"i see. well.. the tsuginiki name must have died out"
you raise an eyebrow, putting pressure on your shoulder wound.
"tsuginiki? what's that?" muichiro questions.
"it has been.. centuries... so it was.. inevitable. my name.. when i was human.. was michikatsu tsuginiki.."
you gulp, feeling as though that name held some sort of importance.
the demon raises a finger.
"you are.. a descendant of the child.. that i left behind.. in the tsuginiki family. in other words.. you are my descendant"
your stomach drops,
muichiro.. this demon's descendant?
muichiro quickly calms himself.
the demon brings its hand to its chin.
"hmm..your spiritual strength.. seems excellent. in a mere moment.. you quelled.. your agitation.
muichiro runs at the demon,
mist breathing, second form : eight-layered mist!!
the demon appeared behind him in the blink of an eye, you couldn't tell if it hadn't been injured, or just had such fast regeneration there was no way to tell.
