My daughters were lying unconsciously on the ground. And Kuro was standing in front of them, intimidatingly scary, facing a group of what I presumed the enemy. They had a collar and chain on their hands, and just by looking at it was enough for me to read the whole thing. They were going to capture my kids and sell them as slaves. I saw some of them sold at the corner of the town, caged inside an iron cell.. with that chain on their neck, hands and legs. I want to free them but that completely disrupted the whole system of this town..

Though.. it sounds like I'm making excuses..

The audicity of them!!! and I almost, almost let them go through that! I want to shred them into pieces with my own bare hands.

"come again?" Kuro's voice echoed around the alley. "did I just hear that you are going to sell MY DAUGHTERS, THE SHOA TRIBES as a slave?" he asked jovially, but the underlying chill was no mistake. He was pissed.

"i don't give a fuck about your tribes. He's just one person, there are thirty eight of us here. Let's kill him and get our money bag" incite the leader. He charged forward with a big longsword and swung it to Kuro direction. Kuro lift a finger, and touch the blade, before it crumbled to pieces.

If one think logically, that finger would already be cut by now. But no. Instead, it was the opposite of way. The whole blade becomes millions of tiny specks of dust. And he didn't even wait for the enemy to completely comprehend the situation he's in, before he grab the leader's face, and tore out his face skin. It was surreal and cruel. The man backed away and screamed out loud, holding his face. His whole body shaking and as he turn around and letting his men to see his face, they all paled and start backing away. His face was left with muscles and weirdly, I had a time to revise my previous anatomy knowledge.

"orbicularis oculi, masseter, nasalis, orbicularis oris, bucinnator, frontalis, zygomaticus major… uwww… nasty there's some skin left covering the mentalis muscle." I muttered.

Kuro clicked his tongue and red mist wrapped around the leader and his men. The mist slowly pulling the nails one by one.. from nails, to his fingers, toes, arm, teeth… tongue and he was screaming in pain non-stop. His men couldn't get away and had to bear witness of their leader's gory and tortuously slow death.

They knew, that will be their fate too.

"it seems I need to remind people from time to time, why they shouldn't mess with SHOA." some of the men peed the moment the red mist, stabbed inside the leader's eye and taking it out. Before finally, tore in a half and blood splatter around the alley.

"for those who dream to cross me or my own again, I will find you even if you're hiding in a worm hole, and make sure you regret of touching what is mine."

I don't understand why he's wasting his breath of telling that to those who will be soon a dead cadaver. Then I saw all the windows around the building, though in a glace look as if it was closed, it was actually cracked open a little bit. And I bet there are people spying through it.

The mist rushed around the man, like a tornado and in a blink of a moment the whole alley was painted with wet, red paint. Blood of thirty eight men, down in just few minutes. Kuro turned around and took both of my daughters in his arms before vanishing in to thin air.

"had fun watching the show, darling?" a voice behind me, almost made me jump from the thirty feet building.

Holy shit!

The vanishing husband seems to appear behind me, scaring the shit out of me. He was still holding my daughters in both of his arms with ease. They were still unconscious.

"how did you know I was here, wait.. you knew?"

"Oh… I was testing you. Whether you would stay or not.. whether you trust me or not." that made looked away. It's not like I don't trust him.. I just feel like I need to do something myself.

"and your verdict?"

"you're a good mother" that made my face grew hot.

"H-How is Ailee and Miya? Why they aren't waking up?"

"they put them under hypnosis. It'll soon fade, don't worry. I think this is enough for today. Let's go back to the inn."

I nodded and hold out my hand to take them. Instead, I was grabbed and we travelled with the annoyingly, puke-inducing, skill.

We reach in front of the inn, appearing suddenly and scared the shit out of the passerby. I gave them my condolences. I know how they feel and I want to puke again… just you wait, my dearest husband…