Five days later, West Tokyo, Onmyoji Society.

Yamamoto Taro is a very ordinary name. In Japan, even if there are not a hundred people, there are eighty people. In short, it is a common existence similar to the popular face. However, if Onmyoji Taro Yamamoto Taro is said to be a unique existence, and his talent is even known as chasing Abe Harumaki.

Now 25 years old, Taro Yamamoto is one of the best masters among Onmyoji. His strength is not only outstanding among the younger generation, but even the older generation of Onmyoji is few opponents. If nothing unexpected happens, he can become the next leader of the Onmyoji Association within five years... Of course, before that, he must first inherit the Feng Nobunata Knife - Xikong, which was passed down by Abe Harumaki.

However, he may never get this sword that represents the inheritance of Onmyoji.

Because, the current owner of Xikong is the 24th generation saint of the Onmyoji Association - Sakurashita Kurakura!

Perhaps in most organizational forces, the existence of a Saint is just a symbolic appearance, or the next heir of the head of the sect, and its status cannot be comparable to that of the current one. However, in the Onmyoji Association, although the Saint does not have much real power, its status must be above the head of the family.

In other words, since Yukong passed on to Sakura Kuraki, no one could take this sword over before she died, even the head would not have the right to do so.

Sakurashirakura is only twenty years old this year. Even if her lifespan will not be higher than that of Taro Yamamoto, when Sakurashirakura died, Taro Yamamoto was already stepping into the coffin with one and a half feet. At that time, even if he could still move Xikong, the Onmyoji Society would not hand him this sword.

Therefore, Sakurashita Kuratsu's existence indirectly destroyed Yamamoto Taro's future.

Because of this incident, Yamamoto Taro has always been full of resentment towards Sakurashita Kurakura. He regards him as the biggest thorn in his life. What makes him even more depressed is that he is also arranged as a guard and must protect this thorn in his eyes with his life as a saint.

Taro Yamamoto was full of reluctance to his destiny and was also full of hostility towards Sakurashita Kuragura.

However, by chance not long ago, Taro Yamamoto discovered a certain truth.

"Damn it! It's like this! It's like this... Although I've long suspected that there is some kind of darkness hidden in the Onmyoji Society. But I didn't expect it to be like this, damn it... Did those people, have their heads shit in their heads? Such an inhuman thing..."

Taro Yamamoto walked in the corridor made of redwood, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, his eyes full of anger. That look seemed to be about to swallow someone alive.

A moment later, Yamamoto Taro had already arrived at a small house full of gentle atmosphere, but before he could approach, two ninja figures had already blocked him and said expressionlessly: "This is a place for saints to rest, and outsiders are forbidden to enter. Please go back."

Yamamoto Taro had a gloomy face, "I am not an outsider, I am the escort of the saint."

He once hated this identity extremely and never wanted to admit it, but now he had to say it in person... Thinking of this, his heart was even more depressed.

"We know that you are the escort of the saint, but now we have taken over the protection of the saint. And three days later, there will be a sacrifice, and the superiors will have their own lives. During this period, no one will be allowed to approach the saint..."

I can't bear it anymore!

Before the two of them finished speaking, blue veins burst out from Taro Yamamoto's forehead and shouted: "Get out of here!"

As the words came to an end, a water curtain suddenly rose from the feet of the two ninjas. They wrapped the two of them in an instant, struggling with their hands upwards like drowning people. Then in less than three seconds, the two fell down like they had lost consciousness.

Yamamoto Taro didn't even look at it. He walked directly past the two of them and walked into the hut.

Bang!

After pushing open the door open rudely, Taro Yamamoto shouted inside: "Sakura Kurakura!"

A girl in a neatly dressed kimono slowly walked out from behind the screen, looking at Yamamoto Taro and said calmly: "Is there anything you have to do with me?"

"You should know." Taro Yamamoto said in a deep voice.

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Bastard!" Yamamoto Taro cursed angrily, "Do you know what the priest is in three days?"

Sakura Kuraki was not angry, and still had the indifferent expression, and said lightly: "Since you know that there will be a sacrifice in three days, you should know that you cannot come here during this period... Have you knocked down the guards outside? Sure enough, they are worthy of being a genius who has talented people to catch up with Abe Haraki."

"You know it!" Yamamoto Taro looked at her straight and gritted his teeth, "Since you know everything, why should you stay here?"

"Because I am a saint." Sakura Kuragura said for granted.

"Because you are a saint, are you going to die?" Yamamoto Taro questioned, and then without waiting for Sakurashita Kuraguchi to answer, he continued, "I already know everything about the saint, the sacrifice, and the resurrection of Abe Haruma... I have always found it very strange. In the rules of the Onmyoji Association, the saint's status is above the head of the family, but there is almost no real power, and there is even very few records of the saint. In the past, the old guys told us that the saint is the highest secret of the Onmyoji Association. In order to avoid secrets being stolen by hostile forces, it is not recorded in writing, but is passed down by each generation of heads and elders..."

