Kaze no Stigma:Volume1 Chapter3
Chapter Three - A Battle with the Past
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Kazuma stands alone within the darkness.
Deep in the night, a dead silence shrouds the park. The usual wanderers who occupy the park usually are nowhere to be found, perhaps chased away by some unknown method.
Minato-no-Mieru Oka Koen(港見丘公園) , 法蘭西山(French Hill? From the previous translator)--- This place may sound nice, but due to the dense vegetations, it is a scary place that one would not think of as a park. This place seems gloomy even in the daytime, and at night, one is likely to meet with mishap.
At the top of the hill, Kazuma leans lightly against the tree trunk, resting motionlessly.
Due to his black jacket, one would not notice his existence, even if he is just standing in front.
Just like an experienced hunter, Kazuma became one with nature.
”---------------!“
His eyes open without warning, his body shivers due to his unconstrained happiness and fear.
”Here already----“
He mumbled. An unusual heat came through the park entrance, coming straight towards him.
Even for someone whose senses are not as sharp as Kazuma’s also should not fail to notice this sign. Because the shining energy waves in the dark is so scary, it gives one the impression of daybreak.
If one may consider Ayano this evening to be the sun, this can only be described as a supernova’s explosion.
The other party does not show any intention of hiding his existence. Instead, as though he is boasting it, he walks with ease as a king would.
As ”he” steps into the plaza, his line of vision shifted to Kazuma without hesitation, who is standing under the shade of the tress.
”……Am I late?”
”No----- the timing is just right.”
Kazuma answered as he emerged from the shade. He walks out without a care. There was a statue symbolizing a loving mother and her child(”慈愛母子像”) between them, unsure whether it is just a coincidence, or Kazuma using it to mock the situation.
”Let us begin then.”
Kazuma declares the beginning of the battle calmly.
”So you…… are unwilling to sit and talk this over……?”
”He” questioned hesitantly.
Perhaps “he” already knew the answer, the tone slightly resembles one who have already given up.
As expected, Kazuma answered tauntingly
”Let me answer with my power------- “father”!! ”
Kazuma released blades of wind as he said this, and Genma let out flames in retaliation.
Both sides have things they cannot lose, the wind and flames fought against each other furiously, this may be the only way for the father and son to communicate upon meeting after four years.
A silence shrouded the residence. As Genma walks on the corridor alone, it felt like an abandoned house with no one in it.
Up until now, most of the members of the family have gathered at the Kannagi residence. Every single one of them, as though afraid to be found, breathed quietly, yet too scared to stay alone, gathered in the main hall, just shivering.
There is a basis for their fears, for the strongest in the branch family, Masato, and the two that is rumored to rival even the main branch together, Shingo and Takeya ,were murdered one by one, everyone was scared, afraid that the next one would be themselves.
Though Genma called them cowards for that, not everyone is as powerful as he is.
“I am late”
Genma kneeled before Jugo’s room, and upon receiving permission to enter, slide the paper door open, and came in moving in his kneeling position and stopped kneeling before Jugo, who showed deep hatred in his eyes.
”…… you are here really late.”
(You old sly fox, running away on your own.)
Jugo said, without even bothering to keep his unpleasant thoughts to himself.
”By the way, where is Ayano?”
Genma asked, as though nothing happened, pretending not to hear his words.
”She was too noisy, so I sent her out.”
Jugo’s voice sounded even more displeased, several minutes ago, he just pacified Ayano, who would possibly go to the hotel where Kazuma stays and set it in flames in her rage.
”This is something that cannot be helped. She had been in such close terms with Masato after all.”
Genma made comments looking as though he has nothing to do with it, making Jugo furious at his actions.
”Oh, I can’t tell that you were so lenient. Since you were so concerned about Ayano, won’t it be better to calm her down earlier?”
