The Heroines Can Read My Secret Diary

Bai Yuekui's attacks became increasingly fierce. Hakuto even suspected that she had some deep-seated grudge against him.

For no apparent reason, why did Bai Yuekui keep chasing him and trying to cut him down?

And what Hakuto couldn't understand was why Bai Yuekui was here.

'Could she be a fake?'

'Was it a phantom created by the Nameless Mist?'

His eyes narrowed. Hakuto looked at Bai Yuekui before him, a hint of killing intent rising in his heart. She was attacking his vital points with every move. If he continued to just dodge, he would be done for.

Hakuto shouted to Hinako, who was nearby, "Stay back!"

Hinako immediately understood his meaning. She quickly hid in a far corner, not wanting to cause trouble for him.

Hakuto raised his sword. A murderous aura flashed in his eyes as he looked at Bai Yuekui. Then he raised the Musou Isshin in his hand. An invisible force gathered on the blade.

"A fake is a fake. He doesn't need to build up power when he uses Conqueror's Haki Infusion. I'll show you what a real Conqueror's Haki Infusion looks like."

An invisible force began to gather on Bai Yuekui's Tang sword. Then the blade glowed faintly blue.

"Conqueror's Haki Infusion!!!"

Her strike was later but faster. The Conqueror's Haki Infusion on Bai Yuekui's Tang sword was the first to be unleashed. An immense sword pressure surged towards Hakuto like an avalanche. The Conqueror's Haki Infusion, like a snowslide, almost crushed him. But Hakuto also unleashed the Conqueror's Haki Infusion wrapped around the Musou Isshin in his hand.

"Conqueror's Haki Infusion!!!"

A faint purple light also shone on the Musou Isshin. An equally immense sword pressure, nearly twice as weak as Bai Yuekui's, surged out.

Like a giant wave, one wave after another, each wave stronger than the last.

Hakuto had realized long ago that his Conqueror's Haki Infusion was too weak. So he had found another way, dividing it into several segments.

He cancelled out most of Bai Yuekui's Conqueror's Haki Infusion. But not all of it.

Hakuto felt as if he had been hit by a train. Intense pain shot through his chest. Then blood spurted out.

The blood spurted onto Bai Yuekui's face. The slightly warm temperature made confusion and fear appear in her eyes. The scene before her gradually changed into another.

The person in Bai Yuekui's eyes disappeared. In his place was Hakuto, holding the Musou Isshin, clutching his chest, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. Bai Yuekui nearly dropped the Tang sword in her hand.

Hakuto touched his chest with his fingers. At least three ribs were broken. Fortunately, none had pierced organs like his heart.

[Damn, Bai Yuekui's illusion is this strong? And she used Conqueror's Haki Infusion better than me. Damn it. I was directly slashed to near death. If I hadn't used Conqueror's Haki Infusion to cancel out some of the damage, I would probably have been turned into a cloud of blood mist right now, like those Yokai exploded at the Grand Narukami Shrine.]

The diary entry made Bai Yuekui realize that she had nearly killed Hakuto. A hint of regret flashed in her eyes. Bai Yuekui stopped attacking.

"Aren't you formed from the mist?"

Bai Yuekui asked Hakuto. Leaning on the Musou Isshin, the corner of his eye twitched slightly. Bai Yuekui's question made him understand why she had attacked him so fiercely, with every move aimed at vital points, trying to kill him.

It turned out that Bai Yuekui had thought Hakuto was an illusion of the mist. This made him want to scream. He had been beaten up for no reason.

[Damn it. Bai Yuekui mistook me for an illusion created by the mist and nearly killed me. Damn it. I'm noting this grudge. I'm not her match right now, so I'll swallow it for now. Bai Yuekui, just you wait.]

Standing up, Hakuto looked at Bai Yuekui with some gritted teeth. "Which of your eyes saw that I was created by an illusion?"

Bai Yuekui: "I'm sorry. I thought this was a conspiracy by the Restoration Society. So I might have been a bit harsh. Let me introduce myself. Bai Yuekui, Senior Academician of the Great Ming's Tian Gong Institute. At the same time, I am also the Commander of the Great Ming's Imperial Secret Police. The reason I came here this time is because I heard about the Restoration Society causing trouble here. I came to check it out. I didn't expect to encounter something like this as soon as I arrived."

Hakuto: "..."

[Bai Yuekui is actually an academician of the Tian Gong Institute and the Commander of the Imperial Secret Police. She came to investigate the Restoration Society? No wonder she reacted so strongly to this kind of situation. She really didn't hold back at all when cutting me. But that doesn't mean I'm just going to let this go, the fact that she nearly blew me up with one slash. Damn it, Bai Yuekui. I'll return this slash sooner or later.]

The corner of Bai Yuekui's mouth twitched. Hakuto's grudge-bearing nature reminded her of him. That person also held grudges and was extremely petty.

"So you're Yagami Hakuto. I heard about you from Natsuki. I came here this time intending to ask for your help. But I didn't expect to encounter this mist as soon as I arrived. If it weren't for the Conqueror's Haki Infusion you just used... Anyway, I'm very sorry. I will compensate you later."

"No need. What's done is done."

[Compensation? I don't need your compensation. You made me bleed. I'll make you bleed too. An eye for an eye, blood for blood. I'll return this slash sooner or later. If you can't block it then, you die.]

A flicker of gloom passed through his eyes. But Hakuto quickly hid it. He hated this feeling of not being able to control his own life and death.

Bai Yuekui: 'This damn bastard, why is he so unbending? I didn't mean it.'

Hakuto had always thought that he could already control life and death. But he hadn't expected to be so weak, nearly killed by Bai Yuekui with one slash.

What shocked and angered him even more was that the Spirits on him hadn't reacted at all. This made him understand one thing. Someone else's power, after all, is someone else's.

No matter how strong someone else's power is, it's still theirs. Only your own power is truly yours.

No matter how strong the Spirits are, if They don't help you, you're no different from a weak chicken.