Editing Mushi Uta:Volume 11 Chapter 4 (section)

== 4.07 Daisuke The Last ==

In the world dyed by the darkness called despair, a drop of light was born.

This dew slowly dripped down into the bottomless darkness.

The shining surface reflected someone’s face.

''—Don’t give up on your dream.

''Drip.

The bottom of the darkness was struck by the glowing dew.

A glowing puddle was born, split into many lines, and became cracks running through the darkness—

The sound of something hard being struck echoed.

“—!”

Daisuke opened his eyes. Noticing he was collapsed atop the debris, he hurriedly raised his body.

As he looked around him, he saw the other SEPB combatants rising just like him. Mushibane were the same.

“What…? What was I…?”

Shaking his head, he recalled what happened to him.

He led the front of the Mushitsuki and found Shinpu’s original body.

However, what Daisuke defeated was a mere decoy—

“…!”

Recalling what happened exactly before that, he turned back.

There was the form of a girl wearing a crown and a thick cloak. She opened her mouth wide, raising her voice in despair with screams of a shrill soprano voice.

She was floating inside a miasma as red as blood while her hair was fanned by the wind.

“Shiika—”

There were no traces of Anmoto Shiika in this screaming girl.

Right, that transformed girl had supposedly annihilated Daisuke and the rest. No one could resist the blizzard that destroyed all, and they all became lumps of meat—

“So it was an illusion—”

Someone was facing against Shinpu.

It was a boy shouldering a familiar hockey stick.

“I heard the SEPB’s got the strongest warrior, though.”

Still glaring at Shinpu, the boy spoke. Receiving the blowing red miasma, his jumper was fanned to the side. His handsome face had the color of anger.

“Looks like they’re not here, though. Can’t be among those who were annihilated by this child’s play.”

Annihilation—

He really did believe this result.

Until now this would never happen to Daisuke.

Even so, he was taken in by the illusion weaved by Shinpu—

Shiika was taken from him.

His biggest and lone weakness was targeted.

He’d been prepared for a mental attack, but never thought that Shinpu would use a decoy and then choose the perfect target to tip the scales between Daisuke and Shiika.

“I was caught in a trap…? Shinpu… did something so human—”

“Weren’t you aware how disgusting Shinpu was? —Still, something’s odd about him. For an instant his power grew so weak I was able to break his domain.”

Apparently he was saved by this boy. He grinned.

“Maybe he’d lowered his guard ‘cause the SEPB and Mushibane weren’t much of a challenge?”

“Does thou stand in my way…? O child of mine…”

The shrill soprano scream overlapped with this hoarse voice. While screaming, his body shivered and surged with the red miasma.

“Stop calling me your child, that’s super creepy.”

A large swarm of orange Autumn Darters flew out from this hockey stick-wielding boy.

“I’m Shiohara Shachito. —Shihidou Inuko’s boyfriend. Do take my name as souvenir when you go back to hell.”

The SEPB Mushitsuki all startled and looked at the boy calling himself Shachito.

Shishidou Inuko was a girl who served as a combat instructor in the SEPB. Among those here, Yotsuba, Tamamo, Yakugami, Sakura and other high-ranking Mushitsuki, including Haji Senri, were the students of the deceased Inuko.

“Wanko’s…”

Daisuke had met Shachito once before.

It was only for a brief moment, so in the end he couldn’t tell who he was.

But he could finally understand.

Well, him being her boyfriend was dubious, but even so—this boy was probably her last disciple. The unmistakable form of Inuko’s hockey stick served as proof for that.

''—Those I’ve raised will one day fight alongside you.

His comrade in arms Inuko once told him that.

Her words were filled with such conviction as if she could see the future.

''—I won’t allow you to monopolize all the fights to yourself anymore.

That was a prophecy.

The power of the new generation she spoke of had certain grown.

Right now, these were beside Daisuke in this decisive battle—

“It’s… no longer just my battle—”

He did nothing but fight and was trying to defeat the Original Three only to fulfill his promise to Shiika.

However, during that road he shouldered many burdens, had many things entrusted to him and the fight turned larger.

Daisuke was saved by the appearance of his unforgettable comrades in arms—

After the nightmare of an annihilation, many Mushitsuki stood with him now.

It was different from the past, where Daisuke would remain alone after every decisive fight.

—''There’d definitely be a time where you couldn’t win alone.