When Ayano was making a big scene shouting and screaming, Genma turned to one side as though nothing happened, and left his seat mid-way. And to be so thick-skinned to come back once she finally calmed down, anyone would grumble about it, even if it wasn’t Jugo.
”That was because I had to give instructions to everyone in the clan. At the same time I wanted to hear the reports from the Fuga clan.”
Genma did not want to mention these, as they were of no relevance, its fine to just ignore these things, Jugo knows this very well as well. So he stopped questioning about it, as there were other matters requiring discussion.
”So what do you think? Most of the people in the clan believes Kazuma did it----“ [or you prefer Most of the people in the clan pinned Kazuma to the crimes]
”To kill Masato and Takeshi without Ayano noticing, then show himself purposely before making his escape. And as he makes his escape he spots Shingo and Takeya and continues to kill the both of them at the same time. Even though it is possible considering the timings……… it is still to difficult to be done.”
”Hearing you say that makes me feel much better. I almost thought I was the only one normal.”
Hearing such words from Judo, who don’t usually mock others, Genma shows a smirk on his face.
”That is because everyone feels insecure. Compared to some unknown enemy, they find it easier to think that Kazuma is back in Japan for revenge.”
“… Does Ayano feel insecure as well?”
”She just lost her rationality due to Masato’s death that’s all.”
Genma brought the issue across faintly, it is a critical period now, there is no time to bother with that stubborn girl.
(Before we know the true identity of our enemy, feel free to be angry as much as you want!)
His thoughts were blunt, even though it is difficult to say such things to Jugo.
”Compared to these, the problem still lies with Kazuma. No matter what, his actions are too suspicious. Maybe he is in cahoots with the enemy!”
“That is true. If he really didn’t do it, he should come and explain everything. It couldn’t be that he is afraid we might kill him without hearing him first right? Leaving you aside, he should still trust me a lot.”
”Indeed.”
Genma can only give a bitter smile to Jugo’s mocking remarks, as he has done nothing to deserve Kazuma’s trust, so he has no way of rebutting his words as of now.
”However, the only one who can capture Kazuma is me.”
”…… Shingo and Takeya are really killed by Kazuma?”
”Even though this is just a speculation, I believe the murderer is someone else…… Perhaps it is the person whom Ayano saw! But Kazuma defeated the two of them beforehand. From the marks the wind blades made as they grazed the ground and the position of the bodies, they were definitely lying on the floor when they were attacked.”
Genma said faintly, but it sounded like boasting in Jugo’s ears. If Genma’s assumption was true, Kazuma has already attained strength that rivals the main branch.
”You seem really happy, Genma. If that is so, why did you abandon Kazuma back then?”
Jugo finally asked the question that he has never asked for four years. He was always wondering about it.
No matter how bad Genma is at expressing himself, even if no one can understand what he is thinking, Jugo was able to come to realize that Genma actually loves Kazuma a lot.
”I was born as a Kannagi, lived as a Kannagi. I was not allowed to choose any other way of living…… This is the same for my son as well.”
”So that is why you threw him to somewhere you can’t reach? For him to choose a path he desires? Even so, there was no need to leave him all alone! What if he starved to death by the roadside.”
“Hmph…… What are you talking about? He is my son.”
”Sigh---- So that’s it.”
He had no strength to continue asking about this boastful statement, after Jugo finished talking about some unimportant matters, he returns to the main topic once more.
”So, can you defeat Kazuma?”
Genma did not reply, instead he fixed his eyes upon Jugo, those eyes were more convincing than any words can be, as though saying “there is no way I can lose.”.
”I understand. I shall leave you to this matter then! When will there be results?”
”It should be settled by today. To put so much time on that kid will only make our real enemy take advantage of the situation.” [actual text was more of “to put so much time on that guy will only let our enemy 得寸進尺”, literal translation: “give him an inch, he takes a metre.” I cant think of a proper phrase to rephrase that.]
“-----I am looking forward to your performance.”
