18- The Mist Hashira, Muichiro Tokito

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"Tokito-domo" Kanamori says from behind a tree as he watches Muichiro fight Gyokko.

"Don't underestimate me, you brat" Gyokko says from the trees.

"Hey, it's not like I'm underestimating you" Muichiro says as he looks up at Gyokko, "I'm just stating a fact. You're only going to get beheaded by me and die anyway. Because for some reason, I'm really in the zone right now. I wonder why".

"The way you're speaking to me is disrespectful, you miserable brat!" Gyokko says as he frowns, "after only having lived ten years or so!".

"Even if that's true, there's isn't one thing about you that I can respect" Muichiro says as Gyokko appears behind him, "the way you look and the way you talk are both totally creepy".

"You can't appreciate my beauty and my grace, nor my elegance because you're uneducated and poor" Gyokko says as he comes out of his pot, "just like a dung beetle can't read even if you show it a book!".

"I don't know, you seem to more likely to be living in dung" Muichiro says as he doesn't even bother looking at Gyokko.

"Shut up, dung beetle!" Gyokko says angrily, "look at you, with your short arms and undersized blade! You can't even reach my neck!".

"No, didn't I just reach it with vengeance?" Muichiro asks as he raises a brow, "and in the first place, your limbs are shorter. Oh, wait. Were you just thinking out loud about yourself? Sorry to interrupt".

"Hyo, hyo, hyo! My, what a cheap insult!" Gyokko says as he scoffs, "did you think that was enough to fluster me? I can see that you'll do anything to win. Not a pretty sight!".

"Hmm... hmm" Muichiro says as he turns to look at Gyokko, "it's really bugging me. Isn't that vase of yours kind of misshapen? It doesn't look symmetrical. What a piece of crap".

"That's because your eyeballs are rotten, damn it!" Gyokko yells angrily, "my vase! How the hell is it misshapen?" he asks as he uses all ten of his baby arms to create pots, sending an attack using small fish towards Muichiro, "blood demon art, then thousand gliding slime fish! These ten thousand assassins will pick you to the bone! And I'll make you part of one of my works!".

"Mist Breathing, Sixth Form, Lunar Dispersing Mist" Muichiro says as he cuts all of the small fish.

All? He slashed them all? That speed and that attack range! What happened to my poison? Unexpected! But even so, no harm, no foul. Those fish will disperse poison before they turn to dust after being slashed by that nichirin sword. Transdermal poison no less! So it can all be absorbed through the skin. Get hit with that, and you're done!

Gyokko says as he smiles.

"Mist Breathing, Third Form, Scattering Mist Splash" Muichiro says as he sends all of the poison back at Gyokko, not a single bit hitting him.

What the hell? That one swing blasted them all away!

Gyokko says as Muichiro swings for him, Gyokko shedding his skin as he disappears into his pot.

"You can shed your skin, too? Ah, what a pain in the ass!" Muichiro complains as he rubs the back of his head, "would you mind not dodging and racing up trees?".

"Hyo, hyo, hyo, hyo!" Gyokko says as he slithers up the large tree in front of Muichiro, "allow me to show you my true form".

"Sure" Muichiro says as he looks up at Gyokko.

"You're just the third person to see me in this state" Gyokko says as he rests on a branch.

"So a lot of us, huh?" Muichiro says sarcastically.

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