"It's a huge lie!" Yamamoto Taro slapped the table angrily and said in a deep voice, "This kind of remark is simply to deceive us ignorant people. The real reason is... the saint is not needed! The existence of the saint is entirely to resurrect Abe Haraki as a sacrifice to resurrect Abe Haraki! Is it? Sakurashita Kuraki!"

"You already know, why should you ask me?" Sakura Kuragura said.

Sure enough, this woman was still disgusting as always.

Yamamoto Taro frowned. The polite Sakurashita Kurakura, who used to be, made him feel hypocritical. Now, Sakurashita Kurakura, who seems not to take everyone seriously, also made him feel disgusted. He still cannot treat this woman as his own person, but even so, he will not forget the reason why he stood here.

"Get out of here!"

"What?" Sakura Kuraki was slightly stunned, as if he couldn't understand.

"I told you to leave here. Leave the Onmyoji Society and leave Japan. No matter where you go, in short, I will find you a place where no one can find you. I will hide honestly and never show up again!" Yamamoto Taro said seriously.

"Leaving the Onmyoji Society...you mean to tell me to give up my responsibilities?"

"Is your responsibility to die?" Yamamoto Taro asked.

"Yes." Sakura Kuraki nodded. Then, in the surprised gaze of Taro Yamamoto, he slowly said, "Since I became a saint when I was eight years old, I already knew my future destiny. I did not exist for myself, but for the resurrection of Abe Haruma. What I have received has always been like this. This responsibility has been engraved in the depths of my soul. Apart from that, I have no meaning of existence..."

Speaking of this, Sakura Kuragura paused, looked at Taro Yamamoto and smiled. "With me like this, do you think I will make other choices?"

"You're completely brainwashed!"

"Maybe." Sakura Kuraguro smiled indifferently, "But this is nothing to me. I had accepted my own destiny from the beginning, so I would not resist, even if I die."

"You..." After hearing this, Taro Yamamoto was speechless. He originally thought that Sakurashita Kurakura was just unable to resist. He accepted such a fate, but he never expected that the other party had no intention of resisting at all. In this way, what is the meaning of coming here?

"Oh, although I just received a report that someone broke into the Saint's Hall. I didn't expect it to be you, my stupid brother." At this moment, a sarcastic voice came in from outside.

Hearing this voice, Taro Yamamoto's face suddenly changed. He almost turned around in a conditioned reflex, and his hands were ready to face the enemy in this moment.

Opposite, a man in a black windbreaker walked slowly with a smile on his face.

"Kashiji Kurama, do you know the inside story?" Yamamoto Taro looked at the other party with a serious look, "Also, don't call me brother, I have nothing to do with you."

"Haha, you are the adopted son adopted by my father. What's wrong with me calling your brother?"

"Don't tell me if there are any of these." Taro Yamamoto looked impatient and said in a deep voice, "Since you are here, that is, you are also part of the dark side of the Onmyoji Society. I thought you had nothing to do with this... Kazuji Kurama, do you know what you are doing now?"

"I should ask you this sentence." Katsuji Kurama said with a smile, "Fortunately, His Highness the Saint is aware of the general idea and has not been fooled by your words, otherwise... it would be not as simple as me being here."

Then, before Yamamoto Taro spoke, his face suddenly sank, "Given that you are my younger brother and a talent that is unanimously favored by the elders, Taro, as long as you leave here immediately and stop interfering in this matter, I can think that what happened today has never happened."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I can't do it!" Yamamoto Taro didn't even hesitate for a second, and sneered, "It would be fine if I didn't know. Since I already knew that there was such darkness in the Onmyoji Society, how could I sit idly!"

"Why?" Hearing this, Katsuji Kurama showed a confused expression, "If I remember correctly, you should be hostile to His Highness the Saint, right? Why should you save her?"

"You are right, I do hate this woman." Yamamoto Taro said in a deep voice, "Since I was a child, I have been called a genius by people around me, and even trained as one of the candidates in the family. As an abandoned son, I know how difficult it is to get such happiness. In order not to let everyone down, I have to work harder than anyone else. Gradually, the goals set by everyone for me finally became my ideal. I believe that as long as I become excellent enough, I will one day realize this ideal, but... With the appearance of Sakurashita Kurakura, my hope was completely shattered, I lost the Xikong that should belong to me, and my nearly twenty years of hard work have been put into scattering. More importantly, for me, uncle Muto, who is both half a father and half a master, also died because of Sakurashita Kurakura, so no one in this world hates this woman more than me!"