Genma, without reply, showed his respects[or bowed, not sure which to use], and quietly left the room, intending to nab his son with his very own hands.
2
On the sixty-seventh storey of Yokohama LANDMARK TOWER, in the hotel “ROYAL STREET” closest to the skies, Kazuma was leisurely enjoying his dessert.
Be it a threat or a coax, Kazuma intends to squander off all the cash he obtained by any means possible, no matter how evil or horrendous the methods it may be.
However, as though to mock this sadistic decision, his hand phone rang, Kazuma shows an irritated expression, looking at the hand phone on the table.
“Duuuuuuuuuuu-----“ [feel free to put in some other expression for a phone ringing ~.~ or input your favorite or some funny ringtone here, actual text sounds something like dulululululu~]
Staring at constantly ringing hand phone, he curses himself, why did I forget to set it to voice mailbox. Even with that said, he cannot just switch his phone off now.
“Duuuuuuuuuuu-----“
The monotone ringing continues, Kazuma did not pick up the phone, instead he begins to think of the people who knows his number one by one, trying to avoid reality.
“Duuuuuuuuuuu-----“
”Ahhh! It’s so noisy!”
He finally gives up, and presses the receive call button.
”Who is it?”
Kazuma does not bother to hide his unhappiness, he uses a very rude tone, sent to the ears of the person at the other end through electronic waves.
”Watashi(It is me in japanese)” [no idea how the exact way he answer this.]
The other party sounds even more rude, Kazuma regrets his decision to pick up the phone from the bottom of his heart, as this is the voice he least want to hear in this world.
“Oh, Mr. Watashi? What a weird name. Did we meet somewhere before?”
”Quit joking around with me”
Even though Kazuma tried to joke his way around this, the voice in the phone sounded just as arrogant as before. Kazuma takes a deep breathe, and prepares himself to duel with the man who abandoned him in the past.
”It has been a long time. I wonder if I can still call you “Father”?”
Genma’s voice caused memories of the past to automatically reawaken. I was still Kazuma Kannagi back then, who was pathetically weak.
Back then, I could never defy my father, only mindlessly listening to father’s orders to continue training, even though he knew I had no talent.
“You lost?”
It was not a question, nor a verification. It was an unbelievably calm sentence that surpasses anger and disappointment, one that would deal a great blow upon the pitiful loser.
“You lost to some twelve year old girl?”
The voice repeated. As though it was said purposely.
”……I am……Really sorry……”
The boy placed his forehead on the tatami, squeezing out a very weak voice. The man did not answer, and just looked at the shivering boy with ice cold eyes.
”……So be it. It was a mistake to even want to train you to be a En-Jutsushi .”
The man gave up on the boy without mercy. But somehow, the boy seemed happy despite the man giving up on him.
“You don’t need to practice En-Jutsu anymore from now on.”
The boy was about to faint at first, but his face shined up suddenly. The man, upon verification, said the most crucial sentence.
”Someone who is not an En-Jutsushi, has no need to stay in the Kannagi family.”
”……Huh?”
The smile on the boy’s face hardened. The man continued talking as though it was a natural thing to do..
”From today on, you are no longer my son. Now scram off to some other place!” [or you can use get lost instead]
”……What……Fath……Father!”
”I am no longer your “Father”.”
The man said coldly.
“Get out of my face immediately.”
After saying that bluntly,the man walked out of the room without even looking at the boy.
“Fath….Father! Please wait!”
The man looked down on the boy who hugged his arm emotionlessly, and then anyhow tossed him away. The force of the toss is unknown, the boy almost hit the wall, and was tossed out very roughly.
”Fath….Father! Father!”
The boy was unable to stand up, and can only cry out in pain and misery. He reached out his hand, but was unable to touch anything---- even so, the boy refuse to give up, and continues to extend his arm.
“Father-----!”
The man walked without even turning his head.
There was no one who can reply to this boy who lost everything by now------
"Call me whatever you want”
“How about calling you Gen-chan then?”
