Chapter 683 – The Kazamatsuri Family

　　Somewhere in the city of Tokyo.

　　Several paper cranes flew out from the alleyway, quickly converging and folding in the corner, gradually changing into human form.

　　”Cough cough cough ……” Yuzuri Kurotsuchi weakly held onto the corner, bent over and coughed violently, each cough bringing out pitch-black blood that splattered on the ground at his feet.

　　His face was incomparably pale.

　　Fighting four oracles alone, the injuries he suffered were far heavier than they looked, the other injuries were not so bad, the main thing was that the attacks left by the “Disease Scourge” on his body were extremely destructive diseases, and this kind of injuries were even more terrifying than those flesh wounds.

　　After coughing for a long time, he staggered to his feet, reached out and wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked towards the end of the alleyway, his eyes full of determination.

　　At the end of the alleyway, on the other side of the corner, a tall and thin teenager wearing a dark green surgical robe is standing under the streetlight, his long snow white hair cascading down to the ground, and those cruciform eyes curiously surveying the surroundings, full of novelty about anything.

　　This child …… has grown taller than I thought ah?

　　Yuzuri Kurosetsu quietly looked at him and thought in his mind, but seeing the other party’s thin and pale body, a flash of guilt flashed in his eyes.

　　That was his and Kazamatsuri Akiko’s child, Yuzuri-nai’s younger brother, Yuzuri-Takubai.

　　He had been waiting for this moment for thirteen years.

　　Now, he was standing in front of him.

　　Yuzuri Kurotetsu’s heartbeat accelerated, the corners of his mouth rose, and he couldn’t help but want to go up and greet him, and tell him, “Hey kid, I’m your father, come home with me.”……

　　But just as his foot stepped out, it stopped in midair ……

　　He hesitated.

　　To him, Yuzuri-Takubai was the child he had been searching for thirteen years, but to Yuzuri-Takubai, he was the stranger who had abandoned himself in the [Pure Land] and had been tortured for thirteen years ……

　　If he rashly walked up and told him that he was his father and asked him to go home with him, would he go with him?

　　Unlikely …… Even this identity of his own father will cause the other party’s resentment and even hatred.

　　At this moment, Yuzuri Kurotetsu’s brain was messed up into a paste. Guilt, self-blame was torturing his mind non-stop, and he began to question whether or not he had the qualifications to call himself a father to Yuzuri Takeru.

　　And so, he placed his own hand, on top of the hilt of the sword.

　　”Who’s there?”

　　Yuzuri Takubai turned his head slightly to the alleyway where Yuzuri Kurosetsu was hiding, his eyes narrowing slightly.

　　A moment later, a figure slowly walked out from it.

　　It was a middle-aged man wearing a clean and tidy sequined suit with a withered rose at his waist, his appearance was still considered handsome amongst the older men, he smiled as he took a step towards Yuzuri Takeru and slowly stopped in front of him.

　　Yuzuri Takeru looked at this inexplicable uncle in front of him and frowned slightly.

　　”Who are you?”

　　”Introduce yourself.” That uncle elegantly bent down slightly, looked Yuzuri Takeru’s eyes, and spoke with a smile, “I’m Japan’s number one cowboy, Kyousuke.”

　　”Cowboy?” Doubt surfaced in Yuzuri-Takubai’s eyes, “What is that?”

　　”It’s a profession that accompanies guests to chat and drink, and helps them solve their troubles.”

　　”You can help people solve their troubles?” Yuzuri Takubai froze, and a touch of joy appeared on her face, “Then do you know, where is Akihabara? Can you take me there?”

　　Uncle Kyousuke was slightly stunned, and after a moment, the smile on his face grew even wider.

　　”Of course, willing to serve you.”

　　A smile appeared on Yuzuri Takeru’s pale face, and he was about to say something when he suddenly gave a start.

　　”Hey, uncle ……”

　　”What’s wrong?”

