Yura of the Hair walked over, her golden slit pupils enlarging before him.
"My hair can absorb Demonic Qi; the more you struggle, the weaker you will become."
"Stay obediently."
She reached out, her slender fingers resting on Kanbe Hikaru's chin, lifting it gently.
"When that priestess returns and sees you bound by me, what do you think she will do?"
"Will she obediently hand over the Shikon Jewel?"
"Or—"
She leaned in closer, her breath spraying onto Kanbe Hikaru's face.
"Watch helplessly as I drain your essence?"
Kanbe Hikaru looked at her.
There was no fear on his face, not even tension.
Only a... mockery that made Yura of the Hair feel confused.
He had to admit, he had actually underestimated the female demon before him.
Thinking about it carefully, in the original work, she had also fought against the half-demon protagonist, Inuyasha, and even managed to suppress Inuyasha for a time—
At that time, Inuyasha did not have the Tessaiga in his hand. Although he couldn't be considered strong, in terms of sheer power, he certainly wasn't someone an ordinary minor demon could compare to.
To be able to suppress an Inuyasha like that, Yura of the Hair, by Kanbe Hikaru's own definition, had definitely approached the level of 'Materialization'.
And was slightly stronger than his current self.
But fortunately.
He still had tricks up his sleeve!
"What are you laughing at?"
She frowned.
"Laughing at you."
Kanbe Hikaru said, "Do you really think I would be trapped by a trick like this?"
"A trick?"
Yura of the Hair's expression darkened.
"You are bound and unable to move, you can't even pick up your blade, and you still dare to talk tough?"
"It's not talking tough."
Kanbe Hikaru smiled.
That smile looked somewhat eerie and abrupt on his pale face.
"It's that you have underestimated me too much."
"Underestimated you?"
"Yes."
A flash of red light flickered in Kanbe Hikaru's eyes.
"You only see that I am an Oni Samurai."
"But you don't know—"
"This Oni Samurai of mine is a bit special."
He raised his head and looked around.
"Look around you."
Yura of the Hair was stunned for a moment.
She followed Kanbe Hikaru's gaze.
Then, her expression changed.
In the surrounding air, at some unknown point, a faint red color was drifting.
The red was very faint, so faint that it was impossible to notice during the previous battle.
But looking closely now—it was mist.
Blood-red mist.
Dense and thick, filling the entire area.
More numerous than even her hair strands.
"This is..."
For the first time, astonishment appeared in Yura of the Hair's voice.
"When did you set this up?"
"From the very beginning."
Kanbe Hikaru said.
"Did you think my dodging and counterattacks just now were only to evade your attacks?"
"No."
"I was setting something up."
"Setting up a—"
The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing that signature smile.
"A web even larger than your hair strands."
[Blood Resonance].
That was the ability left behind after the Muramasa merged with his body.
Using blood as eyes, using blood as a medium.
Anywhere stained with his blood was within his range of perception.
During the battle just now, he had deliberately let those hair strands cut him.
Every wound would bleed.
That blood turned into blood mist, scattering into the air.
It was everywhere.
It permeated everything.
"You..."
Yura of the Hair's expression finally changed: "You deliberately got injured?"
This time, Kanbe Hikaru did not speak.
Because there was no need to delay any longer.
And also because.
The time had come!
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