The Exorcism Tale of Hachiman

"But if the Nine-Tailed Fox is manipulating those two to slaughter those families, she must have her reasons. So, Hikigaya-kun, you absolutely cannot let the Nine-Tailed Fox's plan succeed."

Irisviel went through the logical reasoning and immediately figured out what Hachiman Hikigaya was going to do next.

"Are you leaving now?"

Although Irisviel felt that it wouldn't be a big problem for Hachiman Hikigaya to set off at this time given the urgency of the situation, Komachi had only recently been attacked.

Moreover, the reasoning I just made was just that—reasoning.

What if nothing happens, and the Nine-Tailed Fox attacks the house again as soon as Hachiman leaves?

"Komachi just woke up, of course I'm not leaving."

Hachiman Hikigaya gave Irisviel a reassuring look.

"Oh?"

Seeing Hachiman Hikigaya's confident demeanor, Irisviel tilted her head and watched curiously as he fiddled with the back of his hand.

A few minutes later.

So you want me to go?

The Inari God, who had rushed over after being told there was an emergency, looked at Hachiman Hikigaya with a rather speechless expression.

"After all, I'm not too worried about leaving right now."

He shrugged, indicating that this was a helpless move on his part.

"I'm truly impressed. You actually want me, a god, to be your bodyguard..."

Inari Goddess rolled her eyes at Hachiman Hikigaya, then quickly deployed a teleportation array beneath her feet and disappeared from Hachiman Hikigaya and Irisviel's sight.

...........

Tokyo, the residence of the Isayama family.

Having just finished a family meeting, Isayama Naraku dragged his weary body back to his residence.

"who?"

Although he was forced to retire from the front lines after losing an arm in battle when he was young, Isayama Naraku's senses did not weaken with age.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he keenly sensed that other people had infiltrated it.

“It’s me, Father.”

Yomi Isayama, one of the three figures in the shadows, turned on the light, exposing herself to Naraku Isayama's gaze.

"Huang Quan? You're awake?"

Seeing Isayama Yomi, who should have been lying unconscious in bed, standing alive in front of him, Isayama Naraku was so excited that he completely forgot the strange reason why Isayama Yomi had appeared in his room.

"Yes, Father. I just woke up. I'm so sorry for causing you trouble earlier!"

While apologizing, Yomi Isayama made a dogeza (a deep bowing gesture) towards Naraku Isayama.

"No, as long as you're awake, that's all that matters."

Isayama Naraku looked at his adopted daughter with a loving expression.

If Isayama Yomi wakes up, all the previous hard work will have been completely worthwhile.

After all, with his successor confirmed again, the entire Isayama family will stabilize...

"Father, now that I've awakened, could you please entrust the Lion King to me again?"

Looking at the Lion King amulet at Isayama Naraku's waist, a hint of longing flashed in Isayama Yomi's eyes.

She remained prostrate on the tatami mat and pleaded with Isayama Naraku.

"Of course I didn't ask... No! You're not Huang Quan!"

Subconsciously, Isayama Naraku prepared to hand over the Lion King.

After all, the Lion King had long been Isayama Yomi's exclusive weapon, and he was only keeping it safe for her. Now that Isayama Yomi had awakened, he naturally had to return it to its rightful owner.

However, the instant his hand touched the scabbard, with the Lion King's blessing, he keenly sensed a faint, elusive evil aura in the room.

At the same time, he realized that the real Yomi Isayama would never ask him for the Lion King!

"Has it been discovered?"

The moment Naraku Isayama exposed Yomi Isayama's disguise, Yomi Isayama had already gotten up from the ground.

"Who are you? Why do you look exactly like Huang Quan?"

With one hand gripping the hilt of the Lion King's sword, Isayama Naraku summoned the spirit beast Nue residing within the sword.

"Luan Honglian, kill her!"

Chapter 347 A Useless Family Has No Need to Exist

Upon hearing Isayama Naraku's command, the spirit beast named Ranguren immediately opened its mouth, and a massive amount of energy gathered within it. Just as it was about to launch, Isayama Yomi's figure flashed like a ghost in front of Isayama Naraku, transforming her palm into a blade and stabbing towards his heart.

