I looked at my father who didn't really exist, and wanted to reach out to hold him, but I suppressed this idea.

"Father..."

My father looked at me, and for a moment, I seemed to feel that he had seen through my thoughts and pain.

"Ah?" Father smiled, but stopped as if he had discovered something, "Azi, you seem to have something to ask."

"...No." I lowered my head and said.

"That's right..." Father nodded, "Then, if there's anything Ah Zi wants to do, then go ahead and do it."

"Father...can I?"

"Okay. After all, Ah Zi has grown up, and I can't always be by Ah Zi's side."

At the junction of dusk and the time of encountering demons. I woke up at this time, only to find that I was sleeping on Yatama Haruka's legs. I was about to speak, but he made a silent gesture, and then motioned for me to get up and look out the window.

.

I stood up and held on to the wall and looked downstairs. Under the dim light of dusk, my brother's figure overlapped with that of Prajna. They walked into a door not far from here.

Today is...the third day after that? Is it because of that bowl of noodles?

I looked at Yamata, and he just smiled and poured a cup of tea without explaining anything.

I bowed to him again: "Please allow me to go there."

"Why?" Yamatahara asked, "Don't you know that he went there just to kill people? If you are still weak, you will only be implicated if you go there."

"Kill...kill people? You mean, my brother..."

"He is now dominated by hatred. If he knows that the Genji Onmyoji who set your father on fire is still nearby, what do you think he will do?"

What will he do?

What will the brother dominated by hatred... do?

I didn't have time to think about it, so I stumbled and ran to the door. Before I could get in, I covered my mouth and looked around. Under the light of the setting sun, people lying in a pool of red blood covered the entire room.

I looked at the blood-red footprints heading towards the escalator, and I immediately caught up with them without thinking.

There was a mess upstairs. The brother held a blood-stained knife in his hand and walked expressionlessly towards an onmyoji who was leaning against the wall and shivering. Hannya's ghost face had grown in size, blocking the onmyoji's face.
Chapter completed!