“Why did you come back to Japan?”
Ignoring Kazuma’s cheeky words, Genma brought out the main topic.
”I believe the youngest child of the Yuuki family should have mentioned that I came back because “I felt like it”, didn’t you hear him?” [in chapter one the translation was “Must have been for something, I guess.” But I find “I felt like it” a better answer, since the original text was more of “a moment of jolly” or something like “I just felt like it”]
“…… Surrender! It is not too late now.”
“You guys seem to be treating me as the criminal. I have no intention of going down to find trouble with the Kannagi family, but if you guys come knocking on the door, I won’t be merciful.”
The chat seemed like two people talking on their own, or perhaps it should not even be considered a chat! A chat requires people to understand each other----- or at least try to understand----- and then give something like a reaction, but, the phrase “understanding each other” don’t seem to apply to these two.
“Did you think you can win against the Kannagi family?”
”No one will know unless I tried, right?”
Kazuma realizes that he is no longer afraid of Genma like in the past, not only that, from within that stubborn arrogance, a certain sense of warmth could be felt from it.
(This stubborn old man didn’t change a bit…)
He didn’t pay attention to what Genma said at the other end of the phone, indulging himself in his own emotions.
“Kazuma, are you listening!”
Genma raised his voice. If it was four years ago, I might be kneeling next to the phone to beg for forgiveness. Absolute orders and absolute obedience, that was their relationship.
“Huh? Oh, of course I am listening. What is it?”
The sound of deep breathing could be heard from the phone. It must have been Genma sighing!
”I must meet with you. I am going over to you now, is that okay?”
(Good chance)
Kazuma thought, he wanted to clarify one thing. Ever since he heard his father’s voice again after four years.
(I want to know whether I have surpassed that man, have I become stronger than the man who ordered me around in the past. No matter how, I must verify this myself.)
“No, now is not a convenient time.”
Kazuma’s expanding emotions were kept within his heart, without changing his cheeky way of speech, he said..
”Tonight at twelve, let’s meet in Minato-no-Mieru Oka Koen, 法蘭西山(French Hill? From the previous translator)”
”What kind of time is that? The park should have closed long ago!”
“Then no one will come to interrupt, right?”
Upon those words, Kazuma changed his tone.
“So you really want to kill me---- I will accept your challenge then.”
To Genma, I was nothing but a failed product, he won’t go easy even when executing punishment on me, Kazuma truly believes.
“I deeply realized what you took me as since four years ago, but, I am no longer like how I was four years ago, I will not let you order me around anymore.”
”Foolish kid. Fine, I shall let you understand the limitations of your own strength.”
Genma replied arrogantly, even though he knew clearly that his son has misunderstood him, he was unable to choose any other way of replying.
“I shall look forward to it then, “Father”.”
After bidding farewell excitedly, Kazuma ended the call. He switched his phone off immediately and threw the phone at the desk beside him.
However, the phone missed the intented target and rolled onto the floor.
Looking at his trembling left hand, Kazuma gave a bitter smile. His left hand was trembling so much hat he cannot control its strength, but he was not ashamed of that.
(Yeah, of course I am scared, because I am challenging the strongest Jutsushi of the Kannagi Clan.)
He clenches his left fist tightly, as though he intends to trap his fear within. No matter how afraid I am, I must not run away, to truly sever all ties with the Kannagi clan, and to surpass the old me, I must perform the “ritual” of defeating my father, who symbolizes my past.
He does not hate Genma, in fact, now he finds the stubbornness in Genma rather pleasant.
But this and that are two different matters, this is something he cannot give in to, no matter what.
The trembling stopped. With a determination beyond the fear he felt in his tight fist, Kazuma muttered to himself..
”I will not run or hide anymore. Nor will I go easy on you…… Old man.” [A more rude way of calling father was used in this case, so I chose the term “Old man”]
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The flames that Genma summoned swallowed and melted the wind blades away easily.
