The Heroines Can Read My Secret Diary

His pupils turned pale gold. Hakuto's fingers continued to gently stroke the wounds on Hagoromo Kitsune's body. "Does it hurt?"

Hagoromo Kitsune held Hakuto's face in both hands. "As long as my beloved child can return, what is a little pain like this?"

Hagoromo Kitsune was born from darkness, but she lived for love. Her entire reason for existence was completely and utterly for her beloved child.

"Don't worry. I will truly return soon. Wait a little longer. Wait for me a while longer."

"No matter how long, I will wait for you to return."

Hakuto looked at Yae Miko. Then he said to her, "Miko, come here."

With Hakuto's words, Yae Miko walked over. "You ungrateful one. You didn't come out when I was being attacked earlier."

"Hmm. It's been several hundred years since we last met, and you're still this smug. Take care of Mother for now. I need to deal with some things next. I don't have much time left."

Hearing Hakuto's words, Yae Miko's expression stiffened slightly. Then she walked to Hakuto's side and helped support Hagoromo Kitsune. Although Hakuto had healed the wounds caused by Nurarihyon's slash, Hagoromo Kitsune's injuries had not fully recovered.

Hakuto picked up the Three-Tailed Blade that had fallen to the ground. He looked at Nurarihyon and all the Yokai of the Nura Clan.

"You could have lived. Why did you have to seek death? And you dared to lay a hand on someone I care about. Nurarihyon, what gave you the courage to do something like this?"

Hakuto's words and his condescending gaze terrified Nurarihyon. "This is impossible. You're already dead. How can you still be alive? No, you're definitely not him!"

The corner of his mouth curled into a mocking sneer.

"You fear me, yet you provoke me. I really don't know what to say about you."

He raised the sword in his hand. An invisible force emanated from it and then wrapped around the Three-Tailed Blade held in Hakuto's hand.

"Run! Scatter and run!"

Nurarihyon shouted at the Yokai of the Nura Clan. But Hakuto said calmly, "Too late. You're all within my Conqueror's Domain right now. Where can you run?"

With Hakuto's words, a force instantly froze all the Yokai of the Nura Clan in place. Then, Hakuto casually swung the Three-Tailed Blade in his hand.

"Conqueror's Haki Infusion - Hakoku!"

In an instant, an immense sword pressure swept through. Countless Yokai of the Nura Clan didn't even have time to scream before their bodies burst into clouds of blood mist.

As for Nurarihyon, who had absorbed the filth of the Sacred Sakura tree, his lower body had completely disappeared. Only his upper body remained, lying on the ground, looking at Hakuto with an unwilling expression.

The moment Hakuto swung Conqueror's Haki Infusion - Hakoku, countless individuals in countless places around the world seemed to sense something.

Mt. Tushan.

"He's back!"

Tushan Yaya's tone was filled with excitement. Her usual cold queen demeanor had vanished without a trace.

"No doubt about it. He's back. But..."

Tushan Rongrong looked at the gradually fading name on the scroll in her hand, a hint of helplessness in her voice.

"Damn it!"

Watching the name gradually disappear, the expression on Tushan Yaya's face instantly turned furious.

"Second Sister, don't worry. Since he's back, he will truly return sooner or later. We've waited several hundred years. What's a little more time?"

"Rongrong, I want to go to Japan. I want to complete the Reincarnation Continuation Ritual."

"Second Sister, we still lack crucial conditions to complete the Reincarnation Continuation Ritual: the Heavenly Book and the token of faith. Both are indispensable. But we have neither the Heavenly Book nor the token of faith. It's completely impossible to complete the Reincarnation Continuation Ritual."

Tushan Rongrong's words directly made Tushan Yaya restless.

Switching scenes, back at the Grand Narukami Shrine.

Looking at Nurarihyon, who still had his upper body, Hakuto said with emotion, "I haven't used my hands in several hundred years. I'm out of practice. I didn't expect not to kill you with one slash. What a failure."

Yae Miko directly roasted him: "Are you out of practice? Obviously, you just didn't want him to die so easily. That's why you didn't kill Nurarihyon with one slash directly."

Hakuto turned his head. His overbearing golden eyes glanced faintly at Yae Miko. "Hmm?"

Yae Miko's body trembled slightly. Then she directly hid behind Hagoromo Kitsune. Seeing Yae Miko like that, Hakuto shook his head. Then he looked at the Yokai of the Kyoto Clan.

"You disobeyed my orders, Kidomaru."

Hearing Hakuto's words, Kidomaru and the many Yokai of the Kyoto Clan knelt on one knee.

"Please punish us, Lord!"

There was no excuse. Seeing the Lord they revered and worshipped return, even if they were told to all die right now, they would unhesitatingly commit suicide.

Seeing this, Hagoromo Kitsune couldn't help but speak. "They only disobeyed your orders because of my command. For my sake, forgive them this once."

"Not only did they disobey my orders, but they also allowed Mother to be injured. Kidomaru, you have disappointed me greatly."

Hakuto's words made the Yokai led by Kidomaru show expressions of guilt and self-blame.

"But since Mother has pleaded for you, the death penalty is commuted. But you cannot escape punishment. Cut off one of your own arms."

"Yes!"

Without any hesitation, the Yokai of the Kyoto Clan directly cut off one of their own arms.

"Hey, hey, hey. You come back and turn my Grand Narukami Shrine into a bloody mess. That's going too far!"

Hakuto looked at Yae Miko. A hint of amusement flashed in his pale gold eyes. He ignored Yae Miko. Then he said to these Kyoto Clan's Yokai, "Since you have been punished for your faults, then naturally, you must be rewarded for your merits. For a hundred years, you have served Mother loyally and devotedly. Naturally, you cannot go unrewarded."

Looking at these Yokai before him, Hakuto waved his hand. A cloud of black mist instantly covered the severed arm of each Kyoto Clan Yokai.

The next moment, new arms grew out. And these arms were many times stronger than their original arms.

"Thank you, Lord, for your gift."

"Protect my mother well. If you let her be injured again, then you can all go die."