The scorching, unbearable sunlight shone down on the ground.
One tall and one short, two people stood on the rooftop and looked at each other in silence.
Same long black hair.
Same black clothes.
Same parasol.
Natsuki's mouth twitched.
A demon with the same style as her, even more dazzling than the sunlight on Itogami Island.
A demon she had never seen before, one that didn't wear a log-in bracelet.
Natsuki was sure that this demon wasn't a resident of Itogami Island.
An outsider.
A dangerous and powerful one. The snake charmer was also an outsider.
Natsuki took out a black lace folding fan from her waist. She wanted to show that she was different from Eight-cloud Ink.
Seeing this, the corners of Yakumo's mouth curled up into a faint smile. She opened a gap and took out a folding fan that was also black in color. With a "hua" sound, she opened it.
"Pa!!"
Natsuki Nangong's forehead bulged with a big 'well' …
She closed her fan and a spatial magic formation appeared on her empty left hand. Then, a delicate teacup appeared.
Natsuki looked at Eight-cloud Ink provocatively. She lowered her head and tasted the black tea.
Eight-cloud Ink frowned as she smelled the strange tea aroma in the air.
Eight-cloud Ink's understanding of black tea was that it was based on Ceylon sugar tea and was slightly flavored with vanilla.
Very good taste.
The only difference was that she added brandy.
There was a hint of alcohol in the tea aroma.
Eight-cloud Ink hated the smell of alcohol.
Eight Cloud Ink also put away his folding fan. Under Natsuki's shocked gaze, he released his right hand that was holding the umbrella.
The parasol floated above Eight-cloud Ink's head as if it wasn't affected by gravity.
Eight-cloud Ink opened her fan and took out a cup of black tea. She sat on it with her legs crossed and began to enjoy the tea.
"Gulp!!"
Natsuki almost crushed the teacup in her hand.
Gritting her teeth, Goth loli glared at Yakumo who was sitting on the ground. Her dark eyes were burning with anger comparable to the sunlight of Itogami Island.
This guy is too despicable! How despicable!
Because it was very important, it had to be said twice!
"Unregistered Demon Race, state your name, race, and purpose!!"
"Finally, you can't hold it in any longer …"
Eight-cloud Ink was like a victor in a battle. With a lazy smile, she raised her head and glanced at Natsuki.
"… To be honest, adding alcohol to black tea is really a waste of black tea. Also, you actually like sugar tea. How tasteless. Don't you know that sugar will give tea a sour taste?"
"How dare you question my taste in black tea!?"
Natsuki flew into a rage and shifted her attention. 'So, to you, the black tea is more important than your job?'
"No, no, no. I just couldn't bear it when I saw the Ceylon black tea in your hand crying."
The "rational" part of the goth loli's brain snapped.
"Demons! This isn't over! "
Natsuki raised her hand and a chain appeared out of thin air.
The silver chain shot toward Eight-cloud Ink like a viper and tied up Eight-cloud Ink in the blink of an eye.
"That's all? What!?"
Eight-cloud Ink's body mysteriously disappeared. At the same time, the parasol above her head disappeared as well.
"Ah, that's the Raging Chains, the weapon forged by the gods in the legends?"
A voice with a strange charm sounded behind him.
Natsuki turned around with the parasol in her hand.
Tens of meters away, on top of a water supply tower on the roof of another tall building, Yakumo was sitting there, gently fanning herself.
"Spatial magic!? No, that doesn't seem like it … "
Eight-cloud Ink's disappearance made Natsuki feel more serious than ever.
The space around her started to ripple like water and became blurry.
Then, a delicate magic formation appeared in those blurry spots.
Countless silver chains flew out of the magic formation and flew toward Eight-cloud Ink from all directions.
Eight-cloud Ink's body disappeared again.
This time, Natsuki saw it clearly. Eight-cloud Ink hid in a dark crack with blooming lilies to avoid the Raging Chains.
"An ability that's never been recorded …"
Natsuki carefully thought about it, but she didn't see any similar ability in the information she had on the demons.
"… Could it be an undiscovered demon? How is that possible? "
"Don't be so nervous."
A crack suddenly appeared next to her, and Natsuki instantly teleported more than ten meters away with the parasol.
Eight-cloud Ink's body appeared from the crack. Just like before, she sat on top of the parasol with her legs crossed.
"I don't have any bad intentions, really."
No bad intentions?
"Your actions at the beginning weren't so convincing …"
"Ah, isn't it interesting?"
Eight-cloud Ink tidied up her messy hair.
"Look, it's rare to meet someone with similar stats, no, settings, I mean interests and hobbies, so it's rare that I'm happy …"
"I don't know why —"
Natsuki stopped attacking.
"— I feel even angrier."
Seeing that Natsuki stopped attacking, Eight-cloud Ink took out another cup of black tea.
"Do you want to try it? It's brewed with tea leaves from the underworld. "
Nangong Natsuki's delicate and cute eyebrows rose slightly.
Tea leaves from the underworld?
Could it be that this excessively beautiful demon in front of him was a ghost?
"I'm not a ghost."
Eight-cloud Ink saw through Natsuki's thoughts and said.
"I'm a devil."
"Devil?"
Natsuki was surprised. She didn't expect the answer to be like this.
Due to the development of humans, the number of demons decreased greatly. This was one of the reasons why Itogami Island was established.
Among them, one of the Demon Clans that had declined the most and was on the verge of extinction was the Demon Clan.
Even on Itogami Island, it was rare to see a devil.
"What kind of devil are you?"
Natsuki asked.
Race?
Eight-cloud Ink's race was a bit strange.
Originally, the realm devil Yakumo Yukari, Eight-cloud Ink's older sister, was a devil of an entire race. Or rather, Yakumo Yukari was an entire race, not an individual.
This was why theoretically, Yakumo Yukari was the only realm devil.
However, Eight-cloud Ink's birth overturned this rule.
Although she still didn't understand why it was impossible for a second realm monster to give birth to Eight Cloud Ink, Violet was very satisfied with this.
To Zi, having a younger brother of the same race was a gift from the heavens. Although Zi was a powerful monster, she had always believed in her own wisdom and strength, and not the illusory heavens.
She only said this to show that Eight-cloud Ink's race was difficult to determine.
If she had to give an explanation …
"You can think of my race as a realm devil …"
"What's that? I've never heard of it. "
Natsuki looked at Eight-cloud Ink with her parasol.
She even started to suspect that Eight-cloud Ink was lying.
"If I want to explain this, it's directly related to my ability. We've only met for the first time, right? Do you think I'm the kind of stupid BOSS that would wait for the brave to come and kill me? "" That's right.
Eight-cloud Ink chuckled and looked not far away.
There, smoke filled the air.
"Ah, the battle over there seems to have ended."
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