronger in order to protect something.
She grew up relying on her seriously ill father. Due to poverty, she had to steal money to buy medicine for her father's treatment.
He was frequently caught by the magistrates, subjected to cruel punishments and beatings, and branded with striped tattoos symbolizing his criminal status.
As a result, after being caught stealing, he endured the brutal punishment from the magistrate that could kill an adult. When he returned home, he was told by his neighbor that his father had hanged himself so as not to be a burden to him and to prevent him from committing crimes again.
Later, because of his repeated thefts, he was exiled to an unfamiliar place.
There he met his master, Keizo, who would change his life. He learned the 12 styles of martial arts called Soryu. While taking care of his master's daughter, Renyuki, who suffered from asthma, he fell in love with her and they became engaged.
Komaji has once again found something he needs to protect.
Those days were the happiest time of his life.
To share this good news with his father, he returned to his hometown to sweep the tomb.
Upon returning, they discovered that their master, Qingzang, and his lover, Lianxue, had been poisoned and murdered by people from the neighboring dojo.
He was so close to finding happiness, but it was destroyed by those Yang Ying figurines through dark and despicable means.
Upon learning the truth, he completely lost his mind. He rushed into the dojo next door and killed 67 people with his bare hands. Their skulls were shattered, their internal organs were mangled, and not a single person was left with a complete corpse.
In the end, Komaji, having nothing left to protect, lost his way.
As he wandered around the area alone, he encountered that man—Muzan Kibutsuji.
After becoming a demon, he lost all his memories, leaving only the obsession with becoming stronger.
"...In the end, I still couldn't protect anything."
"Lianxue, I'm so weak."
Although he lost his memories, those memories still instinctively influence Akaza.
His hair color is the same color as the snow-covered kimono.
The reason his technique was shaped like a snowflake was because it resembled his lover's hairpin.
The most powerful of the six techniques for destruction is also the name of the fireworks he and Renyuki watched together.
He hates the weak because the weak dare not confront the enemy directly but instead resort to scheming and plotting. The weak are also unable to protect what they cherish, just like his former weak self.
Akaza doesn't remember any of these things, but because of a deep-seated obsession, he has never killed or eaten a single woman.
"So, it turns out I no longer need to become stronger..."
"In the end, all I did was talk a good game, and I didn't even manage to protect a single person... So what I really wanted to destroy was... that weak and powerless version of myself?"
Akaza muttered to himself, two streams of hot tears sliding down his cheeks.
"I'm really pathetic for being defeated by you three times in a row but still refusing to admit defeat." He raised his newly grown head, looked up at Xia Yan standing in front of him, and his expression became peaceful.
"How am I any different from those despicable people!"
As he spoke, Akaza raised his fist and pointed it at himself.
Destruction Kill - Annihilation Style!
boom--
A powerful explosion rang out.
The terrifying impact sent the snow flying everywhere, and Xia Yan's disheveled haori swayed in the wind.
When the snowstorm subsided, what was revealed was Akaza's broken body.
Under the destructive and annihilating power, even Akaza's body, which had been honed over hundreds of years, was powerless to resist. It was blown to pieces, leaving only a broken skeleton and a few bits of flesh hanging on it.
Even so, his body was still repairing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In a daze, Akaza seemed to see his father, his master, and his lover walking towards him.
He saw his father and master patting his head, saying that no matter what, he was still his father's son and his master's apprentice, and they would not abandon him.
He saw his beloved Lianxue, who gently pulled his head into her arms and said that she had done enough.
"That's enough, stop, don't have any more..."
"Xia Yan, you won..."
After leaving those words, Akaza's body turned to ashes and slowly dissipated into the air.
Only after confirming that the last trace of Akaza had completely disappeared from the world did Natsuhiko's legs buckle, and he could barely stand on the ground with the support of the Nichirin Blade in his hand.
His breathing became rapid instantly, and he was covered in sweat.