![]() and open a path that belongs to the Iwakura alone." "Use your sword for the Iwakura bloodline. "You are now 'Iwakura.' You are no longer the 'Mikoshi' who shoulders the burden of oni blood." We should not covet the happy endings that humans enjoy, after all. "With that war, non-human blood grows thinner and thinner." "Thinking back, I changed your name in hopes that you might escape from the curse of the oni bloodline." "But as a Tengu, I have duties to the clan that I must fulfill." "I will never forget a single one of our duels in these past thirteen years." "Now, your sword can even surpass the speed of a tengu." Let's meet again next year, he wanted to say. I must admit that this is clearly your victory." These words lay on the tip of Doukei's tongue even as he stared at the black feathers that he had sliced off. There are a few place I know of where you can also see the scarlet sakura falling.Īs he looked around at the small shrine he had destroyed, holding the tengu's trembling hand, Teruyo, shall we change the venue for our duel next year? "If your sword hadn't been broken by your strength," Finally caught the girl who had been untouchable for so many years. Surrounded by the black feathers seized by his onrushing blade, the man who stood on the cusp of becoming a swordmaster. "After all, if you get to that point, you'll have a sword that'll let you 'triumph over the tengu.'" "Ah, yes! If you manage to touch me, you'll get to call your secret blade 'Tengu Victor'!" "Child of the oni, hone your swordsmanship and become a foe whom the Yougou Tengu would not be ashamed to cross swords with." "Well then, when the cherry blossoms fall next year, let's have a duel here, 'Iwakura.'" "Besides, the name 'rock' suits you - it certainly suits your mind and your muscles, that's for sure." "You should know that names given by us Yougou Tengu are blessed with divine powers." "Come on, mortal in whose veins runs the blood of the oni, be glad. ![]() 'The seat of rock.' A name that human words cannot harm." Well, if you wish to abandon your past, allow me to give you a new name."Īfter hearing about his past, the girl who possessed jet black wings sneered disdainfully. With naught but the mountain and wood as his friends - that is, until he met that girl. She would've proved her valor resoundingly under the Electro Mitsudomoe banner,Īnd she thought she could wash her bloodstained juunihitoe battle-garb clean.īut it was stained black in the end, together with her fiercely beating heart.įrom then on, her eldest son, who should have inherited the family fortune, lived in seclusion in a village outside the city, If she was engulfed by the pitch-black tiger-beast of sin itself, then she would tear it apart from the inside. She would make such contributions as to make an eternal name for the ever-thinning blood of the war- oni. Mother's long-cherished wish was to overcome the destiny of life and death with her boiling passion. In the end, the only thing that was sent back to the Mikoshi Clan was the tsuba of that blade which she had loved so dearly. Mother had bared her fangs against the Shogun, who had been kind to her and who had given her a treasured sword.
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