Chapter 120: Turdidae Reappears! (Please vote with monthly tickets)

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The world felt as if it were about to be uprooted; everything danced chaotically in the gale.

Even so, the thick fog that the wind could not disperse still held Kyoto firmly in its grasp.

“Who are you people?” Itomi Yuki broke free from Rabbit’s hand and stopped in her tracks.

“Yuki, we don’t have time to explain right now,” Rabbit said in the tone of a kindergarten teacher. “But please believe us, we won’t harm you!”

“In that case, let me go back,” Itomi Yuki looked at them directly.

Rabbit, Yuka, and Koi exchanged a glance.

“Yuki,” Rabbit began, “you saw it just now. It’s very dangerous. Hiding in the inn isn’t safe at all.”

“Once the fog clears and the wind stops, we’ll definitely let you go back,” Koi promised.

“There’s no need,” Itomi Yuki said. “I have an appointment to meet Minamoto Kiyomoto. He will protect me.”

“He’s the most dangerous one!” Yuka blurted out.

Itomi Yuki glanced at her. They were less than a meter apart, yet the fog was so thick she couldn’t make out the other’s features.

She could only vaguely see her figure, slender and slim, with a large chest.

“You say you’re my sister’s friends. If I go with you, will I be able to see my sister?” Itomi Yuki asked.

“Well…” Yuka hesitated.

“Not in the short term, but definitely in the future!” Rabbit answered.

“The future? Goodbye.” Itomi Yuki turned to go back the way she came.

But she didn’t take a step. The three of them watched her back, also silent.

In front of them, a pod of humpback whales, the smallest at least fifteen meters long, swam slowly forward.

The four of them felt as if they had been suddenly thrown to the bottom of the sea, gazing up at the colossal creatures, not daring to make a sound.

“Be careful! Don’t provoke them!”

“Damn it! What the hell is going on! Where did these fish come from!”

“Those are whales, you idiot!”

“Aren’t whales fish?!”

“Whales actually aren’t fish. Whales are large mammals, while fish are oviparous—”

Rabbit pulled Itomi Yuki, and the four of them pressed their backs tightly against the wall of a residential building. They extinguished the glow of their divine power, letting the fierce wind distort their faces and halt their breathing, not daring to make a single sound.

In the vast fog, surrounding the terrifying pod of humpback whales, floated specks of colorful light like fireflies.

“Woooo—” a humpback whale suddenly called out, its low roar deep and resonant.

Billowing white bubbles, like clusters of clouds, surged from the fog.

Boom! A humpback whale raised its tail fin high and slammed it down hard.

Immediately after, the entire pod of over fifty humpback whales, each weighing 35 tons, slapped their tail fins in unison.

The shockwave displaced the air, which felt as if it had exploded.

Rubble flew everywhere, and the roofs of several private residences were directly torn off.

“Ah!” A faint scream was heard amidst the fog and gale.

“Save them! Remember, do not provoke the whale pod!”

“Yoshino! Go get reinforcements! The few of us can’t control the whales!”

“Yes!” someone roared in response.

The whale pod slowly disappeared, and the firefly-like orbs of divine power also vanished into the thick fog.

The four immediately released their divine power, pushing the gale away, and gasped for air.

“What… what on earth is happening?” Itomi Yuki’s small, snow-white face, which had been pale from the sea wind, was now flushed red.

She took a deep breath and asked again, “Why are there whales? And the great white shark from before?”

“We… we don’t know either,” Yuka said, her hand on her heaving chest.

“We’ll talk later, let’s go!” Rabbit grabbed Itomi Yuki again, minimized the glow of her divine power, and sprinted through the thick fog.

Itomi Yuki had only been training for a month and couldn’t break free from Rabbit’s grip. She also couldn’t fight back, so she was forced to run along.

Since there was no other way, she gave up on going back to find Minamoto Kiyomoto.

Calming down, she began to recall the spells Minamoto Kiyomoto had taught her. With a “might as well try” attitude, she cast a spell called ‘Wind Fixing’.

Within a three-meter radius, the ferocious gale instantly vanished!

