We agreed to be in a band for life, what the heck is Dragon Raja?

He simply did not believe that within the territory of Shikatri Town, apart from his older brother Genji, there was any other half-blood who could compare to him.

Moreover, he didn't actually want to waste too much time on the executive bureau agents stationed there.

But the thought of seeing Genji was too exciting for Kazama Ruri, so while patrolling the surroundings, she killed a few half-bloods to calm herself down.

"Brother... I'll find you first."

“Since there are agents from the Enforcement Bureau here, you must be here too…”

"Weren't we supposed to meet on this day? Why haven't I found you yet?"

Kazama Ruri murmured.

"Could it be... that you're here?"

His gaze drifted into the distance, where the shrine of Shikari Town was shrouded in mist and rain.

"strangeness……"

Kazama Ruri thought her brother would be waiting for her at the dry well or in the basement of the school they used to go to when they were young, but she went to both places and did not see Genji.

"Why...don't you dare to come out and see me openly and honestly?"

Kazama Ruri said with some self-pity.

He flashed away, holding a bamboo umbrella, and sped off into the distance.

……

the other side,

Shikatori Shrine,

Genjiro stood outside the shrine, holding an umbrella, silently gazing at the desolate and dilapidated scene.

The wooden pillars of the temple were cracked, and moss climbed up the fissures. Rain dripped from the dilapidated eaves, accumulating into a puddle of muddy water. The once-prosperous Shikatori Shrine was now nothing but ashes and the sound of the wind.

Yuan Zhisheng raised his hand, his fingertips tracing the mottled wooden plaque on which were written the words 'White Deer God'.

The writing was blurred, and rainwater flowed down the wooden sign, as if it were crying in the wind.

He stopped and his gaze fell on the stone statue in front of the door.

The stone statue was in a dilapidated state, with half of its face broken off, leaving only a gentle half of its expression.

This is the founder of Shikatori Shrine, Hakuga-onna. Legend has it that on the day the shrine was completed, Hakuga-onna stepped into a bonfire and blessed the town with ten generations of peace. To commemorate her, the local residents built her statue at the entrance of the shrine.

And now... perhaps ten lifetimes is too short, the town has lost its former glory. Raindrops patter on the stone statue's shoulders, as if brushing away the dust, yet only making it appear more desolate.

Yuan Zhisheng watched quietly, recalling scenes from several years ago.

It was a summer day filled with the chirping of cicadas. The younger brother, Yuan Zhinü, was just a boy, kneeling before the shrine with his hands clasped together and his eyes serious.

"In the future... can I become a palace priest?"

“If you can persevere in your cultivation, you will eventually succeed.”

The old priest stood smiling to the side, his white hair giving him a spirited air.

The old priest had high hopes for Minamoto no Wakome to inherit the shrine, but Wakome died... After his death, no one has been able to inherit the Shikatori Shrine.

After a major earthquake struck, the residents of Shikatori town were either killed or scattered, and the shrine lost its former glory.

Yuan Zhisheng squinted, his breath carrying the damp chill of the rain.

He let out a soft breath, pressing this heavy memory deep in his heart.

In Genjiro's mind, he had already killed Genjiro and buried her in that well.

But he only learned yesterday that his brother was not dead... and had returned from hell.

The reason he chose to wait here was because this shrine reminded him of the scene when he stumbled upon the serial murder case.

Only in this way can he remember the fact that his younger brother from the past no longer exists.

Only in this way can he ensure that he will not be soft-hearted during battle.

Genji looked up again, gazed deeply at the shrine, then put away his umbrella and slowly stepped into the shrine.

…………

…………

"This is Shikari Town?"

Nanon Ugetsu was somewhat surprised.

Due to the shrine's decline and the earthquake, the place is now almost uninhabited.

Some of the rubble from the earthquake still remains in place, and the exterior walls of several surviving buildings are cracked, as if they were torn apart by some giant beast, exposing broken steel bars.

He strolled inside. The entire town was overgrown with weeds, and the torrential rain made it even more damp and muddy, with the air filled with the smell of old dust mixed with rainwater.

"It was just an earthquake... and a few years later, the town looked like this. If you didn't know better, you'd think it had been bombed by a missile."

Nan Yun Yu Yue sighed.

Now that he had ventured deep into the town, he focused his mind on the feedback from the 'precepts'.

An invisible wave spread out from his body, enveloping the streets, ruins, and everything around him in this area.

In an instant, countless details flooded my mind.

The sounds of rats scurrying through the ruins, the trails of rainwater flowing under the tin shed, the locations of the Sheqi Eight Families' executive bureau agents... none of these escaped his detection.

"Take it slow...don't alert them."

Ordinary executive officers had no idea that they were already under the shroud of 'commandments'.