His deceased friend’s will broke his pride and calmed his head.

“—SEPB!!!”

Daisuke wrung out a voice from the pit of his stomach.

The Mushitsuki who only just woke up from the illusion all raised their voices.

The checkered beetle landed on Daisuke’s shoulder. Its body split, became a glowing green pattern and fused with Daisuke.

“Shinpu—can’t use Fuyuhotaru’s powers!”

The combatants all clamored.

Daisuke looked up at the sky.

The Castle was incomparably larger than the Church—but that image vanished at some point.

“You’ve only controlled corpses this far, so you have your arms full with that girl. Right, Shinpu?”

He glared at Shinpu screaming and shuddering.

If he really used Shiika’s ability, he should have been able to wipe them all out.

However, Shinpu used a mental attack.

Why was that?

It meant—

“Thou all need to kneel… in front of thy King…”

A screaming voice and a hoarse voice.

Shinpu emitting two voices served as proof he still didn’t have Shiika under control yet.

“It’s because Fuyuhotaru’s still alive and resisting you.”

Shiika.

That girl, who was stronger than anyone.

Right now, she was fighting with Shinpu—

“Fix your formation! Seal Shinpu’s movements!”

At Daisuke’s order, the combatants of the SEPB all answered with a ground-raising voice.

“Namie! Leaving you in command of that side is fine, right!”

“Are you going to kill Fuyuhotaru, Kakkou?!”

Namie, member of Mushibane, shouted. Until last year she acted in a leading role under the East Central Branch, so she should be able to keep Mushibane united in Shiika’s stead.

“No!”

Daisuke and Shachito’s voice overlapped.

“If we hurt her body more than necessary, Fuyuhotaru might lose and become under Shinpu’s control. If that happens, he’ll probably steal her ability.”

“Oh, you sure are rational about this. I haven’t ever seen it, but everyone here being so scared of it means she’s quite something, eh?”

Daisuke and Shachito exchanged glances.

“If Fuyuhotaru becomes our enemy—I’ll beat her.”

“Okay. Meaning, if we get her back—this’s our victory.”

Exactly so.

That was why Shinpu had aimed not for Daisuke, but for Shiika.

“Focus on sealing his movements! If we do that—”

Daisuke strained his voice loud, glaring at Shinpu.

The combatants instantly followed his orders, readying themselves around Shinpu.

—Or so they should have.

However, everyone could do nothing but look at the crowned girl.

Smoothly and quickly.

There was nothing there anymore but a slight afterimage of the red miasma as it stretched a certain direction.

And then.

The form of the girl opening her mouth wide appeared floating right before Daisuke’s nose.

“Gah—”

With her whole body shaking and raising a shrill shout of agony, the girl’s hand buried itself into the pit of Daisuke’s stomach. The gushing red miasma stabbed Daisuke’s entire body and rampaged, trying to tear him apart.

He didn’t intend to lower his guard.

Shinpu’s movements were too weird.

Since he had Shiika’s physical body, it wasn’t like he turned his body to miasma and teleported around. It also wasn’t speed beyond the human eye.

Shinpu’s movements weaved between the gaps in humans. Since it floated within the miasma, it was impossible to read leg movements.

He would aim for the gaps in people’s hearts.

That was what Shinpu did best.

“…!”

If his body hadn’t been strengthened by his SEPB coat and the fusion with his Mushi, his stomach would’ve probably been gouged out. Daisuke’s body pounded against the ground, rebounded on the debris and blew away.

“Repent for thy sins…”

After eliminating Daisuke, Shinpu howled to the sky.

Trying to permeate the asphalt, a large number of caterpillars gushed out. These leapt high in the sky, then started falling down the combatants’ heads like rain.

“Halensis!”

Namie shouted.

One of Mushibane’s members, a long-haired black hair girl, reached toward the sky. The dung beetle on her fingertip swelled like a balloon.

Becoming large enough to cover the sky in an instant, the dung beetle opened its rubbery mouthpart. It swallowed all of the caterpillars and condensed them.

“I can’t eat… this much at once!”

“…! Shinpu is…!”

Everyone gasped at the hairband boy’s voice.

While their attention was caught by the caterpillars, the crown and cloak vanished.

“Over there!”

The SEPB combatants pointed on top of a building where only steel frames remained.

There they could see Shinpu shouting as though in song.

The Mushitsuki’s combined attack aimed for Shinpu. The storm of long-ranged attacks swallowed the girl along with the building.

