The Return of the World's Destructive Hero
Chapter 64: The One Night Incident
On a clear morning Satoru was in the school garden, sitting alone while staring at the clouds in the sky. He kept thinking of ways to return to the other world, because he felt that the world was the place he should be. Some of his memories had started to return which resulted in his usual change in attitude. As he looked at the girl who was sitting alone the night before, Satoru felt a shard of her strength clinging slightly to the girl. That was why he had without hesitation offered the girl a place to stay.
"Devil hunters. When I lived in this world before moving there, I never knew about it. But now different, monsters, evil spirits, all that is normal enough for me."
The school ends like normal days, Satoru goes to the back hill of the school again, followed by Ren and Sena. While at the top of the hill, Satoru looked at the entire city trying to find the exact location of the pieces of his power. Ren and Sena seem confused by what Satoru is doing.
"Hey, Satoru. Why did you call us here?" asked Ren astonished.
"Hmmm~ why yeah? Ah, right there is one thing I want to ask," replied Satoru turned around.
Sena and Ren stared at one other greeting in confusion.
"Do you know anything about, Spirit Control Fan?" Satoru. "Seeing the reaction of the two of you, it seems you know about it," Satoru continued after seeing Ren and Sena's slightly tense faces.
"W-what do you want to do with that gun?!" sena shouted with the attitude of the horses who were ready to fight.
"Sorry Satoru, but I can't stand still after you ask that, either" Ren said, who looks ready to fight as well.
At the top of the hill, precisely on a large enough land with trees that surround it. There were 3 people facing each other, 2 of them were ready to fight, while 1 was just standing in front of them.
"Well, wow, I never thought there would be two people from big families here" said someone who came in midway through the situation.
"You ... ?!" Ren and Sena were quite shocked when they saw the person who had come.
Tamashinohi Miya, a highly skilled demon exterminator. He was born into a family of eminent exorcists, with a destiny to eradicate evil and make the world a purer place with his innate spiritual power. He can see things that are invisible to others. Either by soothing them gently, or by performing an exorcism, he brings the lost spirits to heaven. Although he had to constantly face the darkness, he never lost his high spirit and kindness. He is friendly to everyone, and willing to help those who suffer from evil deeds of demons and spirits.
However he has a problem, namely he is very addicted to entertainment, especially festivals and gambling. The Miya family has a habit of holding festivals after successful exorcisms. It was to please the living, comfort the dead and give a proper conclusion to everyone, the elders said. Miya used to love this festival. Maybe a little too much. Young Miya is enamored by a festival filled with bright lanterns, music, fireworks, and games.
Miya played a three-card monte as her first gambling game. Until he is dragged home, at the hands of his neighbor who meets the over-happy Miya, he wins twice and loses six times in a row and almost loses everything he has. He could not forget his joy just like that. He secretly ran around playing the game risking his family's possessions, and ended up losing all of his devoted family's souls to the rest of the world. His grandmother and the elders banished him from the house and never ordered Exorcist Miya to return home unless she was with all the lost spirits. But he still couldn't stop gambling, because he was sure he could "go big with one chance" and bring home all the lost spirits. He often lost all of his money earned from exorcisms.
"I don't think the exterminator of the devil's waste like you're here" Sena said.
"But let me see. Two demon exterminators from a large family were directing hostile intent at an ordinary human? Aren't you ashamed?" continued Miya walking in front of Satoru with the intention of protecting him.
"What do you want to do?" ren said cautiously.
"Nothing, I just want to protect the people who helped me. That's it," Miya replied with a wry smile.
Satoru holds Miya's move. "Hey, do you know about the Spirit Control Fan?" Satoru.
"Yes, it's in the base of the exterminators," replied Miya. "Eh?! Wh-wait! Why do you know about that?!" connect Miya while she wakes up.
When looking back Satoru had disappeared and there were only a few black feathers flying in the wind. "Hoi, look up!" ren pointed.
Satoru flew in the sky with both wings in pitch black and looked at the three people below him coldly. He looked towards the city and saw some kind of barrier wall in a temple. "There it looks like." Satoru flew straight towards that direction so quickly.
"Look at what you're doing!" shouted Sena with a ketus.
"Calm down Akatsuki girl! You should know what's more important right now, right?" reply Miya who looks quite calm. "I don't know what's really going on, but it looks like Satoru is after the fan" he continued.
"That's right, we should be quick to report this!" ren said seriously.
The three of them immediately descended from the hill and reported the situation through shikigami. The message came first to all the demon exterminators before Satoru reached their headquarters. Flying soundlessly over the sky, it moved to hit the protector with its bare hands countless times until it cracked.
The bags!!
"Heh, so this is the original shape of the building," Satoru murmured as he entered the protective room.
It was seen that so many people were gathered there with weapons pointed at Satoru. A figure that looked like a human but had a pair of pitch-black wings like a starless night sky. Everyone who saw that figure was like being exposed to the pressure of such a huge force that it made them tremble in fear. Even so they still stand to face it and fight fear. The exterminators knew that their work was very close to death, so there was no point in fearing a powerful enemy. Even if it ends up dead.