However, both Genjiro and Genjiro possessed 'royal blood' flowing through their veins, the most superior bloodline in the world, whose mysteries no one could fully comprehend.

Nan Yun Yuyue was also worried that the two might have some special means of sensing and detecting, so she only slowly probed in all directions.

Dry wells, schools, ruins...

Under the cover of 'Candlelight', Nan Yun Yuyue probed the location of the two brothers who had always longed for each other.

Time passes minute by minute.

Not long after, Nan Yun Yu Yue's heart stirred.

"found it."

"It turns out to be here."

Within the 'vision' of 'Discipline', in that desolate and dilapidated shrine, there was a figure he had seen not long ago at the Live House RiNG.

"Waiting at the shrine... There are no other Execution Bureau agents around."

“That’s right. With Kazama Ruri’s strength, apart from Genjiro, the others would probably just be easy prey and would only cause more damage.”

Nan Yun Yu Yue Xin Dao.

He concealed his aura, as if his entire being were swallowed by the rain, and gradually approached the Shikatori Shrine.

…………

now,

Deep within the ruins, rainwater flows down from the broken eaves, forming a small stream.

Ruri Kazama, holding a bamboo umbrella, moved forward at top speed.

His shoes splashed water everywhere, like lightning in the rain.

"Ah……"

His gaze was fixed on the direction of the shrine, his eyes revealing excitement mixed with a hint of coldness.

With a snap, Kazama Ruri folded her bamboo umbrella and leaped into the air, heading straight for the shrine.

Raindrops pattered on his face, but he didn't seem to care at all; instead, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Brother, are you there?"

Kazama Ruri almost burst into laughter, but he managed to stop himself.

At this moment, his heart was filled with indescribable excitement, so much so that the color in his eyes was somewhat unstable.

Snapped!

Ruri Kazama stepped onto the ground.

He made no attempt to conceal his aura; at times he resembled a raging blade, and at other times a peerless actor about to take the stage.

Ferocity, hatred, sorrow, longing... all sorts of auras flowed around him.

next moment,

Ruri Kazama pushed open the half-closed door of the shrine.

……

"coming!"

Nan Yun Yu Yue's eyes narrowed.

Within the 'Discipline's' perspective, Kazama Ruri had already entered the shrine where Genji was located.

"As expected... I posted on the Hunter x Hunter website using Genji's voice, and he definitely couldn't sit still."

"This fishing trip was more successful than ever before."

"The question is, can Genjiro... beat Kazama Ruri in her current form?"

He felt a vague sense of unease.

Kazama Ruri also possesses 'royal blood,' and his bloodline purity is even higher than that of Genjiro. In addition, his Word of Power is the unpredictable 'Dream Eater,' making it difficult to predict who would win in a fight.

"I am the biggest variable in this brotherhood meeting."

"Furthermore, Genjiro did not place any Executive Bureau agents near the shrine; he simply had the town of Shikatori sealed off. There must be a plan behind this."

Nanyun Yuyue's thoughts drifted.

"However... I also need to make sure that this executive director doesn't get caught off guard and dies at the hands of Kazama Ruri."

"After all, the personality he currently possesses is Kazama Ruri, not the one who trusts her older brother, Genji."

The 'precepts' slowly extended and permeated the entire area of ​​the shrine.

Nan Yun Yuyue suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, I posted on the Hunter website under a fake nickname and caused such a big commotion. There should be one person who hates me the most—Herzog."

"By allowing the two Gen brothers to meet ahead of schedule, it is clear that this has completely ruined Dr. Herzog's plans."

"This veteran actor, who is ranked number one in Japan and plays two roles, 'Tachibana Masamune,' the head of the Snake Clan, and 'Osho,' the Demon King, will definitely be frantically searching for this 'ZONE' to find out who is behind it."

"And most surprisingly, he actually dared to let things continue like this, and didn't stop the two from meeting,"

"Now both of the Minamoto brothers have gathered in Shikatori Town... I wonder what he's plotting behind the scenes."

A few traces of worry quietly crossed Nan Yun Yu Yue's heart.

"None of the demons under the command of the Demon Clan came to Shikatori Town with Kazama Ruri... They were far too confident in his strength."

Nan Yunyuyue gathered her thoughts.

A slight fluctuation emanated from the 'precepts'.

"Just a few more steps and we'll meet... I'm so excited."

Chapter 196 The Yuan Brothers Meet (Part 2)

Step—step—step

The old wooden door trembled slightly, creaking in the rain.

Ruri Kazama stepped into the shrine with an umbrella, looking up at the familiar yet unfamiliar hall.

"Ha...has it really come to this?"

His gaze slowly swept across the scene inside the shrine.

The shrine's interior has lost its former glory; the wooden pillars are cracked, and tattered talismans hang from the beams. Rainwater drips from holes in the roof, forming puddles on the floor.