“No…! Behind!”

All combatants turned to the completely opposite direction.

Riding the red miasma, the girl grabbed the necks of two combatants. They were swallowed by the miasma and fell powerless, hanging from her arms.

“Help—”

A shriek came from another angle.

Even there were combatants grabbed by Shinpu, swallowed by the red miasma and collapsing.

Floating here.

Floating there.

One after another, the combatants found the figure of the crowned Anmoto Shiika in their blind spots.

Soon the battlefield overflowed with screams.

Combatants were being felled by Shinpu who could possess multiple bodies at the same time.

“Is this some sorta whack-a-mole? Sorry, but—”

Orange flashed ran through the chaotic battlefield. He broke through while absorbing the Autumn Darters that came flying out of the debris around.

“The real one’s obvious! Since he emits such a strong forcefield!”

It was Shachito.

The swung hockey stick crushed Shinpu’s head—no, it couldn’t.

The red miasma became an invisible wall and protected the attack before it hit the girl’s head.

“—Hihah.”

Shachito wore a twisted smile.

The hockey stick glowed orange and Shinpu’s body sank into the asphalt. A tremor shook the ground and the girl’s legs pushed from above created a huge cave.

“Isn’t my ability heavy? Stay put for a short while.”

“…Senri! Can you do it?”

Staggering as he raised his body, Daisuke shouted.

Haji Senri knew what she had to do. She used her blind eyes to glare at Shinpu’s main body, forming the shape of a pistol with her thumb and index finger.

Her ability could see through unseen things and fry people’s untouchable interiors—

“Shoot!”

The fire pillar that gushed up with no advance warning engulfed Shinpu.

Swallowed by the fire, Shinpu raised his scream of agony even higher.

The girl’s flesh body rampaging inside the column of flames did not have a single burn on it. However, Senri’s ability should definitely be scorching only Shinpu who was hiding inside her.

“Retreat…”

Shinpu’s miasma swelled.

Flames and the hockey stick were blown away. Shinpu rode the miasma’s flow, weaving his way through the combatants and moving.

Shinpu instantly approached Senri and reached for her throat—

“I won’t let you lay a single finger on her.”

Along with this voice of calm fury, golden lasers rained down.

Heat rays launched by Akatsuki’s mayfly attacked Senri’s surroundings, not leaving a single gap.

Holes were punched into the asphalt and Shinpu’s approach was stopped. He was caught by a single thick laser and broke down.

“I knew it, one shot’s not enough!”

Along with an orange glow, Shachito teleported right next to Shinpu. He swung his hockey stick down again, but as if saying he wasn’t about to fall for it again, Shinpu dodged the attack by leaping into air.

Shachito and Shinpu’s game of tag started.

Shinpu moved around and Shachito teleported after him.

Meanwhile, the other combatants had their hands full fighting the clones. Although these were just clones, the only ones able to oppose them were pretty much only SEPB’s high-ranked Mushitsuki as well as Mushibane’s hairband boy and Namie. Lower ranked members just became prey one after another, collapsing.

“Senri! How many shots do you need until Shinpu weakens?”

At Daisuke’s question, Senri bit her lips. Her sweaty face was wrought with a grimace.

“I shot him with my full power but it didn’t weaken him much…!”

“How many shots!”

“…A lot!”

Hearing Senri’s shout of pain, Daisuke kicked the ground.

If one or two shots didn’t work, he’d attack until they did.

Blocking Shinpu’s speedy advance, Daisuke swung his fist.

However, the green arc cut through air.

Weaving through the attack and coming from behind him, Shinpu kicked Daisuke’s temple.

“Augh…!”

Blown away, Daisuke rolled and hit the other combatants.

“Guh…!”

“Hey, you. You’re a burden right now. Can’t you just stay in place?”

As he raised his body with a grimace, Shachito was next to him.

“Dunno who you are, but why’s a weakling like you leading the SEPB?”

Leaving a sigh, the boy with a hockey stick vanished.

A burden—

Shachito was right.

The price for fighting all these years ate at his body and mind. That heavy coldness dragged his legs like shackles.

“Kaguya, Yakugami, Sakura…! You all need to preserve your powers…!”

While breathing laboriously, he ordered through his goggles.

“No. I’m not about to stop protecting Senri.”

“Haa, you really cause us nothing but trouble.”