“…… What are you doing?”
With his whole body wrapped in golden flames, Genma has shown his possession of absolute power.[actual text: With his whole body wrapped in golden flames, Genma has descended(like a god) with the identity of a man with absolute power, cant think of any way to phrase this…] In the face of magnificent power, any resistance is meaningless.
This man, Kannagi Genma, his mere existance is enough to let the opponent feel that way, and with such power, he definitely has this “right”.
“--- Its not over yet!”
Kazuma retreated several steps sub-consciously, shouting as if it is to enhearten himself and formed new wind blades once more.
“The fun only starts now!”
About a hundred wind blades came towards Genma from all directions, but this is not a simultaneous attack, all the wind blades skillfully changed their paths and speed, flying in the sky.
“Hmmm……”
Genma observed calmly, no matter how he move, there is no way to fully avoid an attack like this. But he has already noticed the fact that each individual blade is no stronger those earlier.
Genma did not take any action, and simply stood there as the blades came to him. As the wind blades came into the flames around his body----- they vanished without a trace.
(This cannot be…)
Realizing the huge gap between their strength, Kazuma was so shocked he is at a loss for words, and Genma leisurely watched Kazuma’s expression.
“I believe this is not your full strength? But I have no time to play with you, let me end this now!”
As he announced this, the flames increased at an explosive rate.
Several fire pillars shot out like beams, sounding like a fierce roar, with their tips aimed at Kazuma. It looks like a big snake or a dragon with an arced body, it is the materialized form of a great power.
To be stared upon by a poisonous snake, that must be the impression one would get from this! Controlling his body, which was trembling from fear, Kazuma jumped up with all his might.
In the blink of an eye, the place where Kazuma had been was swallowed up by the dragon’s mouth. Even though he escaped in the nick of time, but the flames that hit the floor became tiny pieces continue to rampage violently.
Even though it is called tiny pieces of flame, but it is actually flames that Genma control. The density of the flames is unusually high, and a direct hit would definitely turn one into ashes.
Kazuma focuses all his attention in order to avoid them. He used the flow of the air to understand the situation, and by synchronizing with the wind spirits, Kazuma “saw” every single direction at the same time.
He accurately grasped the motion of all the flames that fell from the sky like rain, dodging at times, deflecting them with his wind at times.
To forcefully take down all of the flames was not an option. The power of the branch family cannot be compared with that of the main family, he has no confidence to survive for even one second with his wind barrier.
(Well, it is not like I really cannot do it. But now is not the time.)
Having escaped from the firestorm, Kazuma waits calmly for an opportunity to strike. According to Genma’s strength, that was nothing at all, even if he had blocked that attack, there is nothing to be proud of.
“Oh, you dodged it?”
Genma waved his hand, and all the flames extinguished instantly. As though it was just an illusion, there was no trace of what just happened, not even a leaf was burnt.
“To burn nothing but the intended target? That’s not a simple trick.” [This line is something I edited from the original text. The original text said “to burn anything besides the target? That’s not a simple trick”… didn’t make sense to me, maybe it’s a printing error, or if anyone can understand this line, please tell me.]
The higher the level of En-Jutsushi, the easier it is to fully control the spirits and the flames materialized from them. It can even defy physics laws, like burning in water without making the water boil, or forming flames that affect only the intended target.
“I would say the same for you. I originally intended to kill you…… But it seems I went too easy on you. You should be proud, I admit that you are someone worthy for a fight with me.”
A gallant smile appeared on that strict face as Genma praised his own son. But this son simply scratched his nose tip with a bitter smile in return.
“Ah---- Ermm… Actually, you don’t need to be so serious……. I am, after all, just a failed product. So why don’t you relax a bit?”
Genma ignores his ridiculous words, and begins to concentrate. He gathers his power attentively, creating an even stronger power.
