Chapter 87 - Volume 5 (1/2)
Volume 5, Chapter 16: The Demon’s Mercy
“Yeah, I think things have settled down.”
The Demonic impulses that I’d had when I remembered my own identity have resolved themselves. I was a starving demon…. Although I had been offended by those people if I do say so myself, I should still reflect on how I played around.
“……But”
Two more people…… Kyoji and Grandpa Kuon can’t be overlooked as it is. Although their land speculation I could overlook, they’d tried to harm me, and if I left them alone, they might do the same thing to Misa.
Also……
“Because they know my true identity, I don’t think things will end so easily like this.”
…… What is with that villainous-sounding line?
Now then, where did those two people hide?
A while ago, while using the demonic language…… the [Spirit Language]? I’d ‘sealed’ all the ways out of this school.
If it wasn’t someone with more power than I had, they couldn’t even force an air molecule in.
Because of all the hoodlums making so much noise in here up until a while ago, the oxygen’s getting thin, but we can still go on for a few more days before the oxygen runs out.
Even for demons, willpower is important. Right now, just because I ate a lot of souls I’m not really feeling greedy. Well, that was inconsequential.
“……fumu.”
My fragmented memories also emerged, and they were a mess, but after rearranging and looking for things that I could use from them, a bit of ‘knowledge’ that seemed useful came up.
“……[Summon]……”
I used my power to create a small summoning formation in my hands.
If I can sort out my memory, I think I can draw a more complex summoning circle, but for now, that’s enough.
From my hands, black pieces fell with a clatter to the floor.
“………”
I might not know what I wanted, but it was supposed to have summoned the lowest [Spiritual life form] from the surroundings, but what I summoned was dried “seaweed”.
As a last resort, I scattered it across the corpses that were lying around, and the wakame seaweed that absorbed the blood began to move into the body, manipulating them as it groaned with an [Uboo~Uboo~], getting up.
This just feels kind of horrible.
“……Well, whatever. You, look for humans that are still alive.”
[Ubo~]
What was with that, I wonder… I wonder if I was under a seafood products curse.
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“What, what is that!? Explain it!”
In the dimly-lit AV room, Lord Kuon was deeply confused by the absurdity and chaos. He barked at the young man while blabbering.
The broadcasting room, with its soundproof walls and thickly-walled doors, was perfect as a bunker, but there was no guarantee that they wouldn’t be noticed by that ridiculous monster that exceeded common sense with the commotion they were making.
While he thought that, Kyoji remained with a calm and collected attitude, and bowed his head to Lord Kuon while pointing something out.
“That is definitely the daughter of the Toukaki family.”
“Toukaki? It’s a rising family from the last generation. But that doesn’t matter! That thing is what I’m asking about!”
As far as he could tell, it really was the youngest daughter of the Toukaki family, Yuzu. Why did she turn into that, and how did she gain the power to bend, twist, and kill a large adult?
Kyoji was also confused from the start, and up until now fear still gripped him, but as someone who was familiar with the circumstances of the Kuon family, he came to a single conclusion.
“When accidents happened on sites, and I requested assistance from those people, I saw similar things.”
“Accidents…… You mean that thing!”
“Yes. I guess this girl might have been possessed by a ‘vengeful spirit’.”
Sometimes, when they tried to do land speculation by force, there were ‘accidents’.
Even when they asked the shrines around the area, they couldn’t get rid of it, so when they came to their wits’ end, they asked the institution that the politicians relied on to dispel the cause.
The largest demon-hunting organization in the country: the monks of [Oyama].
Kyoji had once seen a ‘vengeful spirit’ possess stray dogs in a region that had no sacred tree. A dog that had bitten several of the Kuon family’s people to death in the twinkling of an eye, with a repulsive appearance that continued to cackle even after taking a bullet, it stuck firmly in Kyoji’s mind.
“Then, call the monks of [Oyama]! That is not a child…”
“But, cellphones have stopped working.”
“What!?”
Lord Kuon picked up his phone himself in an attempt to make a call.
“Sir, you are in danger here.”
The broadcasting room was not completely surrounded by walls, and one section of it faced the hallway with a large, fixed window. He feared that even though the window was one way, that ‘monster’ would see them through the window from the corridor.
“Eeh, Kyoji, you run out and make contact for me!”
“…… Understood.”
He didn’t move in front of the window, and sighing internally at Lord Kuon who glossed over his own faults with a shout, Kyoji murmured.
“…… Is this a good time?”
*BANG!!*
“Gyah!?”
Suddenly, the thick window glass shook under the force of a blow, causing Lord Kuon to curl up and yelp.
“Wha-”
“This is……”
His subordinates were leaving bloody prints on the glass, their eyes blank. Even though they were clearly no longer alive, but they moved and shuddered at their wrists broke hitting the glass.
“Tsch, they got here.”
Kyoji clicked his tongue as he tried to leave the broadcasting room alone without Lord Kuon.
“K-Kyoji, I”
“Sir, I will head out alone.”
“Wh-what are you saying…”
“In any case, even if you don’t die, returning to politics will be difficult. Shouldn’t you take responsibility for this?”
Slipping through the hands of the moving dead who were sluggish with their grasping, Kyoji left the man who was his master and started running.
“KyojiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII…… uAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!”
From behind Kyoji, who didn’t turn back, came the screams of Lord Kuon who had been attacked by the dead, but for Kyoji, this was no longer his problem.
Kyoji did not serve his master seriously, unlike his father.