79 – 79. Summoning.
At the same time, on the surface.
“aaahhh!! Please just die!!!”
The streets of Shibuya painted white.
The boy with orange hair, Kitagawa Kenichi, was locked in combat against numerous monsters.
Swinging the Cross of the Abyss, he slashed through the demons’ flesh and willingly bathed in their black blood.
Whenever blood obscured his vision, he quickly wiped his eyes and then cut through the monster’s torso rushing towards him.
“aaahhhhh!!!”
Even though he may be clueless, Kenichi knew.
In this world where ordinary people disappeared like magic, it was a world where he and the monsters were isolated in the city.
There were so many monsters, no matter how many he killed, there seemed to be no end in sight.
He didn’t need to protect people anymore, but perhaps due to the world being isolated, the bodies of the slain monsters and the blood-like substance didn’t vanish.
“Kryaaahhhhh!!!”
Kenichi, covered in dark blood, looked like a demon or a humanoid monster rather than a hero. Thanks to his fierce energy every time he struck down a monster, he appeared even more like a crazed beast.
“Slayyyyy!!!”
The warrior, Kitagawa Kenichi, did not stop his swordsmanship. Without taking a single breath, he continued to cut through the monsters.
With no civilians to protect, the reason he kept swinging his sword with determination was simple. He was in a hurry.
When he first awakened, he had casually sliced through the body of a red goblin-like monster. Kitagawa and Kenichi absentmindedly thought, “I need to find a restroom.”
Urgent.
Initially, it was just a need to urinate, but soon after digesting the lunch, his stomach started to rumble.
The ominous signal from his bowels indicated one thing.
“I need to poop.”
Dying while having an accident in front of a monster would be quite embarrassing and painful.
With that thought in mind, Kenichi continued to slay dozens of monsters, searching for a place to relieve himself.
Having driven monsters away in a frenzy, he had moved far from the café he first visited. He needed to find a new restroom.
While taking care of business, he made sure to fend off any monsters approaching, aiming to enter a clean restroom with a comfortable toilet and ample toilet paper.
“Found it!”
After harvesting another monster’s life, Kenichi discovered an oasis in the city… no, a restroom.
To be precise, it was a place where a pleasant restroom was likely to exist.
Seibu Department Store in Shibuya.
A renowned brand in Japan, it boasted a sophisticated design fitting for its location in Shibuya.
Kenichi had been there before and knew it was a luxurious department store.
Now, with no one around, the hallway beyond the door seemed desolate, but for Kenichi in dire need, that was inconsequential.
No, it was actually great. There would be no need to wait in line to use the restroom.
“Begone!!!”
Only monsters stood in his way.
Kenichi, much stronger than in his previous ghostly night journey, faced the increased number of monsters without flinching, swiftly clearing out everything with an unyielding spirit.
Like a Swordmaster, he raised his sword against the dark magic, cutting down all the monsters in one strike.
“Roarrr!!!”
After dealing with the monsters outside, Kenichi repeated the process as he entered the first floor of the department store.
He didn’t tire of it.
The goal was right in front of him.
“Sigh.”
After beheading a monster in front of the cosmetics section, Kenichi paused for a moment, gazing at the sparkling chandelier with eyes full of determination.
How long did he stand there?
Calming his racing heart, Kenichi soon followed the guidance from above.
Unable to run any further, she stumbled along, following the sign that read [Restroom – 50M] with a single-minded determination towards the desired destination.
Towards a true sanctuary.
***
Thump-thump – her head rolled on the ground.
Her eyes, glazed as if unaware of her fate, were truly pitiful.
She brought her palm to her trembling eyes and shook her head in disbelief.
“Excuse me, are you still alive?”
Though her healing ability was close to ‘0,’ she was originally close to being immortal.
Unless caught by Kenichi’s Nullification Sword, no matter how much Eris Betelgeuse poured transcendent magic, or how much the Fire Priestess Hotaru exerted her divine power, she would not die and somehow survive.
Despite being a demon, as a disciple of a god, she was a remarkably resilient individual.
No, being a demon made such grotesque aspects stand out even more.
But was it that my power was superior to hers? Or had she finally reached her limit?
