I'm having fun in Tokyo

The boy was somewhat dissatisfied, but he obediently moved a little further away from Yumiko, only daring to put his paw against her neck.

"How is Uncle Takenaka?"

Yoshimitsu Odajima glanced at his wife, making sure the black-haired boy made no further moves, then looked at Nishino at the entrance to the living room and the old man's body at his feet.

"What do you say?"

Nishino looked at him and sighed.

But before Yoshimitsu Odajima could answer, he shook his head, seemingly somewhat disappointed.

“He has some divine power, and it’s very difficult for me to subdue him.”

"Moreover, he was asking for help at the time, and in order not to get in his way, I had no choice but to kill him."

"you!"

Damn bastard!

Odajima Yoshimitsu's eyes widened, and he gripped the knife in his hand tightly.

Uncle Takenaka was a good friend of my father, and he continued to take care of the family after my father passed away. When we went to the shrine to pray, he would ask Uncle Takenaka to stay and talk to us.

Even though something happened this time, they were willing to come and help in the middle of the night.

He never expected that asking Uncle Takenaka for help would actually harm the other party.

He had just taken a step forward when he suddenly heard Yumiko cry out in pain.

He glanced at his wife out of the corner of his eye and saw that the black-haired boy's claws had scratched her skin, and blood was flowing down, staining her nightgown red.

"If you don't want her to get hurt, please put down your knife, Mr. Odajima."

Nishino looked at him and finally spoke.

Yoshimitsu Odajima took a deep breath.

"What would happen if I put down the knife?"

"If you put down the knife, I will only kill you and guarantee the safety of your family..."

"I do not believe!"

Odajima Yoshimitsu glared at Nishino, his jaw clenched, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the black-haired boy beside his wife.

“This guy has designs on my wife. I can’t entrust her safety to you just because of your word.”

Nishino's gaze also swept over the black-haired boy next to Yumiko, and he frowned.

He suddenly thought he might as well just kill this guy.

Sensing Nishino's gaze, the black-haired boy felt a hint of anger.

"Nishino, what are you trying to do!?"

"It's nothing, I just find you a bit of an eyesore."

"Hmph, an eyesore? You can't kill me without a reason; the lady won't allow it."

The black-haired boy turned his gaze to Yoshimitsu Odajima.

Chapter 152 A Belated Decision

"Besides, I've had enough of playing along with your act!"

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't put down the knife."

"I'll kill him!"

He released Yumiko, knocked her unconscious, pushed her aside, walked to Yoshimitsu Odajima, and extended sharp claws from his hands.

"The acting he's talking about isn't what I just said, but the thing about when we met before, when he tricked you into coming into the courtyard."

Nishino offered an explanation to Yoshimitsu Odajima while taking a few steps back.

Yoshimitsu Odajima shook his head.

"Who would believe something like that? You're all in cahoots!"

He turned to look at the black-haired boy, then at Nishino.

In fact, he knew in his heart that this young man named Nishino was different from this black-haired boy.

The other party might actually keep their promise.

But this black-haired boy might not be so.

I can die, but I must kill this guy.

Yoshimitsu Odajima gripped his sword tightly and assumed a fighting stance.

"Ha, just a lowly human being, does it really think it can resist?"

The black-haired boy stared disdainfully at the knife in Yoshimitsu Odajima's hand.

He lowered his body, took a side step and rushed forward, his sharp claws aimed straight for Yoshimitsu Odajima's throat.

Odajima Yoshimitsu dodged to the side, deflected the claw with a slash, took a step forward, and swiftly brought down a slash.

This move is called "Slice Down," a common technique in Ittō-ryū. It emphasizes countering an enemy's attack at close range by deflecting their weight, shifting their attack line, and launching a counterattack.

After all, he had studied kendo with his father for so long.

Although he couldn't obtain the full mastery of the art, he wasn't completely ignorant; he knew all the techniques of the Odajima Itto-ryu style by heart.

This guy is fast, but not to the level of his father. He used to be beaten by his father every day and was used to his father's speed.

"whispering sound."

The black-haired boy managed to dodge a fatal blow, but a large gash was slashed open on his shoulder, from which dark green blood flowed continuously.

He glared at Yoshimitsu Odajima with hatred.

"Well done, human. You've got some skills."

"You deserve my name."

"My name is Matsusuke, and I am a noble cat demon. Now I'm going to get serious."

