Demon hunter’s Cooking Manual
Chapter 1177 - 106 Attract!_2

So, the members of the Hanakaiin branch rarely make such a choice.

Especially those with the potential to challenge the main family.

For the first time, Hanakaiin Rō sized up Hanakaiin Haru with a serious gaze.

"Have you already decided to give up on the main family?"

Hanakaiin Rō asked.

"Heh."

"Are you serious asking that question? Don't you find it laughable?"

Hanakaiin Haru scoffed coldly.

Hanakaiin Rō fell silent momentarily, shaking his head slightly before striking again.

This time, Hanakaiin Rō seemingly teleported behind Hanakaiin Haru, raising his hand to grab at Haru's back.

Fast!

Far faster than Hanakaiin Haru had imagined!

But, the Dogheaded Swordsman was even faster!

"My dear friend! I will protect you!"

Turning swiftly with his blade, the long sword met Hanakaiin Rō's outstretched hand.

Clang!

The clash of metal sounded as Hanakaiin Rō retreated, but the Dogheaded Swordsman followed like a shadow, slashing relentlessly.

Clang! Clang, clang!

The dense sound of strikes echoed like a blacksmith's hammer on an anvil.

The two sides were locked in a stalemate.

Yet, Hanakaiin Haru knew full well that Hanakaiin Rō held the advantage.

Because this was the enemy's home turf!

Even with the Inugami on his side, the longer the battle dragged on, the more the tide would turn against him, leading inevitably to failure!

Thinking this, Hanakaiin Haru took a deep breath—

"Inugami, buy me five seconds!"

"Got it!"

The Dogheaded Swordsman nodded in agreement.

Hanakaiin Haru began channeling the power of Onmyōdō, stimulating the energy of a 'Martial Artist' within his body.

The two forces fused together in a bizarre, unnatural harmony under Haru's control.

Then…

Explosion!

Boom!

A massive surge of Onmyōdō erupted from Hanakaiin Haru's back and shoulders.

His already tattered clothing was instantly shredded apart.

The surge of spiritual energy shot upwards, scattering the surrounding black mist.

What remained was the sound of heavy breathing from the young Onmyoji.

"I can only hold out for ten seconds."

"Any longer, and my heart will overload."

"But ten seconds is enough!"

With this thought, Hanakaiin Haru shouted loudly:

"Inugami, get out of the way!"

"Leave the rest to me—"

"Shunkan Kai!"

Boom!

With a low cry, the young Onmyoji's fist connected with Hanakaiin Rō's body.

The Great Barrier's defense—shattered!

Skin, bones, muscles—all torn apart!

The core of the body—obliterated.

Even the upper torso was gone.

The combination of Onmyōdō and Combat Power revealed its devastating might at this moment.

However, the young Onmyoji's expression was grim.

Because Hanakaiin Rō's fallen lower half turned into a puppet.

A puppet!

All along, he had been fighting a puppet of Hanakaiin Rō!

"Just a puppet?"

Hanakaiin Haru muttered under his breath, his expression contemplative, before immediately turning to the side.

There were sounds of combat coming from that direction.

"Inugami, let's go!"

The young Onmyoji could no longer concern himself with anything else and rushed with his Shikigami toward the source of the commotion.

...

Hanakaiin Itsuki adjusted his hood, glancing at his hoodie, now torn halfway to shreds. His lips curled into a ferocious grin.

"Hanakaiin Rō, do you realize what you've done?"

"You ruined my favorite hoodie."

"Are you ready to pay for it with your life?"

Hanakaiin Itsuki looked at the tall man across from him, asking savagely.

He hated Hanakaiin Rō.

Or rather, he hated the entire Hanakaiin Family.

From a young age, he had been indoctrinated with the principle of 'loyalty to the family.'

But what kind of 'family' was worth such loyalty?

His mother could be abandoned, his father could shamelessly pander to an old hag for the sake of the family's "greater development."

What kind of family was that?

His mother had stopped smiling.

He stopped smiling too.

And then, they were cast out of the mansion.

In the dead of winter.

He survived by scavenging, digging through trash bins.

Yet, he didn't mind.

Because his mother was still there with him.

'I feel like drinking milk tea,' she had said one day.

'Leave it to me,' he replied.

Even though he scavenged, he had savings.

For what purpose?