(I can see it clearly…)
Unlike the flippant expression earlier, Kazuma mobilizes all his energy to try to see through the instant of the attack, there will only be one chance, so there is no room for failure.
“Don’t die, Kazuma.”
To Genma, he has no intention of killing Kazuma, at the same time he did not forget that his main objective is to capture Kazuma. So he released a tremendous amount of power, while keeping it at a level that will leave the target barely alive.
(-----Now!!)
Kaboom![explosion]
The flames that appeared in front of Genma suddenly expanded and exploded. The shockwave hit the vegetation in the area, the chairs and dustbins flew, the streetlights broke in all directions.
”I succeeded----?”
Genma was still engulfed in flames, even though the results were still unclear, but the surroundings look as though a bomb just exploded there, the plants fell away from Genma, and all moveable objects are nowhere in sight.
(Even though it is not a fatal hit, but he should have at least taken some damage!)
As the flame subsides, the scene inside becomes clear. What Kazuma saw inside was---
“So that is your killer shot?”
Completely unharmed----Even his coat was as tidy as before, Genma looked at Kazuma calmly.
“And I thought you grew up after these four years… So you only improved to the stage of playing such cheap tricks? What a disappointment.”
His words were as humiliating as four years ago. On that day, Genma looked down upon Kazuma, and then said “I have no use for trash”.
“Stop joking……”
Kazuma gnashed his teeth, squeezing out his voice, his fist held tight, trembling, and the dreadful scenes of the past appeared in his mind one by one, and he lost his sense of reasoning.
“What a joke!! Disappointment!? You never expected anything from me!! Do you think you have any right to expect anything now? You who has abandoned me back----“
”Shut up!”
Genma’s insults were too painful for Kazuma, the scars from the wound four years ago still caused pain in his chest.
But Genma coldly interrupted the screams of the boy who was reminded of the past.
“If you want to make a fuss, I will give you time to do so later. Now you have only two options, go back yourself, or I shall drag you back. You decide!”
”I choose neither.”
Kazuma replied without thinking. He has calmed down by now, and is no longer the kid who cried because his father abandoned him.
“Only you! I would rather die than lose to you! I will definitely defeat you!”
He answered sharply, while showing a middle finger--- maybe he is still a kid after all!
“So you think you can defeat me? Without such cheap tricks, you can’t even win against Shingo and Takeya!”
“Oh, so you noticed?”
Kazuma shrugs his shoulders lightly, as if implying “I don’t care about such a thing”.
“By inspecting the corpse, one can notice it easily, it was just a simple manipulation of oxygen to cause combustion. If it went unnoticed, it might be effective against second rate En-jutsushis and below.”
Genma saw through Kazuma’s trick completely. Kazuma simply transfered the oxygen around Shingo to Takeya’s surroundings as they were about to release their flames.
The sudden increase in oxygen concentration caused Takeya’s flames to go out of control. On the other hand, Shingo suffered from lack of oxygen as his flames burned the remaining oxygen out.
This is the killer move that Kazuma designed against En-Jutsushis. If there were two opponents, it works even better, as in it kills two birds with one stone.
But as Genma has pointed out, this trick only works if the opponent is caught off guard.
As mentioned, En-Jutsushi can defy physics laws. It is one of the basics of an En-Jutsushi to learn how to how to light a flame without oxygen.
“So be it. Since you intend to fight no matter what, I shall show you what irresistible power means!”
Genma raises his “qi”[氣, energy? Spiritual energy? Something like that] to the maximum, a shade of azure spiritual energy bursts out from his body, and the fire spirits were dyed blue one by one.
The spirits that were soaked in the azure “qi” similarly materialized in the form of azure flames, replacing the originally glaring golden flames, and giving off a clear and transparent blue glow.
Kazuma watched the azure flames in amazement. After swallowing a few times, he mumbled in a hoarse voice...
