〖Touken Ranbu〗Rebirth of the Demon King in Diablo Honmaru

People's hearts are very complicated——

That is, each person may not know exactly what kind of mentality they have made the decision, and why they acted accordingly.

Their most superficial and intuitive understanding may be the three views of self-perception.

However, if it is analyzed at a deeper level, what is spread out in front of us is the truth that no one dares to face-human nature.

The gregarious, who is real?

The world is full of lies and falsehoods.

However, there are always one or two people who will be accidents, right?

Isn't that what happened to Akutagawa Ji at the end of his life.

Usually, he has a weak sense of existence in the military academy affiliated to the empire, and he is cowardly and inferior. In front of his father, he is a son who suppresses hatred and his strength is growing. In the eyes of other gangsters, he is the perfect heir.

Facing different objects, there are always different performances.

But in the end, he didn't have to pretend anymore.

Just like that, he walked through the crowd with Ajuramaru in his hand, and the sense of presence that lost his disguise also attracted some people to turn their heads and look around.

If it was in the past, he would definitely feel uneasy when he was treated like this, but now he just smiles at it.

Seeing the other party leave with an apologetic smile, Akutagawa couldn't help but smile more gently.

Perhaps they were all just thinking, this kid just wanted to show off his weapon, how ignorant, how many people would lack weapons here?

Slowly, almost with an attitude of admiration, he walked past the academy where he had stayed for several years, winding and winding, and finally came to the gate of the gang headquarters.

Akutagawa himself didn't know why he took the same measures as before to come here, and he didn't need it in the future.Don't you want to implicate other people?

how could it be possible!

Maybe, I just don't want anyone to know that he doesn't exist.

Died silently, quietly.

Gently pushing open the closed door, and walking in under the respectful eyes of his father's subordinates, Akutagawa's heart has never been so peaceful, he is not calm like killing people, but going to rest.

Akutagawa felt that his heart had never been so peaceful, as if he had returned to his mother.

His concern is no longer here, so he has to leave, he doesn't have any reluctance, if he has to say, maybe only Ajuramaru.

However, now the fate has long been doomed, and that is also Ashuramaru's fate.

From the moment the Kazama contract was successful, Ajuramaru had sensed it as a trade item, but facing the terrifying power of Kazama, Ashuramaru was also helpless.

After the initial tantrums and resentment passed, Ashuramaru finally calmed down.

There is no thought of accepting fate, but even more reckless and crazy.

She gently touched Akutagawa Ji's face, the emotion in her eyes was so crazy.

To be buried with him, or to be buried with her.

All good, all good, she will make this funeral grander than ever!

In fact, Ajura Maru asked Akutagawa Ji why.Akutagawa's answer is: because it's meaningless.

Who can understand Akutagawa Ji?

That was a child who was on the edge of humans and monsters. The moment his inner world collapsed, he was already dead, and what he lived was only obsession.

The road to the gang leader's office was not very long, even if Akutagawa walked slowly, it finally came to an end.

Or feeling it, the man hated by Akutagawa raised his head, his tough face was expressionless, and his eyes were fixed on his son who smiled softly, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

Akutagawa also let him stare at him. He never concealed his hatred for this father, but this was the first time a man saw him.

How could his proud son suddenly change his appearance?

"Are you still determined?" The man stopped looking at him and said with a sneer, he was used to his son fighting him every time he came over, "You want me to die that much?"

"Yes." Akutagawa Ji said with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were curved and cute.

"Hmph—why do you have to try again and again with the doomed result?" The man snorted angrily, "Is it because of that broken knife in your hand?"

"That's right." Akutagawa nodded.

"Isn't it good to inherit my power?" The man was annoyed and a little annoyed.

"Then will I give you a pension?" Akutagawa said silently for a while.

This time the man didn't speak, his entire face darkened, and his murderous aura was on the verge of breaking out.

It's just a son, if it's not obedient enough, don't mind.

"Have you become angry from embarrassment?" Akutagawa tilted his head and said suddenly, then he smiled lightly, "Forget it. Let's get rid of it earlier."

The magical power belonging to Kazama permeated Ajuramaru, and the terrifying power was particularly eye-catching. Akutagawa admired the man's ugly face, hummed and walked towards the man, like a martyr.

The gangsters were the first to come attracted by that power, followed by the imperial army, church elites and some vampires.

Various forces mixed with fish and dragons have come to the scene one after another, and the situation of maintaining a strange balance for many years is in danger because of this strange and terrifying force.

No one wants to be threatened, so they all want to act first.

But why no one thought about who could fight against this force?

Everything was annihilated, with Akutagawa's smile.

The moment Ajuramaru dropped from his hand, Akutagawa Ji was innocent and beautiful like a child. At this moment, he was exhausted by the blow, fell to the ground weakly, and was buried by the collapsed building.

All the forces that rushed over were also wiped out, and the remaining power fluctuations directly destroyed them, and the gang headquarters became a dead zone.

Kazama: I don't need to go to the theater.

At the end of everything, the contract disappeared, and Kazama got Ajuramaru without any effort.

Ajuramaru who was awakened was extremely resentful, how could she wake up!

"Have you seen him?" Kazama asked the dying sword with the face of Sanriyue.

Ajuramaru looked around at the various swords and swords around her, everything was clear, she raised a vicious smile, and said slowly and happily, "He~ I have eaten him a long time ago!"

Hasebe and the others were all staring at the knife with murderous eyes, while they were uneasily guessing in their hearts, and some even looked at Kazama worriedly. Who doesn't know the position of Sankayue in Kazama's heart.

"It's really useless." Kazama sighed, then smiled and crushed the dying Ajuramaru. It's just a sword, how can it fool the Demon King?

"Master, why don't you break it?" Ranto Shiro said excitedly.

Yao Yan coughed a few times, and after seeing Luan ignored him, he had no choice but to push the glasses expressionlessly.

His younger brother is crooked.

"Because this sword seems to be useful in this world, so I had to smash this sword spirit." Kazama stroked his messy hair amusedly, not caring about the deep meaning of his words.

The rest couldn't help but develop their brains——

And Luan was immersed in the weird excitement of his master touching him, and couldn't stop laughing.

Yingwan suddenly squeezed the chaos away, and tugged at the corner of Kazama's clothes with her small hand, "Brother, have you found Sankayue?"

Other Swords: Oh!Forget business.

"Found it." Kazama replied.

"where?"

"In a place where only swords exist." Feng Jian blinked and said.

"Oh, really?" It was Zongsan Zuowen who spoke.

The others also stared at Kazama curiously, and they wanted to know if the sword there was the same as theirs.

"Maybe~" Kazama chuckled lightly.

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