Incredible!

Itomi Yuki had secretly practiced some spells before, but at this moment, she still found it truly magical.

Even more amazed were Rabbit, Yuka, and Koi.

“Yuki, did you do this?” Koi asked her in disbelief.

“Is something wrong?” Itomi Yuki asked back, her usual coldness towards people absent.

This was thanks to Minamoto Kiyomoto telling her in advance that these three were her sister’s subordinates. Otherwise, she would have secretly taken out her divine artifact and started her first battle.

“What spell is this? It can stop such a strong wind, and with almost no fluctuation of divine power!” Rabbit was also astonished.

“The Wind Fixing Spell. You don’t know it? It should be a very common minor spell.” Itomi Yuki had seen this spell in the ‘Daily Minor Spells’ section of her notes.

She had never practiced it before, but her habit of reading—she read her notes every day—and her excellent memory allowed her to remember this not-so-complex spell.

“The benefits for official practitioners are too good,” Yuka said with envy.

“No,” Rabbit shook her head. “Those practitioners just now didn’t stop the wind around them. They don’t know this spell.”

“Minamoto Kiyomoto taught me,” Itomi Yuki explained.

“He’s not a good person. You have to be careful of him,” Yuka couldn’t help but remind her again.

Itomi Yuki glanced at her once more.

“Never mind that,” Rabbit said. “Since Yuki can stop the wind, the three of us can stop using our divine power, reducing the risk of exposure.”

The three of them retracted their divine power.

Rabbit looked at Itomi Yuki and asked her, “Yuki, how long can you maintain this?”

Itomi Yuki shifted her gaze from Yuka, pondered for a moment, and replied, “If it’s just this spell, I can maintain it for as long as needed.”

“As long as needed?!” Koi stared at her in shock.

It wasn’t a remarkable feat, just maintaining a minor spell, but Itomi Yuki had only been training for a month.

For a normal person, like her and Yuka, they wouldn’t have even learned a single spell in a month!

Rabbit was slightly better, but it still took her over half a month to learn her first minor spell.

“I have this,” Itomi Yuki spread her small, fair hand, and a ball of white, misty divine energy floated in her palm.

“Is… is that a divine artifact?!” Rabbit stared blankly at the ball of divine energy.

“Mhm. For a spell of this level, it can help. I don’t need to stabilize it myself.”

As she spoke, Itomi Yuki saw the three of them staring dumbfounded, unable to recover, constantly swallowing. She couldn’t help but ask:

“Have you… have you never seen one, you don’t know?”

She had wanted to ask ‘Don’t you have one,’ but that seemed unnecessary—the three of them had poverty written all over their faces.

However, even when she asked if they had ‘ever seen one’ or ‘knew about this function of a divine artifact,’ the three of them still shook their heads vigorously.

Their gazes never left the divine artifact.

Itomi Yuki subconsciously became wary of them. She clenched her open hand into a fist, and the divine artifact turned into mist and returned to her body.

She glanced at the slender Yuka and couldn’t help but say faintly, “Minamoto Kiyomoto gave me this too.”

“Ah? Well, any-any-anyway, he’s not a good person,” Yuka said, somewhat lacking in confidence. “At least to us, he’s a bad guy.”

“Alright, let’s go,” Rabbit came back to her senses and urged them on.

After taking a few steps, she turned back and reminded Itomi Yuki, “Yuki, you’re not strong right now. Don’t take out your divine artifact so easily. It’s very dangerous.”

“…Mhm.” Itomi Yuki relaxed her guard slightly, happy that her sister had such subordinates.

The four of them fell silent and walked cautiously through the thick fog, avoiding the occasional mosasaurs, whales, and squids that appeared.

These deep-sea creatures all exceeded known world records.

Especially that squid. Not counting its tentacles, its body was fifty meters tall, standing in the thick fog like a monster from a dream.

Some creatures moved in groups, and even practitioners didn’t dare to provoke them, only trying to pacify them.

Whether they could win a fight was one thing; they were more worried that the commotion would destroy residential houses.

