Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 589 - Chapter 589 Chapter 527 Aoki Shrine

Chapter 589: Chapter 527: Aoki Shrine Chapter 589: Chapter 527: Aoki Shrine “Who is he?”

The man pointed at Roger.

Roger didn’t peep but simply put on his shoes, nodded to Higurashi Chika, and was about to leave.

From beginning to end, his gaze merely swept over the man’s face in front of him.

“Wait a minute.”

However, it wasn’t the man who spoke but Higurashi Chika.

“Roger, come with us.”

“Okay.”

Roger nodded, walking up to Higurashi Chika’s side.

The two of them acted as if no one else was around. Higurashi Chika had been living alone for quite some time and, to be honest, she had grown somewhat unaccustomed to the presence of others in her life.

But for some reason, during the time she spent with Roger, Higurashi Chika didn’t feel any awkwardness or discomfort.

Even though he was a stranger not long ago, the appropriate conversation and communication between them had made her feel quite comfortable.

To be honest, Roger had no experience dealing with women. After learning that Autumn Water’s Guardian Spirit was a Nekomata, some other thoughts did spring up in his mind.

But such thoughts weren’t enough to change his attitude toward Higurashi Chika.

Higurashi Chika was a pure person.

Understanding her swordsmanship meant also understanding her as a person.

“Stop!”

The man standing next to Higurashi Chika spoke again. This time he took a big step forward, turned around, and looked at Roger and Higurashi Chika.

“Is nobody going to explain to me?”

The man tiptoed quietly, seemingly trying to convey a superior air, but then he realized that even on tiptoes, he was still shorter than Roger.

“Who is he?”

Before Roger could speak, Higurashi Chika answered directly, “What’s it to you?”

“You came to me for help, right?”

“That’s true.”

The man glanced at Roger warily. Roger noticed a flash of faint gold in his eyes, which vanished as quickly as it appeared, and soon a relaxed expression emerged on his face.

“Tsk tsk, quite ordinary.”

Puffing out his chest, he said, “Being here proves you have some background, let’s start with an introduction.”

“I’m Aoki Kazuo from Aoki Shrine.”

“Oh, hello.”

“I’m Roger.”

Roger nodded with a smile, then…

…there was no then.

“You don’t know me?”

“Never heard of Aoki Shrine?”

“Uh…”

Roger hesitated for a moment.

“Do you think I should know you, or should I not?”

Aoki Kazuo was taken aback, but he quickly understood the implication in Roger’s words; he opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.

“Senka, he doesn’t even know about Aoki Shrine; obviously, he hasn’t been practicing long. Although the part you’re responsible for isn’t too dangerous, do you still want him to join us in the action?”

Aoki Kazuo questioned.

“It’s alright, I can protect him,” Higurashi Chika replied expressionlessly, “Also, let me say it again, call me by my full name.”

Aoki Kazuo took another look at Roger, sizing him up and down, and couldn’t help muttering quietly.

“Me, a Third Tier Onmyoji… just how…”

Roger chuckled silently. Even a fool could guess this guy’s intentions towards Higurashi Chika, but he didn’t show any off-putting behavior.

Being straightforward probably was one of the reasons Higurashi Chika could tolerate him.

Aoki Kazuo was about 1.75 meters tall; that was decent in Sunrise, but still shorter than Roger was now.

Roger, having gone through two trials and with Pale Blood congealing inside him, was completely in restraint at the moment, but that earth-shattering change, even without the boost of Energy, was enough to make an unforgettable impression on anyone.

In comparison, Aoki Kazuo at this moment could only be considered, at best, to have a decent demeanor.

After all, for Roger, Third Tier ones he had killed too many already.

Naming after a surname, it seemed that Aoki Shrine must be quite prestigious, though he wondered what their Guardian Spirit was.

They walked into the main hall.

“Let me go over this again,” Aoki Kazuo deliberately avoided looking at Roger, “We’ve found a Red Prajna in the Deer Horn Area.”

“In just a few days, dozens of people have died because of it. This creature comes and goes without a trace, and several Onmyoji who went to investigate had their necks snapped.”

“What’s more troublesome is that so far, we haven’t been able to ascertain its true body. Moreover, it’s not acting alone; there’s another White Prajna working with it.”

“You just told me that Red Prajna is a male?” Higurashi Chika suddenly spoke up.

Aoki Kazuo nodded, “It’s well known that Prajnas are mostly female, taken over by Everworld due to their hearts filled with jealousy and their dark psyches, thus transforming into dreadful monsters.”

“The weakest is the White Prajna, while the Red Prajna is the most powerful and terrifying of them all. They have no limits, act recklessly, and completely enjoy the pleasure of killing.”

“And they use the bloody massacre to enhance their strength.”

“But don’t worry, I’ve made thorough plans. Leave the Red Prajna to me. You… just need to handle the slightly weaker White Prajna.”

“Before being transformed, that woman’s name was Ito Rieko, a common streetwalker. Rumor has it that her face was destroyed for some reason, and perhaps it’s that which gave rise to her resentment.”

Aoki Kazuo handed Higurashi Chika two photos. The first photo showed a girl with a radiant smile standing under a Cherry Blossom Tree.