Seeing this, Isayama Naraku quickly stepped aside to dodge, but Isayama Yomi was much faster than him...

With a "rip!" sound, the fabric in front of Isayama Naraku was torn by Isayama Yomi's sharp fingertips, leaving a deep gash on his chest.

"What a pity. If it had been any deeper, it could have pierced your heart."

Licking the blood from his fingers, Isayama Yomi looked at Isayama Naraku, whose face had turned pale from the pain, with a hint of regret.

"Red Lotus!"

Gritting his teeth, Isayama Naraku once again summoned the spirit beast within the Lion King Sword.

The spirit beast, which had already finished charging up its power, opened its mouth wide, and a roaring wave instantly erupted from its mouth.

A loud bang shattered the tranquility of the Isayama family's residence.

"What happened?"

Isayama Yu, who was still handling official business in his room, heard the noise and quickly ran out of the house, grabbing a clansman who was passing by and asking him a question.

"The patriarch has been attacked!"

"what?"

Upon hearing his clansmen's words, Isayama Yu was stunned.

Although the Isayama family has indeed weakened considerably due to the loss of two elite members, Isayama Yomi and Isayama Mei, they remain a prominent family among Tokyo's psychic clans.

Who would dare attack them, especially the head of the family...?

"Quickly summon all the high-level psionicists!"

After a brief moment of distraction, Isayama Yu immediately realized the importance of his elder brother, Isayama Naraku.

With both heirs already in trouble, if Isayama Naraku, the head of the family, were to meet with misfortune as well, the entire Isayama family would truly be finished!

.........

"why?"

Seeing that he had once again successfully stopped Ranguren from launching an attack, Isayama Yomi frowned.

"Why do I know so much about Ran Honglian?"

Easily dodging the roar wave attack of the spirit beast once again, Isayama Yomi stepped onto the ruins of the building and a cold smile appeared on her face.

"Because I am Izayama Yomi himself, Father!"

"No, impossible! Huang Quan could never be like you!"

Upon hearing that the evil creature before him dared to impersonate his daughter, Isayama Naraku felt his blood rush to his head, and as the wound on his chest, which had just dried, reopened, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How heartless you are, Father. You've already realized it's me, yet you still refuse to acknowledge my identity?"

"Or is it that the heir you placed so much hope in has fallen into evil ways, and you find it unacceptable?"

"shut up!"

Isayama Yomi's words perfectly stirred up Isayama Naraku's nerves.

Enraged, Isayama Naraku instinctively swung his sword at Isayama Yomi, but suddenly he saw a strange smile appear on Isayama Yomi's lips...

"not good!"

Thinking of Ran Honglian's weaknesses, Isayama Naraku's expression changed drastically.

He tried to stop his attack immediately, but it was too late!

In the blink of an eye, Yomi Isayama suddenly appeared behind Naraku Isayama on his right side, easily snatching the treasured sword Lion King from Naraku's hand with a joint lock.

As the Lion King left Isayama Naraku's grasp, the spirit beast Ranguren's body suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless points of light that returned to the sword.

"Goodbye, Father!"

With a cruel sneer, Isayama Yomi gripped the body of Isayama Naraku of the Lion Dynasty and slashed at him.

Just as Isayama Naraku was about to lose his life, a soft golden light suddenly protected him.

"Tch, Inari God?"

Despite never having seen it before, Yomi Isayama recognized the masterpiece before her at a glance as the work of the Inari deity.

With a regretful glance at the survivor, Isayama Naraku, having successfully achieved his mission objective, vanished without a trace into the night with a few leaps.

"Thank you for your help, sir."

Clutching the wound on his chest, Isayama Naraku respectfully expressed his gratitude for being saved while waiting for the adult who had intervened from the shadows to appear.

However, several dozen seconds passed, and the surroundings remained silent.

"Don't you want to see me?"

The Inari god did not appear. After a hint of disappointment flashed in Isayama Naraku's eyes, he showed no further reaction.

After all, the action just now might have been done casually by some passing adult.

He was already very lucky to have survived. Did he expect to get angry if the important person didn't want to see him?

...........

After leaving the Isayama family's residence, Yomi Isayama headed straight for a pedestrian bridge in Tokyo.