The monster named Matsusuke took two steps back, clutched his shoulder, and black mist surged from his hands, transforming into cat claws. His feet also broke through his shoes, revealing sharp claws.

A tail also appeared behind him, drooping slightly.

However, compared to Nishino's two tails, his only tail is one, and its fur is far less beautiful than Nishino's.

"Suffer to death!"

Matsusuke charged up again, but this time he jumped onto the wall, used the ceiling as leverage, and swooped down.

Yoshimitsu Odajima's eyes widened.

He slashed upwards with his sword while taking two steps back, barely managing to catch Matsusuke's sharp claws.

But the next second, Matsusuke changed his position in mid-air, his claws slammed down, and he was kicked against the living room wall, falling down the wall and landing on the floor.

He felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if someone were squeezing and twisting his intestines, his mouth was filled with acid, and his vision went black.

"Human, if I hadn't held back, that kick would have ripped your stomach open."

"But don't worry, because of your disrespect just now, I've decided to play you to death and show you what it means to be terrifying."

"After all, because of you, you bastard, I got a good scolding from the adults."

Matsusuke grinned menacingly, revealing his sharp teeth.

Yoshimitsu Odajima took a deep breath and stood up, leaning on his sword.

He barely endured the pain and positioned his leading hand for the "cutting down".

Kill it! It must be killed!

Otherwise, Yumiko would definitely have been harmed, and so would Katsura.

Although the monster named Nishino made a promise, he was unwilling to place his hopes on someone else.

He roared and charged forward to strike.

Matsusuke swayed and jumped onto the living room table, kicking all the bowls and plates on the table in front of Yoshimitsu Odajima.

Odajima Yoshimitsu swung his sword and chopped down the bowls and plates.

A bowl shattered at one corner, bounced over, and instantly cut his forehead, drawing bright red blood that trickled down his brow, casting a bloody hue over his vision.

"You're too slow, human!"

With a disdainful snort, Matsusuke was already in front of him, his cat paw slapping his chest and sending him flying again.

Yoshimitsu Odajima slammed onto the sofa, clutching his chest, feeling a tightness in his chest and a tearing pain.

He let go and realized his hands were covered in blood. Matsusuke's claws had torn his clothes, leaving four claw marks.

He gritted his teeth, leaned on his knife again, and stood up.

But then everything went black, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Not so soon?"

"As expected, humans are just inferior creatures."

Matsusuke grinned, and his tail stood straight up.

"Don't worry, after I kill you, I'll enjoy that beautiful older sister."

"As for that guy over there, he considers his mission complete as long as you're dead, so he probably won't care what I do next..."

“I won’t let you do that, Matsusuke.”

Nishino walked over and glared at him.

Matsuke grinned at Nishino, then looked back at Yoshimitsu Odajima, only to find that he had already stood up, leaning on his sword, his arm trembling slightly.

He glared at the two of them, his eyes filled with a heart-wrenching determination.

"What's up with him?"

Matsusuke instinctively extended his claws, took a step forward, and tried to rip out his heart.

"do not move."

Nishino pressed down on Matsusuke's shoulder.

Seeing that Matsuke still wanted to move forward, Nishino extended his claws, which were sharper and longer than Matsuke's, gleaming with a chilling light.

"Unless you want to die right now."

......

Yoshimitsu Odajima is not a good person.

He himself was well aware of this.

From childhood to adulthood, he has never been able to keep up with other people's pace.

Among those who studied kendo with him, his progress was the least noticeable.

His father also said many times that he had no talent.

He practiced the "slicing" technique thousands of times before he was able to receive his father's strike for the first time.

His father remained silent for a long time, then put down the knife in his hand and asked him if there was anything else he liked besides swordsmanship.

However, as a young boy, he was obsessed with the legend of his father slaying demons and longed for his father's figure as he taught swordsmanship, so he refused his father's request for him to give up swordsmanship.

The father sighed, patted his head, and chuckled, "If you weren't like me, and didn't have my passion for swordsmanship, I would have thrown you into the Kanda River long ago."

"If you want to learn, then learn. Once you've learned, don't give up."

"I only learned some things at a very old age."

He listened to his father's words and persevered little by little until he was thirty years old, but he still hadn't learned his father's unique sword technique, "Falling Flash".

Among his fellow disciples, three of them learned this move and received permission to pass it on.

Chapter 153 The protagonist always makes his final appearance.