"So. Why do you do this?" Kurama Katsuji became even more confused. "As soon as the sacrifice is over, Yukong will return to your hands. You are still the most powerful candidate for the next boss. Isn't this a good thing for you? Why do you still have to destroy your future?"

"That's two things!" Yamamoto Taro said loudly, "I hate Sakurashi Kurakura and I want to save her, and there is no connection. Onmyoji. It exists for the purpose of dealing with demons and ghosts. Onmyoji is also a person who appears for dealing with demons and ghosts. This is especially true for the Onmyoji Society. These... are all for fighting against darkness, not for someone! Although I admit that Abe Haruma is the hero of our Onmyoji. No one can surpass his contribution to the Onmyoji Society, but he is dead. A person who has been dead for more than a thousand years. What we need is remembrance, not resurrection, not to mention that this resurrection is based on the precept of giving more life... So..."

"Your behavior is wrong!" Yamamoto Taro suddenly pointed and gritted his teeth, "You should know this yourself, otherwise you would not have told such a big lie and deceived us all. It is because you know that once the truth of this matter is revealed, at least more than half of the Onmyoji will object, so you create such a dark curtain... And the reason why I stand here is to correct this mistake and darkness, that's all!"

"And... and Uncle Muto asked me to protect Sakura Kuraki, that was the only time I asked me to ask me to do so. Do you think I can escape in shame if I do this?!"

"Huh!" After hearing these words, Katsuji Kurama couldn't help but sigh and said helplessly, "Sure enough, you are an innocent and stupid person. My father said not long ago that he wanted me to tell you the truth so that you can join our plan. Fortunately, I objected to this proposal, otherwise I wouldn't know what you would be like... Since you still have such naive fantasies in your heart, then die with this naivety."

While speaking, Katsuji Kurama's eyes revealed a cold murderous aura. At the moment when the murderous aura appeared, a translucent square barrier appeared beside Taro Yamamoto, wrapping him in it. Then the barrier compressed like lightning, almost instantly squeezing Taro Yamamoto, who was full of surprise, into nothingness.

"This is what you asked for. If you want to blame, you will blame you for being so naive... Hum?"

Katsuji Kurama shook his head and sighed, but before he could finish his words, he felt a strange smell in the air.

"Space-bound, right? Do you think I'm not prepared?" Almost at the same time when Taro Yamamoto's voice sounded, several water lines appeared in the air in a plain manner, surrounding Katsuji Kurama. Then, just when he saw these water lines, the water lines were completely connected into a piece.

"This is it?" Katsuji Kurama's face changed immediately. The next moment, he fell down straight, and his body became dry as if all the moisture had been removed.

Meanwhile, Taro Yamamoto walked out of the air, clapped his hands and smiled, "This will solve it."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Kazuki Kurama's body suddenly turned into a flame, pounced on Yamamoto Taro like lightning, caught him off guard, and the latter immediately burned and screamed in pain.

"You are really naive, my stupid brother." The real Kazuji Kurama appeared and looked at the burning person and said, "Water repulsion can force out the water from the enemy's body in an instant. This is your best Yin-Yang technique, but have you forgotten? This technique is what I taught you. Do you think it will work with the technique I gave you to deal with me?"

"Of course it works." As the saying goes, the battle changes rapidly, Kazuki Kurama finished his words. Yamamoto Taro, who was supposed to be burned to death, suddenly appeared beside him without any damage and gently slapped his shoulder.

Katsuji Kurama's body suddenly hangs, his face full of incredible expressions, "You...you actually..."

Before he finished speaking, Katsuji Kurama fell slowly, but this time he was unable to stand up again.

"Shuiqi is just to lure your true body to appear. This is my real killer move." Yamamoto Taro looked at Katsuji Kurama's motionless body and smiled, "Although you teach half of my skills, I have surpassed you long ago. What should I ask... because I am a genius!"

"Okay." After saying that, Taro Yamamoto turned around and looked at Sakurashita Kuraki, "This guy will definitely not wake up in less than five or six hours. Take this opportunity to leave quickly. Of course, if you don't want to leave, I will force you away by force."

Just as the two were fighting, Sakura Kuraguro stood by and watched, saying nothing, and doing nothing, because she knew the result of the battle from the beginning.

But now she shook her head, "It's impossible, you can't do much power at all. Even if I'm willing to leave, you can't take me away. Before their real masters arrive, you can run away quickly."

"Real master?" Yamamoto Taro was slightly stunned. Before he could understand the meaning of this sentence, he suddenly felt a pain on his back, and then a suffocating feeling came.

"This...is this?"

"Even a genius, if his heart is crushed, he should die, right?"

A voice from the side of the vagina came from behind. Yamamoto Taro turned his head with difficulty and immediately saw a face that looked like a dead person.
Chapter completed!