A young man sat in the corner.
His golden hair was combed back—an extremely rare hair color. In this era, one would either be a foreigner from across the sea or a non-human.
Not to mention, his hair was floating, as if it were a scythe unfurling.
He wore a striped kimono that looked quite expensive, like a noble, yet he did not carry the katana that nobles loved to wear as a symbol of their class, only tucking a smoking pipe into his sash.
Several empty plates sat on the table.
The young man tilted his head back, looking at the eastern sky.
"Owner, what is that?"
He pointed to the white light that had yet to dissipate, with a few remaining clouds reflecting it like mottled patches of color painted on a scroll.
"Who knows."
The owner didn't even look up: "As long as it doesn't affect us common folk, that's all that matters."
"That's true."
The young man took a puff of his pipe and blew a series of smoke rings.
"But that fight was quite interesting."
He could tell.
There was the scent of wind in it; that was a Kamaitachi—he knew that fellow, had even tried to recruit it before, but unfortunately, he was rejected before he could even get close—but he could never mistake that irritable aura.
And looking at it now, it seemed that fellow was dead?
"Interesting."
The young man stood up and stretched, his joints popping.
"I was just worrying that I hadn't found any decent companions on this trip; that Demonic Qi intertwined with such terrifying spiritual power over there is also quite interesting."
He turned and walked away.
The owner was still wiping the table, completely unaware that the guest had already slipped away.
It wasn't until the young man had walked ten zhang away that the owner suddenly realized.
"Hey! Customer! You haven't paid yet!"
The owner chased after him, only to find the road empty, not even a ghost in sight.
"What the hell..."
The owner rubbed his eyes.
He was clearly sitting there just a moment ago.
Under the shade of a tree, the young man glanced back, his mouth curling into an arrogant arc.
Eating and drinking for free.
This was his ability, and also the 'Fear' he left behind.
Without anyone noticing.
"Musashi Province, huh..."
He tucked his smoking pipe back into his sash, his steps light.
"Let's go take a look; maybe I can recruit someone powerful into my future Night Parade of One Hundred Demons."
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Musashi Province, a small village.
Hikaru's expression shifted slightly, and he also looked up at the lingering trails in the sky.
There was no need to think; he actually knew that the commotion last night must have attracted the attention of many—the mages, monks, onmyoji of this era, and those large and small demons would surely seize the opportunity to act.
But it didn't matter.
As long as Kikyo was there, plus his own support.
Hikaru was confident that as long as they didn't encounter a true Great Yokai, retreating safely would be no problem at all!
That wasn't the point right now; the point was—
He looked at the large pot in front of him.
A wild chicken was stewing in the pot, bubbling away, the aroma mouth-watering.
Kaede was squatting nearby, drooling, while Kikyo was adding firewood to the stove.
After fighting all night, hunger was inevitable.
"Is it ready?"
Hikaru asked.
Although he had [Bloodthirsty Immortality] and didn't need to eat, if possible, he still preferred to eat normally.
He was a demon, and also an oni.
Yet he had more of a human's cognition.
Desires, which also included appetite, were not just for being full, but for eating well.
"Almost."
Hearing this, Kikyo didn't even look up.
Sunlight streamed through the window onto her, making her clean white robes shine.
Hikaru leaned against a pillar, watching this scene.
The world was vast.
Troubles were many.
But at least in this moment.
This pot of chicken soup was quite fragrant.
Since transmigrating, it was rare for him to have such a leisurely moment.
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