As the impending death loomed, the disciple, with her pupils filled with darkness, glared at me with an expression of disbelief.
“…This can’t be true.”
“hahahaha, indeed, it can’t be true. In this world, there are hardly any impossible things, you know?”
“…How could the power of a mere exorcist, the grace of a god… the ability… be thwarted like this?”
“hahahaha, thwarted by the power of a mere exorcist. Demons or their disciples are nothing special.”
“…What are you saying now?”
Suddenly, as her eyes rolled back, the dying disciple, with a determined look, shouted, “Cancel it!”
“Ah, a religion of demons, a religion of the end. I thought a great deal would come out of it with all the advertising, but it’s so bland! I guess I should go home and have some miso soup.”
“…Ugh! Cancel it right now!”
“Hmm-hmm-hmm, with only your throat left and unable to do anything, why do you keep insisting on canceling?”
“…If you hadn’t interfered with something! If my prayers had been delivered to God, to Mother! You vile creature will soon have a dead life!”
“At the point where you were blocked by my interference, not realizing your ineffectiveness is truly pitiful.”
Although I wanted to finish it quickly out of kindness, it was not over yet.
There were promises made to the weapon of no return and it was also a long-awaited training.
Facing a big guy would be a good experience for Kenichi and Sento.
“Hmm, I should draw out the venom after all.”
It was time; I revealed the coordinates of the black-and-white reversal territory I had prepared in advance.
With just this much, communicating with demons and the entry of new monsters should be no problem.
With a subtle smile, I caressed the blade and gave a hint to the disciple, foolish enough to be compared to Kenichi.
“Ah, it would be quite daunting if a giant so huge that even a small sword couldn’t scratch it appeared!”
“…What are you saying…?”
“If a dragon that could fly through the sky without the reach of a mere exorcist’s arm appeared, it would be too frightening!”
“…What else is frightening?”
“Hmm-hmm, if a vile dragon appeared, breathing fire and holding the weapon of no return in its mouth, it would be truly terrifying…!”
“…I see.”
Soon, the demon’s disciple (or her head) closed her eyes and, as if trying to shake her head, jerked her chin.
It was a pitiful sight in many ways, but the girl who knew nothing would soon open her eyes, seemingly done with her communication with my god, and shout.
“─Mother!!! Bring the end to this land!!! The rebirth of evil!! Bring forth the end!!!”
“My, my. The rebirth of evil, the end, you say. Hmph! Such a frightening matter indeed!”
“…A disciple to replace the heavens! A giant to trample the world! Unleash the evil dragon that will incinerate all humans and cities!”
That’s right, that’s it.
As I vigorously clapped in my mind, I kept staring at the disciple who kept muttering to the heavens.
“Giant, dragon… in this land…”
The lad, only his head remaining, gradually slowed down, perhaps nearing his end.
“Oh, my Lord. Bring the end to this land… Ah, the end… Kuek!”
And thus he perished.
Having fulfilled all requests.
Looking at the sorry sight of the disciple (headcase), I bid him farewell with a gentle smile.
“Well, you were an excellent monster-summoning totem.”
Was even the demon moved by my extreme, theatrical appearance?
Kugugugung─Black-and-white reversal, the world began to vibrate intensely.
It meant something was descending upon this place.
I gazed up at the ceiling with a content heart and nodded.
“Good.”
It was time to ascend slowly.
***
Kwagagagang─!!!
A sound as if the world was being torn apart echoed.
When a roar is heard from somewhere, people naturally bow their heads or look up at the sky.
Sawamura Sento did the same, intuitively sensing a black hole in the white sky (ceiling).
…Something is coming.
Her exceptional perception added certainty to her intuition.
More than the grudges encountered before… no, an incomparable enormous force… there were at least two of them up there in the sky.
Sawamura Sento rearranged her spell cards with a numb expression, realizing the need for firepower.
As various spell cards were etched into the sky according to the shaman’s will, the pressure in the space intensified.
Whoosh─!
There was a change in the sky.
The black hole in the sky grew larger, revealing something within.
Sento paused, squinted her eyes, then widened them much larger than before.
…Feet were visible.
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