Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Just then, Maya Tachibana reminded them, and the group immediately started watching the live stream again.

"Don't get too close, give others space, but don't give him a chance to breathe!"

Before Sano could even ask, "Are you going to attack one by one or all at once?", Saijo gave the order, showing no regard for martial ethics.

It doesn't matter.

Sano dodged a straight thrust by sidestepping, and was just about to finish off one of them with a swift counterattack.

The defensive reinforcements and the offensive attack arrived simultaneously.

In this situation, even Sano had no choice but to give up his aggressive attack and instead focus on defense and dodging the Yoshitsune disciples around him.

Just like that GIF circulating online from a past life, where three people each had a sledgehammer and took turns hammering nails, their teamwork was impeccable. They attacked one wave after another, often retreating after a single strike, regardless of whether it was effective or not.

This will make way for the teammates behind them who are responsible for the next round of attacks.

Further back, there were those who were specifically responsible for cleaning up the mess left by the Yoshitsune-ryu disciples who attacked in their turn. As long as Sano dared to pursue, he would face defense and attack that were waiting in advance, which made each round of attacks by the Yoshitsune-ryu disciples...

You can do whatever you want without worrying about anything else.

"call out!"

Sano raised his sword and deflected a stray arrow fired by someone... This is not good. I thought it would be a crushing victory, but how did we end up getting bogged down?

That's a bit embarrassing.

With a slight furrow in his brow, Sano pondered how to break the deadlock.

Conan and the others, who were watching from the sidelines, probably noticed this after a few minutes. However, unlike Sano, they did not think that Kurosawa was too weak because of this.

in contrast.

Compared to experiencing it firsthand, observing it allows one to better appreciate the strength of the Yoshitsune school members in both teamwork and individual skill.

Even in such a situation, he remained completely at ease, maintaining an impenetrable defense.

Doesn't that make Kurosawa Blade seem stronger?

Especially considering that this guy doesn't have sight... Of course, it's also possible that it's precisely because he doesn't have sight that he's so powerful?

What exactly is "mind's eye"?

"Move aside, I'll do it!"

Logically speaking, even if the Yoshitsune school couldn't break through after a long time, there was no need to rush.

After all, the physical exertion of Sano fighting against multiple opponents cannot be ignored.

What is guarded against for too long will eventually be lost.

Of course, this does not refer to the spiritual aspect.

Sano now fully understands the function of the Mind's Eye and what level it can reach.

To foresee.

That's right. The key point is not that he can grasp the situation around him even without seeing, but that Sano can foresee the enemy... not just the enemy, but everything around him and the changes that are about to happen.

Hmm, it's probably not much different from Observation Haki.

This allows Sano to prepare a response in advance.

This is a completely different advantage from the first-mover advantage brought by high flexibility.

Perhaps when his stamina is exhausted, Sano's movements may not be able to keep up.

But as long as you are mindful, you can definitely keep up mentally, and there is no such thing as making a mistake.

Well, Saijo probably knew this, or perhaps he simply felt it was a bit embarrassing to have failed to succeed after so many rounds with such a numerical advantage. Finally, he dismissed his disciples and stepped forward himself.

"Clang!"

Despite Saijo's sudden attack, Sano remained calm and unhurried, his movements perfectly timed to block the attack before it arrived.

"Shh!"

Ok?

Sano, who had sensed Saijo's second-hand preparations through his inner eye, simply tilted his head and dodged the short sword in Saijo's other hand. No, wait.

Should it be called a short sword?

There are quite a few types of knives in Japan... It wouldn't be wrong to call them short knives.

The key is.

After Saijo's sneak attack failed, he surprisingly did not put down the second sword.

In other words, this guy felt he had an advantage with two knives.

Sano naturally didn't think that this Yoshitsune-ryu leader would be like those clueless newbies who believed that the more weapons they had, the stronger they were. He was more likely someone who had specifically trained with a left-handed sword, also known as dual-wielding.

"That's interesting."

"...Heh, you better watch out. My little katana is coated with a deadly poison that kills on contact with blood. If you get even a scratch, you're done for."

Upon hearing this, Sano unconsciously conjured up an image of Saijo licking his knife with a wicked grin in his mind.

...Is this the power of demons and monsters?

After secretly shaking his head, Sano smirked and said, "No wonder your swordsmanship is so bad, using such a filthy weapon."

"Dirty weapons?"

Saijo also smirked, looked at the black sword in Sano's hand, and said, "You should be the one saying that. What kind of wood is that sword made of? It can't even cut through anything. Even if you were using an ordinary iron sword, I probably wouldn't even need a kodachi. You're the one who got the better weapon."

...cut the knife in half with the knife.

This kind of thing often happens in novels and movies, but according to Sano's limited memory, if he remembers correctly, a certain science blogger seems to have mentioned it.

That's impossible.

But earlier, Saijo had cut the sword in Hattori Heiji's hand.

Cut iron.

Whether it's fact or rumor, there might be a difference in quality between Saijo's and Hattori Heiji's swords, but Sano is more inclined to believe it.

Saijo's skills were exceptionally high.

...That's how you make yourself seem more awesome, isn't it?

Sano raised his hand to touch the band around his eye. Saijo's sneak attack had torn off half of the bandage, and it was about time to end it.

After some skillful maneuvering, it was discovered that Sano was basically a very difficult character to defeat.

I've decided to go for the cheat code.

Sano tugged at the blindfold, and Sano's bright red eyes opened.

I don't know if it's just my imagination.

Conan always felt that those red eyes seemed to be getting redder and redder.

A second later, it had reached a red glow, and its pupils had transformed into beast-like vertical pupils—the true symbol of the Black Organization.

That's it, this guy is definitely the one in black!

...The only problem might be that this person's eyes seem to be able to see?

Conan's lips twitched involuntarily.

Although some blind people have eyes that look no different from those of sighted people.

But who is Conan?

detective!

Based on the focal length of his pupils alone, Conan was certain that this person could see!

In other words.

Black Fox has lied to himself again!

nice guy?

A mute?

blind?

Go ahead and fool me!

Just as Conan was feeling angry, an invisible pressure crept onto his shoulders the next second.

The black blade's intent, combined with the killing mode, and then the beast's eye.

The combined boost of 500 to the aura attribute made the surrounding air appear crimson, like blood, so thick that it was hard to breathe.

This should belong to a temple, a symbol of peace.

Although the atmosphere of peace had long since vanished after the fighting, at least the appearance remained. Now, with the corpses and blood on the ground as a backdrop, it even gave people the illusion that they were not in a temple, but on a battlefield. The number of corpses increased, until they were strewn all over the place, and the area of ​​blood was getting bigger and bigger, until it was like a river. In the center of the battlefield, which was filled with the aura of death, there was only one person.

His entire body was black, resembling thick, dried blood.

He was the only one to survive on the battlefield by virtue of his strength, and he wiped out the enemy.

A wicked general.

God of Slaughter.

The long knife in his hand, though merely hanging there, seemed to be directly across his own neck... He would die, he would be killed, if he dared to move even a little.

I'll definitely be killed!

The disciples of the Yoshitsune school were all stiff and dared not move an inch.

"...Aaaaaaah!!!"

At that moment, Saijo roared.

Sano wasn't sure if this guy's willpower was high enough that he wasn't completely suppressed, or if it was simply because his personality and temperament were different from ordinary people, so he acted differently from others when he was about to collapse.

Anyway, he charged at Sano with his twin swords raised.

To this, Sano simply waved his black sword lightly, revealing two swords, one long and one short.

It broke completely in two.