“Well, there’s nothing for me to do in the current situation regardless.”

Three opinions of three people came. At least Daisuke’s will was passed, supposedly.

Shinpu’s entire body shook and he raised a scream that pierced the air.

The red miasma blew away all Mushitsuki around, including Shachito. At the feet of both real body and clones there were black puddles of water, and the next moment these dark stains permeated everything around.

Not just the ground.

These dark stains spread even into the sky, and Daisuke and the rest were all assaulted by a sensation like falling.

Caterpillars gushed out of the ground, and a line of white stones—gravestones—appeared one after another.

“This is bad, we’ll get swallowed by his territory…! Namie! Terasu! Yotsuba—”

“Can’t you learn anything!”

Shachito pounded his orange-glowing hockey stick on the ground.

A moment before the ground and sky were both fully dyed, the black stain had a straight crack running through it.

“He really is the boss of Special Types…!”

“Territory Isolation!”

“Healing Punch!”

A common albatross butterfly burning in white glow.

Noise that could scramble one’s mind.

The fist of the red cross girl pounding the ground.

The world about to get engulfed in darkness and gravestones was smashed into smithereens.

“How impudent…”

Accumulating hatred, Diorestoi became much stronger than he was when born.

However, the same went for the Mushitsuki.

Fighting amongst themselves for many years, their Mushi powers were developed, they trained and became stronger.

All in order to keep fighting and surviving—

“Shoot!”

Senri did not miss this opening where his own world was being destroyed.

The erupting flames made Shinpu scream even louder.

However, they weren’t the only ones to use this opening.

“—Gaha!”

A girl wearing a grey coat and the girl with a red cross raised groans of pain at the same time.

North Central Branch Terasu and Central Headquarters Yotsuba. Several Shinpu clones clung to them, and they were both being fully swallowed by the red miasma. They both collapsed and were unmoving.

Using the main body as bait, he defeated two high-ranking combatants at the same time.

The Mushitsuki began being shaken—

“Don’t falter!”

Daisuke barked.

“This is that kind of fight. Only one here—us or the Original Three—can survive.”

They all knew that.

They never had the kind of optimistic thinking that there were would be no victims.

“We’re here to win.”

Here to win.

Before, in battles he would say this, they always ended as huge losses.

Therefore, he faced Shinpu this time to never lose again.

And Daisuke wasn’t the only one to embrace these feelings.

“Shoot!”

Senri piled more attacks.

The ground about to lower was blown back up. Combatants grew excited, eliminating the clones.

“…!”

Daisuke strained his face.

Shinpu’s eyes floating within the flames glared at Daisuke.

The next moment, Shinpu escaped the fire pillar and leapt into Daisuke’s chest.

“…!”

Anmoto Shiika’s slim, small palms stabbed up Daisuke’s chest. Unable to even let out a voice, his legs floated off the ground, and next his head was kicked down by slender feet.

Pounded against the ground, bones raised shrieks from all of Daisuke’s body. Perhaps he hurt his lung, as a spray of blood gushed out of his mouth.

“Kaha!”

“Thou art an eyesore, child of Aria Varei… foolish one who erases fear toward me…”

Whether from Shinpu’s rage, or else Shiika’s rejection at him having struck Daisuke—

The crowned girl repeating the attacks screamed even more shrilly.

“You ignoring me? How cold!”

“Shoot!”

Shachito’s teleporting hockey stick sealed Shinpu’s movements and Senri’s flames attacked him.

However, Shinpu’s attacks did not stop. While scattering the fire, he pounded Daisuke’s head against the ground with a heel, stepping on him.

“Wha…!”

Shachito looked confused.

As Daisuke rolled on the ground, gushing caterpillars covered him. Shinpu reached and let the red miasma wrap Daisuke.

“Gwaaah…!”

An unseen force was crushing Daisuke. At the same time he was also assaulted by a contradictory pain of his insides being wrecked as though exploding.

“Why do you hold a grudge against this guy!”

Shinpu’s arm was struck by Shachito’s hockey stick.

“Shoot!”

A fire pillar enveloped Shinpu.

However, Shinpu didn’t even turn to face Shachito or Senri. He put strength in the arm choking Daisuke.

“Also, why doesn’t anyone try to save him? What’s up with you!”

The answer to that question was simple.

Because Daisuke was Kakkou.

For all Mushitsuki, Rank 1 Kakkou was nothing more than target for fear and hatred.

