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Don't just stand there! These scoundrels aren't half as well-behaved as the suspect!

...I'm tired.

You think I'm not?

I mean, I really am tired.

We and a whole bunch of scum couldn't catch one bloody woman. Kuso. Kuso.

She wouldn't touch a hair on our heads. The real scum are the ones she knocked out with her sheath, all of them have a rap sheet ten thousand ri long.

And we're working with these scum against her, while she knocks them out one-by-one...

Kuso... Kuso!

Koretou keeps saying, 'it'll get better', but I've been on the job for almost ten years, and I don't see things improving one bit—

Out of the way, cop!

Shougo!

How dare you attack a police!

I told you to get out of the way—

Why you—

Excuse me, officer. May I pass?

Or, I could commit assault on an officer of the law. Or murder. I'm not picky at the moment.

Thanks. For Shougo.

Ding, dong, ding, Lingones Department Store♪

Everything you want, you'll find it here, Lingones Department Store♪

Come in, have a pint! We have just the right lager for an Oni like you—

Or, if you prefer the more traditional stuff, we have a fine collection of imo shochu for you to pick from...

Take this, ojou-san.

Out of the way.

What's the hurry? Are you looking for the most precious thing on Terra, the stepping stone to 'happiness'—

Wait... you're the Ao-Oni of Kinsekikai?

......

May I ask where Momoka-san is?

Are you a fan? Or are you after Mifune's bounty?

Neither. I just want to ask a favor.

Can I ask you to 'disappear' me like Momoka-san? Maybe that'll make me go viral like her!

It's the Ao-Oni!

Can I get a pic?

Out of the way.

Wait, Ao-Oni-san—

Uh... Ao-Oni-san, we're just a drinking establishment...

One Moeshima Black, to go.

The Moeshima Black production line shut down a few years ago. May I interest you in the newest offering from the same maker? It's their premium line, which I'm sure you'll be happy with—

Fine. Whatever.

No one is following.

This is a good place.

This one's for you, Uncle Tessai.

Ugh... how could this stuff taste so thin, when it's so expensive and the alcohol content so high?

This is the second time I've drank to someone. The first was to my father at my old home.

The kaidan chasers must be thrilled about the Ao-Oni drinking with a dead man.

Kaidan... hah.

The story of me and Higashi ended when I chose to step up for what was right, when I really didn't know what it was.

It was stupid, even though I survived. Ch'en, too, faced the same choice, and she survived as well, but I still think it's stupid.

You should have met Ch'en Hui-chieh, Uncle Tessai.

She's a true kyou, although they pronounce it a different way in Yan. But it refers to the same thing: Someone who's willing to stand in the way of an army a thousand strong, armed with nothing more than a sword.

This one's to her.

But I'm not like her.

She's brave. Unlike me—

Hah, awkward, isn't it?

But I'm scared... I can't deny it.

I'm not worried about my own life. But what about other people? Those I'm trying to protect? What about...?

...What about my home?

Honestly, I should just set out for Lungmen right now, and never look back.

It's a big deal, an L.G.D. officer suspected of murder in Higashi. That'd make a headache for everybody, from Missy to Mr. Lin to Madam Fumizuki to Mr. Wei.

They won't abandon me. I know what kind of people they are, and they know me well.

But I caused this.

Will my new home suffer for the trouble that I caused?

How could I keep calling it home, in that case?

Or I could draw my sword and become a real Oni. A killer.

Kill Kinbee, kill any of his men who dare draw on me, kill any police who stand in my way...

Turn into a nightmare that roams the streets of Mitsukue, become a true monster, become the kaidan after all.

Take vengeance. Go with the tide, embrace the times, become the maddest of the revelers, and become exactly what he...

No, exactly what everyone in Mitsukue wants me to be.

There's no way out. Every path leads to a dead end.

Is the bottle empty already?

You certainly can hold your drink, Hoshiguma-san.

Who's there?!

Where are your men?

I came alone.

Where's Uncle Tessai's body?

In police possession. Cause of death was a sword wound, but it was not your sword that did the deed.

Then why are your men after me?

Orders from above.

Are you here to arrest me too?

No, I'm here to drink with you.

Damn, this stuff is strong.

You want to try to convince me to come quietly, so you can carry out those orders from above?

Then, get you out of Mitsukue and back to Lungmen.

Against the orders of your superiors?

......

Why do you think I had you taken into custody the moment you entered Mitsukue?

I would have done the same, if a gang leader who had committed a major crime in Lungmen twenty years ago came back.

Is that all?

What else could it be?

I can't believe you forgot.

The Diet candidate killed by the Kinsekikai was named Koretou.

......

That was for my uncle.

Kono bakayaro. His murder would not have gone ignored all these years, if you didn't stupidly claim responsibility for your stupid yakuza honor.

Sorry...

It's a little too late for that. There's nothing I can do about Mifune now.

He's in cahoots with one of the most powerful Diet member. How else could a yakuza have gained so much influence over the police?