　　Yuzuri Takubai stretched out his hand and pointed to the nothingness above Uncle Kyousuke’s head.

　　”Your blood trough, it seems like it’s going to be empty ah……”

　　Osaka.

　　Lin Qiye, Amamiya Haruhide, and Yuzuru Takeru stood nervously by the window, looking at the gradually whitening sky outside the window, their brows furrowed, their eyes filled with worry.

　　Ding–!

　　Amamiya Haruhide’s cell phone screen lit up, and a text message ringtone echoed in the room.

　　Amamiya Haruhide picked up his cell phone, opened the message and looked at it, and let out a long sigh of relief ……

　　”Well? How’s my dad doing?!” Yuzurina spoke anxiously.

　　”Don’t worry, he’s fine, we’ve already found your brother.” Amamiya Haruhide said, “However, he’s going to accompany your brother to a few places first, so I don’t know when he’ll be back.”

　　”Hoo……”

　　Yuzurina sat on her butt on the edge of the bed, reaching out to rub her tense little face, finally relaxing, the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but rise, “Daddy succeeded yet ……”

　　She picked up a pillow on one side and rolled up on the bed in excitement, the corners of her eyes glistening with a few tears.

　　Lin Qiye turned his head to look at Amamiya Haruhui, “What about the Woeful Jinn Blade? What did it say?”

　　”He said that the [Mystic Pupil] will stay there for now, the other three can be taken back, and the [Black Rope] is for you.” Amamiya Haruhide replied.

　　Lin Qiye tsked.

　　This uncle, how could he not keep his word? He said that he would give him the [Black Rope] and the [Mystic Pupil] together when he was done, and now he’s actually withholding one ……

　　Forget it, how to say that he is now also a [extremely evil] level wanted criminal, leaving a Banezu knife to defend himself is normal.

　　Lin Qiye picked up the chalk that was prepared to the side and began to draw summoning magic formations on the ground, pouring his spiritual energy into them, and a few moments later, the [Rain Avalanche], [Thousand Cranes], and the [Black Rope] were lying quietly on the ground.

　　”But how on earth did he do that?” Amamiya Haruhide still couldn’t understand, “Did he really use these four swords to kill through the [Pure Land]?”

　　”I don’t know, just wait for him to return and ask him personally.”

　　”That’s also true, but when exactly he will return, it’s still unclear ah ……”

　　Just as the two of them were chatting, a dozen or so sedans sped from a distant street and neatly parked downstairs in the Black Killing Group building.

　　The car door opened, a figure wearing a black kimono stepped down from the car, a few cherry blossoms fluttered on top of the kimono, their feet stepped on the wooden clogs, their faces were solemn as they walked to the downstairs of the Black Killing Group, all of them carrying a forged sword on their waists, there were about a hundred of them.

　　As soon as they appeared, a large number of members of the Black Killing Group ran out from within the building, completely surrounding them, holding various types of weapons in their hands, their expressions were all somewhat unfavorable.

　　The two forces, just like that, were frozen in a stalemate.

　　”Eh?” Amamiya Haruhui spoke with some surprise, “Another wave of yakuza?”

　　Lin Qiye looked down at those figures walking down from the car and always felt that, the cherry blossom patterned kimonos on their bodies on a black background looked somewhat familiar ……

　　”Let’s go down and take a look.” Lin Qiye said to Amamiya Haruhui and Yuzurina as if he thought of something, and the three of them quickly left the room and took the elevator down towards the first floor.

　　The first floor of the Black Killer Team.

　　Among those yakuza wearing kimonos with cherry blossom patterns on a black background, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses slowly stepped out, the number of cherry blossoms on his clothes was twice as many as the other members, about thirty pieces.

　　He walked up to the crowd of the Black Slayers and slowly spoke:

　　”Tokyo Kazamatsuri family, Kazamatsuri Takuya, seeks an audience with the Grand Leader of the Black Killing Group.”