None of them intended to protect him.

Until now, no one—including the Original Three—had managed to kill him.

All Mushitsuki there knew that.

Although created by fear and hatred—it was also a kind of trust.

“Fear me… if thou fear me, everyone will, too…”

While both were grimacing, Daisuke and Shinpu glared at each other from up-close.

Their connection did not start now.

The enmity between a Fusion Type Mushitsuki and the Original Three—had continued since the very moment it started.

As Daisuke had seen the last moments of Kasshi, the first Fusion Type, he knew this.

“I shall destroy any and all children of Aria Varei…”

Shinpu pounded Daisuke against the distant debris.

“Gwah…!”

Caterpillars gushing from the ground clung to his body to seal his movements.

Trying to use this momentum to attack, Shinpu nimbly moved toward Daisuke.

“—I can finally read your route.”

Something white wrapped around Shinpu.

As Daisuke dizzily raised his head, he felt moisture on his cheeks.

That was condensed steam.

“If you’re able to aim at one person, then I can aim as well.”

It was one of Mushibane’s members, the hairband boy. He reached toward Shinpu, rubbing his middle finger and thumb together in a click.

A storm of sphere-shaped steam repeatedly condensed and decompressed.

Pushing back the red miasma trying to run away, it sealed Shinpu.

“Thou art an eyesore…”

Senri used that moment to add attacks of her own.

“Shoot! Shoot!”

Unable to stand, Shinpu’s body was blown back. A great number of caterpillars was birthed from inside his cloak, blown away by the difference in mass induced by the steam and flames.

“My foolish children—”

Shinpu faced to the side, glaring at the hairband boy with hatred.

The boy wore a smile.

And not just him.

Namie and the rest of Mushibane and even the SEPB combatants breathing laboriously were all grinning.

Shinpu’s movements completely stopped.

“…!”

By the time he realized this and turned around, it was already too late.

Escaping the caterpillar bindings and sneaking behind Shinpu with both arms stretched was Daisuke.

“You let your eyes off of me, Shinpu.”

He closed his arms.

He applied the strength of both body and soul.

He was hugging Shinpu’s thin body.

Even if he died, he didn’t intend to let go.

“How dare thee touch me, thou insolent fool—”

Being hugged by frightening strength, Shinpu raised a shrill scream.

“Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!”

Senri’s flames obviously engulfed Daisuke along with Shinpu.

They weren’t hot.

However, the red miasma was rampaging, trying to rip Daisuke off. With the outside of his body being attacked as well, the feeling of his limbs and his spirits was paralyzed.

“Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!”

“Ngh—”

Daisuke could see that face of suffering shrieking in soprano.

He knew that Shiika was suffering.

“Shoot! Shoot!”

Being eaten by the red miasma, blood gushed out of Daisuke’s entire body.

However, he could withstand it.

Because he wasn’t alone.

Shiika was in his arms.

He could withstand any sort of pain as long as he was with her.

Just like how they kept supporting each other and lived until now—

“Sorry…”

Moving his blood-filled mouth, Daisuke whispered.

“I could never properly save you…”

Shinpu opened his mouth wide, raising a shrill howl toward the sky.

The surroundings instantly turned gloomy.

Tearing through the dark clouds covering the sky, a sublime structure floated there.

The medium of Shinpu’s ability—a Castle.

The Castle brought shockwaves produced by ringing bells, assaulting Akamaki City. The remaining buildings in the city turned ruins were fanned by explosive wind and blew away.

As heaven and earth trembled and even the distinction between reality and illusion was destroyed by the ringing bells—

“Yakugamiii!”

At Daisuke’s signal, a combatant with a strange form stepped ahead.

He waited for this moment.

For the Original Three, their ability’s medium—was also their weakness.

“I don’t really want to touch that, though.”

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A man wearing a tattered, rusted coat, Yakugami, swung his arms wide. In his hand he held, as expected, a great rusty scythe.

The rusted scythe swung in a direct line toward the sky.

As it did, gigantic chains appeared from air.

Each about as thick as a person, these chains wrapped around the Castle like snakes.

“…!”

Shinpu’s body spasmed, leaping from within Daisuke’s arms.

It happened gradually.

Anything touched by the chains accumulated rust. In the blink of an eye it spread all over the Castle, covering its surface.

Being covered by rust, the Castle turned real.

And they had a person who could destroy anything as long as it could be touched.