However, that squid was an exception. It was directly grabbed by a practitioner, its mountain-like body disappearing into the air without any resistance.

Sandwiched between the three, Itomi Yuki couldn’t help but think that if she could stop the wind in a three-meter radius, then if Minamoto Kiyomoto transformed into his hundred-meter demon form, stopping this entire storm should be no problem.

But now, the wind, far from stopping, showed no signs of even weakening.

Could it be…
She remembered Minamoto Kiyomoto asking her when she would arrive at the inn.

This wind, and the thick fog… did he really create them?
Just so I could meet my sister?

Estimating the time, it was almost nine o’clock. Minamoto Kiyomoto would soon be looking for her everywhere.

Itomi Yuki glanced at Rabbit, thinking about how to get away from them as soon as possible—if Minamoto Kiyomoto found her, the two sides would be forced to fight.

As she pondered, Rabbit led her to a small hot spring inn.

“You’re finally back!” A group of people surrounded them.

“Are you okay?” a refined-looking middle-aged man—Monkey—asked.

“We’re fine,” Rabbit replied.

“Yuki?” the monk, with his hands clasped together, said in surprise. “Why did you bring her back?”

Monkey and Horse Face were also shocked.

Fatty’s round eyes glanced at Itomi Yuki, then quickly looked away, then timidly glanced again, and immediately looked away again.

“We ran into her on our way,” Koi explained.

“Who are you people?” Itomi Yuki looked at them warily, pretending not to know them.

The group exchanged glances. Finally, Rabbit spoke up, “Yuki, let’s talk in the room. Don’t worry, we won’t hurt you.”

“That’s right. Whatever it is, let’s talk in the room.” With a hearty laugh, a figure walked out of the fog and pushed open the door.

Everyone stared at this person in surprise.

He was dressed as a samurai, his collar open, revealing his chest, his expression frivolous.

“Who are you?!” The monk took a step forward and questioned loudly.

Monkey and Horse Face also stepped forward. Fatty puffed out his chest and stood alongside the three of them.

The samurai glanced at them and let out a gleeful laugh. “Don’t be hasty. You’ll be useful too, hahaha!”

“Do it!” The monk summoned his divine power.

Horse Face followed closely behind. Monkey and Fatty hesitated for a moment but also immediately released their divine power.

The samurai drew the tachi from his waist. The room darkened, leaving only the bluish-brown glint of the blade.

Before the four could react, they were already lying on the ground, motionless.

“What are you doing?!” Rabbit shouted angrily. “Attacking practitioners, aren’t you afraid of the Judiciary Bureau?!”

“Attacking practitioners?” The samurai’s eyes roamed over Rabbit’s body. “I’ve been following you all this way, hiding and sneaking around. What kind of practitioners are you? Shinto sect?”

Koi’s face turned pale with fear.

The samurai had been watching them. Seeing this, he burst out laughing.

“So you really are insects from the Shinto sect!” Laughing, he suddenly turned cold. “You four, take off your tops.”

“What?!”

“Ah—” Horse Face’s right thumb was easily sliced off by the samurai’s tachi.

“Horse Face!” Rabbit, Yuka, and Koi shouted.

Monkey, Fatty, and the monk’s eyes widened in anger.

They lay on the ground, unable to move, their divine power suppressed by a bluish-brown divine power.

The samurai used his blood-stained tachi to flick Horse Face’s severed finger, tossing it in front of the four women.

“Take it off.” He then placed the tachi on Horse Face’s left thumb.

“Don’t listen to him! Kill me if you have the guts!” Horse Face roared through the pain.

“Hmm?” The samurai lowered his head. “Fine. There are four of you anyway. It doesn’t matter if one dies.”

The samurai sized up the four women as he slowly moved the tachi towards Horse Face’s neck.

“Wait, I’ll take it off!” Yuka shouted.

The samurai looked Yuka up and down, licking his lips. “Full breasts, slender waist. I like it.”

“Yuka!” Rabbit and Koi looked at her with worry.

Yuka shook her head at them, her hand on the collar of her coat.