The best I can do—the best the police can do is to let you go, so he won't get what he wants.

And Uncle Tessai's death will be nothing more than a footnote in the Ao-Oni kaidan legend and the Haunted House, and nothing will ever get resolved. Same as it was back then, am I right, Detective Koretou of the Spiritual Affairs Station?

......

You say you don't want him to get what he wants, but all you're doing is helping him.

You think Mifune is behind the kaidan.

You don't sound surprised.

A cop is a cop, even if he's from the Spiritual Affairs Station. I can smell where the rot is coming from, even with this chained collar around my neck.

So you've made peace with the chains?

All you need to worry about is filling your own stomach with fried meatchop with rice. Not all of us are the same.

Do you know how much it costs to get a house that can barely squeeze a family of four in Mitsukue?

I'm not sure I want to know.

If you're willing to pay off my loans and take my wife and kids to Lungmen, sure, I'll turn your old home upside down.

Or, if you're absolutely certain that it'll be a fatal blow to Mifune, I could potentially see myself jumping on this gamble of yours.

Now, it's your turn to answer.

Do you plan on paying off these loans that I'm not even sure I could free myself of before I die, or is there a greater power than the Diet, enough to take Mifune out once and for all?

......

I'm doing my best to help you. Recognize good faith when you see it, Ao-Oni.

Come with me.

No.

Give me a reason.

I...

...guma!

Who's there?

Who's what? What are you talking about?

...Hoshiguma!

Ghost-san!

Momoka?!

Do you hear Momoka's voice, Koretou?

Momoka? The idol? Isn't she supposed to be with you? I was going to ask where you hid—

I'm over here!

......

This way!

There's no one here. But the voice is getting closer—

Over here! This way!

Momoka?!

What—

You're there, right, Hoshiguma?

I'm here! Can't you see me?

I can't see you, but I can hear you!

Oh, I'm so relieved... I thought it was all over...

*sob*...

Hold the tears. Where are you? What's going on with this TV?

Kichisei and I are being held prisoner at Kinbee's base—

Momoka?!

Koretou.

......

I was agitated by Uncle Tessai's death and forgot a few things. My bad.

But what about you? Did you really think I'd hidden Momoka?

Kichisei too. I guess she's not important to you, nothing more than an inveterate pachinko gambler.

Hoshiguma—

What's one or two innocent lives to you, as long as you get this troublemaker out of town? After all, they're already knee-deep in this Kinbee mess. Why bother?

We'll do our best to protect them—

The people who died in the Haunted House, Uncle Tessai, that yakuza killed in Kajimachi a few days ago... since when have you been any good at protecting anybody?

......

I don't need you to remind me of my failures.

But you're not a troublemaker to me. You're my trump card, the only thing that can hurt Mifune, the only thing standing between him and total control of Mitsukue.

And the way you play it is to get me out of the city?

It's the best a cop can do.

A cop, eh?

You're a cop too. You know the limitations.

Go back to Lungmen, Hoshiguma. Your 'particular individual' and the L.G.D. will take care of things for you.

......

You're right.

Good, you've seen the light. Now hurry up and—

I mean, you're right that the L.G.D. would take care of things for me.

Maybe I've been too cautious... too concerned about bothering my friends.

What do you mean?

You're going to use the sword? For what?

I have a promise to fulfill.

You're going to rescue them?

Don't be sil—

Missy would probably be angry enough to burst a few blood vessels if I just went back to Lungmen with my tail between my legs, assuming I had a tail. And I'd never be able to look Lin Yühsia in the eye again.

As for Ch'en... I still have to fight Chi Xiao with the reforged Hannya. I can't very well go back empty-handed.

Aren't you afraid that you'll regret it for the rest of your life, like twenty years ago?

Uncle Tessai said that Hannya was imbued with the secret art of the temples. But I didn't have the discipline to suppress the madness in my Oni blood.

Discipline, madness... don't you think all that's a little vague?

I don't know what would've happened twenty years ago if the secret art was there, and I don't care. I don't need it now.

As long as this ribbon touches my hand, Hoshiguma will never fall to bloodlust.

As for regrets, the only thing I regret is that I tried to shoulder everything myself, but I was obsessed my sacrifice meaning something.

Why do you think you have to do this? Is it because you're a cop, or because you're yakuza?

Cop? Yakuza?

None of that matters.

I promised Momoka, that's all.

......

Oh, and since I'm going to rescue them, it's more likely than not I'll run into Mifune at some point... and I'll go find him if I don't. There's something I have to ask him.

You'll fight him?

I'm not looking for a fight, but I'm not sure there's a way out of it.

......

Put a gash or two in him for me.

You don't even have to ask.

Is that enough, though?

Like I said, I'm a cop.

......

I'm going back to the station.

I'll do my best to fend off pressure from upstairs, as long as there are no corpses.

Words cannot express my gratitude.

I hope I live up to it.