Obviously, for moments like these.

He wanted to see his mother smile.

He brought back the milk tea.

His mother smiled.

Warmly, sweet like the milk tea itself.

And then, she was gone.

The morning after drinking the milk tea, his mother passed quietly. Her cold body devastated him, but she left one final wish: for him not to hate.

Not hate?

Impossible!

He hated!

Hated the heavens! Hated the earth!

He wanted to kill every last one of the Hanakaiin Family!

Yet, he fulfilled his mother's other final wish.

To place a snow lotus by her grave.

He did as she wished.

He climbed the snowy mountains, retrieved a snow lotus, and killed his father, his father's new bride, and everyone around them. The white snow lotus was dyed red, and he placed it before his mother's grave.

There was nothing left.

He had honored and betrayed his mother's wishes alike.

Milk tea?

Double sugar.

Half for himself, half for his mother.

Because his mother was still with him.

After all, milk tea is sweet.

As for others?

He could care less.

Although, if possible, he'd like to be friends with Jason.

Not just because Jason liked milk tea.

But because Jason was a pure-hearted person.

They were alike.

Which is why he came here.

To help his friend.

And if he could help his friend while taking down a head of the Hanakaiin main family?

That couldn't be more perfect!

"Die!"

Hanakaiin Itsuki unleashed a slash.

A sword!

Yes, a sword!

Despite being an Onmyoji, he wielded swords.

A blade made entirely of 'Frost.'

"A sword? An adept Swordsman?"

"And this...?"

"You've given up on the main family too, haven't you?"

Hanakaiin Rō managed to ask before he was frozen and sliced apart.

"Screw the main family!"

"I am who I am!"

Hanakaiin Itsuki swung his sword, severing the puppet's head, then raised an eyebrow at the wooden body.

"A puppet?"

"Heh!"

With a cold chuckle, Hanakaiin Itsuki headed toward the direction of the ongoing battle.

The fight wasn't over.

He still hadn't killed enough.

...

Crack!

Tsuchimikado Motoharu snapped Hanakaiin Rō's neck.

"As expected, just another puppet."

"They really went to such lengths to send a puppet."

"What are you trying to hide?"

"No!"

"What exactly are you planning to do?"

Tsuchimikado Motoharu muttered to himself before walking to the side.

Amidst the mist, Xiao Luyoufeng frowned.

"When did you discover me?"

Xiao Luyoufeng asked.

"When you led that puppet here... Hehe, Luyoufeng, do you owe me a favor now?"

Tsuchimikado Motoharu asked with a half-smile, narrowing his eyes.

"Yes."

"Except for divining Jason's fate."

"What else do you want divined?"

Xiao Luyoufeng responded.

He already anticipated what price he'd have to pay when he made the decision to lead Hanakaiin Rō into this.

However, it was well within what he could accept.

After all, direct 'combat' wasn't his forte.

"I want to divine what exactly Hanakaiin Rō plans to do."

Tsuchimikado Motoharu stated plainly.

"Alright."

Xiao Luyoufeng nodded and began the divination.

Then—

Spurt!

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out as Xiao Luyoufeng rolled his eyes and muttered weakly to Tsuchimikado Motoharu: "You—you tricked me again."

With that, he promptly passed out.

The sight left Tsuchimikado Motoharu briefly stunned.

He grabbed Xiao Luyoufeng, muttering softly to himself.

"Something truly big is about to happen!"

...

Whoosh!

Amidst a dull roar that made one's scalp crawl, over a dozen monsters were sent flying.

They were smashed into pulp.

But there was no blood or gore.

Instead, they dissolved into nothingness.

Or perhaps... they were absorbed.

Absorbed by that round, furry dandelion-like creature.

Meanwhile, Hui Lijing, heavily injured and drained of strength, instantly recovered.

Hui Lijing stretched in surprise and delight.

"Lijing, your Shikigami is truly suited for battle!"

Hu Qiandai couldn't help but praise.

"Indeed, I never thought Yingcao would be so battle-ready!"

The female detective nodded repeatedly.

Then, she suddenly turned sharply toward the mist on one side.

From there, a tall figure emerged slowly.

The individual first assessed Hu Qiandai, before fixing his gaze on Hui Lijing with a tone of curiosity and probing:

"Yingcao? The legendary Shikigami... can you tell me where you found her?"

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