The Purity of White Seems To Be Red - ShiMayu fanfiction | Sousei no Onmyouji

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

"Sekitei mugen byoufu. Kyuu kyuu nyo ritsu ryou." His wings turned into blades as he released his spell. Thirty-six blades acted on his will, piercing through the polluted air of miasma and cutting through the line of the enemy. Each of his feathers moved like he wanted it to. They were like an extended arm, a part of him and connected to his mind. When he'd finished his attacks the bodies of the impurities in front of him dispersed.

After evaluating the result of his attack, Shimon was satisfied. They would clear out a large area of this level today.

"Oi, Shimon, leave some to me," a loud voice bawled from afar. On the ground Enmadou Rokuro stood waving at him.

"Huh," Shimon replied with a huff. Flying higher he commanded his feathers to return to his wings as he watched the scene below him unfold.

Running with a tremendous battle cry to the rest of the impurities, Rokuro received the attention of every impurity around him.

Shimon clicked his tongue. Seriously, that guy. Someday he would kill himself with his frontal strategy – if you dared to call that strategy.

Rokuro grinned. After he evaded an attack from one impurity he hit it with a punch of his armored arm, exorcising it with its concentrated power. Shimon frowned. Enmadou Rokuro was becoming a powerful exorcist but his attacks still lacked perfection using too much of his enchanted power on weak Kegare. And while his focus was wholly centered on a single impurity one after another of the rest crept up to him.

Surrounded by a dozen of impurities Rokuro drew back his fist for a blow. "Golt Smash. Kyuu kyuu nyo ritsu ryou." Numerous seals appeared, one for each impurity. With one mighty strike Rokuro send a shockwave through the seals. The impurities vanished with angry moans.

Shimon scanned the area. It looked like they got all the impurities from this part. Turning he saw the other exorcists of their five-man-squad finishing their share. He looked down to Rokuro who sent him a thumbs up. Seriously, that guy. He was something else. But one had to admire his passion and determination. If it hadn't been for him, Shimon would have lost his little sister a few months ago. He owed him. It was a debt, he wasn't sure he would ever be able to repay.

With a nosedive Shimon joined Rokuro in seconds. Landing swiftly on his feet next to him. "We're done for today."

Rokuro grinned at him. "We make a good team."

Shimon answered with a frown as he broke the spell on his Shuzen Zappa. He wasn't the one fated to be paired up with Enmadou Rokuro. "I'm not a Twin Star."

Rokuro blushed. "That's not what I meant. I just thought that with you in the sky and me on the ground, we complement each other. I mean as in good teamwork."

Shimon shrugged leading the way to their entrance into the real world. "I'm used to work alone from my range and combine my attacks to those of the exorcists on the ground. Besides, you just miss Benio."

Rokuro trotted after him. "It's not like that."

Shimon looked over his shoulder. Rokuro had his arms crossed behind his back obviously fainting indifference. Shimon smirked at him. "Riiight."

Rokuro seemed to sulk for a while being absolutely quiet for a change.

After Shimon opened the gate, Rokuro's voice reached him through their shift in realms. "I wonder what time it is."

That's right. She was probably waiting for him.

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"Have a nice evening." She waved her friends goodbye.