Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

Babirus stood in the center of the stage, watching Amamiya Rin walk towards him against the light, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

"Oh my, this guest has quite the eloquence. He managed to get all my guests to leave with just a few words."

He shrugged, spread his hands, and looked helpless.

"No problem, we still have other customers. Sir/Madam, please allow me to upgrade your service to VIP. Would you like to come up and try it out? There are great prizes to be won!"

Babyrus curled the corners of his mouth and said lightly.

Amamiya Rin stopped at the edge of the stage. At this moment, he was only ten meters away from Babirus. For him, this distance could be crossed in less than 0.1 seconds.

However, whenever he was about to take action, he would feel a strong sense of crisis, as if he would lose his life if he took another step forward.

Is this demon really that terrifying?

Amamiya Rin squinted, then listened to him say something about going up and trying it.

Upon hearing this, Amamiya Rin looked up at the high platform above.

It's about fifteen meters high. With his physical abilities, he could jump to that height and fall from there without getting hurt.

But... Amamiya Rin didn't move.

He didn't intend to cooperate with Babirus, even though that might buy him more time. His reason told him he couldn't fall into the enemy's rhythm.

Amamiya Rin withdrew her gaze and looked back at Babirus, pondering in her heart.

These new-era monsters and demons mostly have a set of rules for killing, just like those so-called rule-based ghost stories.

They don't kill whenever they want; they can only take human lives in a specific way and under specific conditions.

Like another demon he had seen, the Apologetic Demon, he would only be affected if he heard Azawa Yuuma's apology, rather than the demon killing him himself.

So, what are the rules of killing for this demon in front of us?

The clown falls, the throwing knife misses its mark, the lion goes out of control, Mario falls—one mistake after another… are they accidents?

Creating an environment where accidents might happen, letting accidents occur... Is this the end of the world?

Amamiya Rin remembered what Lelia had just said: she said the headmaster was a demon, a grim reaper. So that's what she meant.

A hint of understanding flashed in Amamiya Rin's eyes, and that understanding quickly transformed into a clear fighting spirit.

That's right, an absolutely pure fighting spirit!

There were no distracting thoughts, only the belief in defeating the opponent.

Amamiya Rin walked step by step toward Babyrus.

With each step, the aura around him solidified a little more.

It was not a sharp, razor-sharp killing intent, nor a ferocious, beast-like madness, but a purer, more profound pressure.

Like a mountain, like a peak, like the Vajra statue in an ancient temple that has withstood a thousand years of wind and frost, it has finally opened its eyes.

That kind of aura is not human.

Buddhism has Dharma protectors, known as the Eight Legions of Devas and Nagas, the Four Heavenly Kings, and the Victorious Fighting Buddha, who subdue demonic obstacles without the slightest hesitation or pity, with only the resolute determination to sever all ties.

Amamiya Rin was in that state at that moment.

His back was straight, his shoulders were lowered, and his center of gravity was firmly between his feet.

His breathing was deep and long, with the rise and fall of his chest almost imperceptible, but each exhale and inhale caused the surrounding airflow to tremble.

Beneath the skin, the muscles are like taut bowstrings, brimming with power ready to be unleashed at any moment.

Babyrus stood still, motionless.

"Using violence is not a good habit."

He watched as Yu Gonglin approached step by step, his smile remaining but now tinged with amusement.

Amamiya Rin remained silent, still gathering his strength. Demons are not simple; to win, one must seize a fleeting opportunity.

"So you're here to cause trouble?"

Seeing Amamiya Rin's appearance, Babyrus sighed softly, shook his head, and spoke with a hint of genuine regret.

"What a pity, I'll have to give away my guests."

"What do you mean?"

Amamiya Rin's gaze sharpened slightly, and he paused in his steps.

Babylus's gaze bypassed Amamiya Rin, revealing a troubled expression.

"My colleague also does business here, and since I can't serve his guests, I'll have to let him have them, but..."

Babyrus's mouth stretched almost to his ears, his smile utterly ferocious.

"Even if you're the only one left, that's enough. You alone are worth all of them."

"besides?"

Amamiya Rin immediately thought of the ice cream truck owner, who was equally unfathomable and gave him the same intuition that something was amiss.

His luck is just too bad! He finally had some time to rest, and then he ran into two demons at once!

Amamiya Rin immediately had the idea of ​​backing out.

Of course, it wasn't to escape, but to go out and stop another demon.

However, will Babyrus let Amamiya Rin leave?

Of course not!

"You think you can just leave easily after you've driven away my other guests?"

Amamiya Rin turned and walked towards the exit.

As soon as he took a step, a strong sense of crisis shot up from the base of his spine to the back of his head, as if someone had pressed an ice pick against his spine.

He instinctively wanted to take a second step, but his foot was only three centimeters off the ground—

"Click."

A crisp cracking sound came from my left knee. It wasn't from an external impact, but rather from an unexpected dislocation of the joint itself at the moment of weight-bearing.

The ligaments relaxed when they should have been taut, the patella slipped off its intended precise bite, the cartilage surfaces rubbed against each other and shattered, and Amamiya Rin's left leg buckled, causing her body to fall forward.

In a fraction of a second, his right hand braced against the ground, his palm slamming into the concrete with a dull thud. Using the momentum, he flipped to the side, his right leg arcing through the air before landing steadily two meters away.

The pain in my left knee was real.

He glanced down and saw that his trousers were not torn and his skin was not injured, but the inside of his knee was swollen and there was a faint cracking sound with each bend.

Amamiya Rin took a deep breath and adjusted her breathing to the rhythm of the Crimson Lotus Breathing Technique. The regenerative ability of Tomie cells in her body began to operate, the shattered cartilage regenerated, and the misaligned bones were pulled back into place by the muscles.

The whole process took only two or three seconds, and the pain subsided by more than half.

He looked up at Babirus.

Babyrus stood there, a half-smile playing on his lips, tilting his head as he looked at him like he was looking at a rat locked in a cage.

"Guest, are you leaving before you've even experienced our services?"

Babirus's voice carried a sinister undertone, accompanied by an ever-present sense of crisis.

With Amamiya Rin's strength, even if he were walking on an open ground and knives suddenly fell from the sky, they wouldn't be able to break through his defenses. However, standing here, Amamiya Rin's intuition warned him that danger was everywhere around him.