“This is the first time I have seen it…… So this is the azure flames of Kannagi Genma…”
The flames of the Kannagi clan are flames of purification---- and the strongest among that would be “golden”.
That is absolutely true. However, the most outstanding ones in the main family may sometimes even surpass this limit.
The “Divine Flame” ---- This is the invincible power that only the true chosen ones can attain. To be able to add the color of their “qi” to their flames, there has only been eleven who were able to attain such a level in the past thousand years, and the only ones who were able to attain this level after a period of two centuries were Genma with his “azure flame”, and Jugo with his “purple flame”.
“Watch this closely! This is the true power that your cheap tricks are completely useless against.”
”Oh---- This does indeed seem like something those tricks won’t work against.”
Hearing what sounds like a loss declaration, Genma seems to be slightly affected. But, Kazuma was not finished with his words.
“So, let me get a little serious too then!”
Having said that, Kazuma raised his right hand up pointing to the sky.
“Stop sounding so……”
Genma held his words back, as wind spirits were gathering as Kazuma commanded at an unbelievable speed, and Genma was attracted by this phenomenon.
“How…. How can that be….”
His shock came out as words from his mouth. At this moment, Genma realized for the first time that he has underestimated his son’s powrs.
Kazuma is not someone worthy of a fight, as he has matured to a stage where he might not win even if he went all out.
Genma was stunned for just a few seconds, however, these few seconds is what Kazuma wanted.
Genma quickly started his summoning, but Kazuma informed him calmly..
“Its useless, my summoning speed is faster.”
To tell the truth, he has no confidence of beating Genma in terms of strength, in terms of attack power, fire spirits are the strongest among the four elemental spirits. That means, if an En-Jutsushi fights an equally powerful Fu-Jutsushi, and both attacks full strength, the En-Jutsushi will definitely win.
In that case, all the Fu-Jutsushi need to do is to not let the En-Jutsushi use full strength.
In terms of speed, wind spirits are the fastest, and to start summoning first means that he can attack before his opponent has gathered enough strength, so if one can aim for such a time difference, there is no way to lose.
To act weak first, and then when the enemy is unable to attain his full strength, reveal his true capabilities for the first time.
Some people may consider him despicable, but “righteousness” does not exist in Kazuma’s dictionary. “A winner is a winner, no matter how it is won” is his philosophy.
Kazuma knows he is sure to win, he has already gathered more power than Genma in his hand, all that is left is to release it.
“I will spare your life---- Be grateful for that!”
As if reducing the size of a big typhoon by ten thousand times, a very scary energy rampaged violently, the frantic winds turned into countless blades dashing across, cutting the azure flames into tiny bits.
“Argh…… Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!”
Even so, the frenetic winds does not seem to be weakening, and reaches the flesh of Genma, and without stopping at all---- went through.
The blades were so fast and sharp, there wasn’t even time for the victim to feel pain, instead, an eternal piercing chill was felt----- That was the last feeling Genma felt, and he succumbed to the darkness.[or simply, lost consciousness]
“…………………………………………….”
Kazuma emotionlessly looked upon his father’s body, lying flat on the ground with blood flowing out from all over. Genma lies on the red-stained floor, motionless, as if he is dead.
“……!”
Kazuma, with his head lowered, his shoulders began shivering, and it spread across his entire body, and finally burst out in excitement.
“……Ho……Ha……Haha……Ha……Hahahahahahahaha!! This is great! I won! Now you know how strong I really am! Damn dad! You shall lie down on the sickbed in regret! Ahahahahahahaha……Hahahaha……Haha……Ha……”
Kazuma, who was laughing loudly in the empty park, calmed down all of a sudden, and collapsed onto the floor in lassitude, he looked up into the night sky with a troubled expression.
But the moon did not answer any of his questions.
“I won….. What to do…… Tsoi Rin…… What…… should I do from now on……?”
No one could answer him, the moon just stayed in the unreachable night sky, shining down silently.
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