“Wait,” the samurai tilted his head. “Take off your pants first.”

“You motherfucker!” Horse Face cursed, followed by another cry of pain as his left thumb was cut off.

“Stop!” Rabbit charged forward. The samurai didn’t even use his sword. He lifted his leg and kicked her, sending her flying.

Bang! The inn’s counter was smashed, and wood splinters buried Rabbit’s body.

“Rabbit!” Koi quickly ran over.

“Continue,” the samurai stared at Yuka.

Yuka’s face was pale, her hand reaching for her pants.

Just then, Itomi Yuki grabbed her hand.

“It’s useless,” Itomi Yuki said calmly, meeting Yuka’s gaze. “Even if you take them off, he won’t let us go.”

Yuka knew that, of course, but what could she do? With her strength, what could she possibly do?

“So cute it’s enchanting. Hehe, I noticed you a long time ago,” the samurai laughed wantonly, his gaze turning to Itomi Yuki.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he said, “By the way, the reason I followed you is because of you. You’re the one who brought this upon them.”

Seeing Itomi Yuki’s face turn pale, the samurai let out another disgusting laugh.

“If anything happens to me, you’ll only have a dead end,” Itomi Yuki said coldly.

“Oh?”

“I am Minamoto Kiyomoto’s sister.”

The samurai was stunned for a moment, looking Itomi Yuki up and down. “Minamoto Kiyomoto’s sister? I remember now. You’re the sister of the Group Nine leader?”

“My sister is in the Shinto sect, I am not,” Itomi Yuki said. “I was brought here by them. If you kill me, Minamoto Kiyomoto will not let you go!”

“He’ll have to find me first,” the samurai sneered.

“You used your divine power, leaving a trace. Where do you think you can hide!” Rabbit, supported by Koi, struggled to her feet and said sharply.

“Divine power?” The samurai’s bluish-brown divine power flickered, turning grass-colored, then green, then brown.

“Guess,” he said with a cat-and-mouse grin, “if I used my original divine power before I came in?”

Rabbit’s face turned white.

“Alright,” the samurai’s smile vanished, his face exceptionally grim and vicious. “Take them off, my beauties.”

Yuka’s face was tragic, her hand on her waistband.

Amidst the howling wind, the faint sound of a jeans button being undone could be heard.

“And you,” the samurai turned to the other three. “By the way, you two, take each other’s clothes off.”

“…” Rabbit and Koi glared at him.

“And you,” the samurai turned to Itomi Yuki. As he swung his sword and cut off one of Horse Face’s hands, he roared, “All of you, take them off!”

Itomi Yuki clenched her fists, her eyes glaring daggers at this beast.

“This is so interesting, so interesting!” the samurai laughed maniacally. “It’s been so long since I’ve felt this way. The last time was on Mount Hakuba, when I told a young wife, ‘Scream for me, or I’ll kill your daughter.’ Haha, she actually screamed, she really screamed, right in front of her daughter, even though she wasn’t enjoying it at all! Haha…”

“Finally, I’ve… found… you.”

The sudden voice made everyone subconsciously look over.

A teenager in a tracksuit and a fox mask was sitting cross-legged on the lobby windowsill.

His right elbow rested on his knee, his palm cupping his cheek. His eyes seemed to be casually sizing everyone up, but the temperature in them was ice-cold.

Azure divine power flickered and burned around him.

“Turdidae?!” Rabbit shouted.

“Turdidae!” Yuka and Koi’s chests exploded with joy, so happy they were about to go mad.

Horse Face, enduring the pain, cried out, “Turdidae, kill him!”

Itomi Yuki bit her delicate lip, her crystal-clear eyes shimmering, staring intently at the high school student-like boy.

The samurai’s face darkened. “Who are you?”

“To liberate humanity from the hands of evil, to bring fortune to all living beings, to place the shackles of reason around everyone’s necks, and if they don’t accept, to force them to accept—this is my responsibility. The crows guide my way. I am the final calamity of evil, and the god of the new world to come, 【Turdidae】.”

Minamoto Kiyomoto stared at him coldly.