Daisuke howled.

“Sakura!”

“Can someone give me a lift?”

Behind the jumper suited Sakura appeared a braided girl who was apparently a member of Mushibane. The two girls then became dust and vanished. 

The next instant, Sakura and the girl appeared on the Castle’s zenith—on top of the bell rusted shut.

A small scarab beetle landed on the tip of the hand hammer swung by Sakura.

“Eat this.”

The hammer struck the bell.

“—!”

The Castle exploded from the inside. It was breaking apart—

“Kaguya!”

“I know!”

Golden lasers rained down.

The fragments broken to smithereens were scorched by these heat rays and evaporated.

“Shoooot!”

Senri’s full-powered flame struck Shinpu capturing Daisuke.

“—OOOOoooOOOooOOOOH!”

The red miasma swelled.

Gushing out of Anmoto Shiika’s body, it slipped out of Daisuke’s arms and spread over Akamaki City.

Losing the medium of his ability, he probably thought that he couldn’t escape from Daisuke and the rest unless he did this.

Inside Daisuke’s arms, Anmoto Shiika’s head slumped.

Her expression finally regained its calm.

A bit of body warmth and her breath were reborn in his arms.

“Shiika…”

This time Daisuke hugged the released girl kindly.

Torn caterpillars poured from above.

The red miasma spreading in the Akamaki City sky became a rain of caterpillars, filling the ruins.

These all gathered and piled on one another—

Turning into three gigantic caterpillars.

Their body separated into many segments and sprouting countless, sharp legs—they were larger than any building that existed on earth. Not even piling several dome stadiums on one another would be enough to contain them.

“This is… Shinpu?”

Looking up the giant caterpillars, someone groaned.

As the Mushitsuki all stood in place shocked, the caterpillar began moving toward them. They came crushing the surroundings building, lowering their bodies to crush their opponents on the surface—

A large earthquake shook Akamaki City.

One of the caterpillars’ body greatly distorted.

It sank into the ground, raising creaking sounds, as if crushed by something even larger. Waterfalls of body fluids fell from the torn body.

“OOOOOOOOoooooOOOOOOOHHHH!”

He seemed to have moved there at some point.

Teleporting on top of the caterpillar, Shiohara Shachito struck it with the hockey stick. Orange Autumn Darters flying from all over Akamaki City gathered in his stick.

Apparently his ability was the control of mass.

The weight gathered from every place in the city distorted the point where the hockey stick touched the caterpillar. This orange glow emitted electrical discharges, and as Shachito needed to control the surplus power with his human hands, blood dripped from his nose and mouth. Unable to fully defend against it, the power’s recoil tore his body.

Although he’d seen an opponent of a completely different league, he hadn’t faltered.

He hadn’t hesitated either.

Rather, this form—which even included a smile—was that of a warrior.

Seeing Shachito like this, the other Mushitsuki also changed their expressions.

Each one howled, and they began a combined attack on the other caterpillars.

The second caterpillar had its body shaved little by little.

And the remaining one—

“…! You… stay back…!”

He heard Shachito shouting while puking blood.

“—It’s fine already.”

The one standing to intercept the final enemy was Daisuke.

Glancing at Shiika who he left lying in a distant place, he relaxed his expression.

“Just coming all the way here is enough…”

“What are you talking about…! Don’t just give up like that!”

Shachito yelled with anger, but he ignored him.

Daisuke looked up the giant caterpillar.

From where he was standing, it looked nothing more than a white, curved wall. That wall moved to crush Daisuke.

After several battles, they managed to corner Shinpu like this.

Daisuke managed to survive here not thanks to his powers alone.

He knew that well right now.

“It was thanks to you…”

The smiling Daisuke’s fist cut through air.

It wasn’t just the Mushitsuki here.

The wishes, feelings, pains and hatred of those who fell in battle—were all inside Daisuke.

Therefore.

He didn’t hesitate ''to pour out his entire remaining power into this''.

Even if Daisuke’s battle ended here—he had no regrets.

“—Thanks to you, I’ve preserved my power.”

The white wall vanished from Daisuke’s sight.

The body of the caterpillar pursuing him was snapped in half.

With a moment’s delay—a tremor and a shockwave shook the surface, and the asphalt at his feet caved in. The caterpillar’s head burst and the fountain of body fluids rained on the entire city.

All that was caused by Daisuke’s fist.


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