'TRAAAAANG TAAANG TANG TANG!!'
The blade and the spirit sword touched, 'CTIIIING!'
It came back into contact and the spirit sword managed to bounce off the blade the mysterious man was holding.
With a flash of lightning, Fuyuki grabbed the mysterious man's hand and then threw him into the air until the bedroom window shattered. Fuyuki kicked him out so that the mysterious man fell into the snow with the mask covering it showing a little part of his face.
The mysterious man immediately adjusted his mask and suddenly released a spiritual energy pressure that made the snow around the street sweep away.
Fuyuki soon caught up with him past the shattered window pane, but he gave a message before leaving them...
"Oi, analysis woman. I don't know your name yet, it looks like you can help Ayami with your spiritual power, so please help."
"Okay."
"Eh, so he's not dead yet?" Iori was surprised and asked in astonishment
"...Then thank you, for earlier."
"Yes." The woman answered briefly.
"Matsuda-sama, how am I?"
"Ah, yes you are. Please call grandpa."
"Well."
I hope they can do their job well.
****
In the middle of the night, Fuyuki looked for a battle area that was far from the Christmas celebration atmosphere so as not to stand out.
The two of them fought in the air stacking the spiritual power used on their feet.
"Psychopath!!"
"Who are you?" asked Fuyuki who looked at the mysterious man seriously, "...And why do you want to kill me? Are you after my position or my power?"
The mysterious man remained unmoved and continued the fight by wielding these swords at each other.
"Ugh!" my stomach still hurts.
Instantly Fuyuki curled up because of the intense pain in his stomach. "At this rate, I can...." I need to end this fight quickly.
'TRAAAAANG TAAANG TANG TANG!!'
Tonight's fierce battle should end with one of the men falling.
'HOSH! HOSH! HOSH!' Fuyuki was overwhelmed his breath quickening.
"Should I just freeze it, okay?" He thought, "But if I freeze now... I can't tell the face behind the mask."
"Fighting with a fever is hard, I get a little dizzy when I face the sword multiple times..." he muttered as he thought of a strategy that could open the mysterious man's face.
"...."
"You're tired huh? Hah! HAHAHAHAHAHA" he laughed wildly mocking Fuyuki. "You're so weak, just like the woman said."
Fuyuki looked down glumly.
"You are not the one who yesterday wanted to kill me, this time I feel your thirst for blood. Who are you?"
"I don't know, what is the importance of knowing your enemy? Knowing me will only cause pain in the flesh."
"What do you mean?"
The mysterious man chuckled as if he knew Fuyuki so closely.
"I wonder why you wanted to kill me. You're a spiritual power user too, at least someone must have hired you."
"HA HA HA HA."
"Stop laughing! Could it be that the person who hired you... my uncle-"
Then he swung the sword with his left hand and slashed his sword at Fuyuki's left hand, but missed.
"He's... left-handed."
"Hmm...." For a moment Fuyuki thought about how to cut the mask.
Fuyuki started to resume the fight while analyzing. He looks for blind spots by following his fighting style.
"Yoosshaaaa! I got you this time." Fuyuki managed to slash the mask.
'KRETEEEK, KRETEK, KREETTT, TEK, TEK'
His mask cracked, and the cracks began to fall to reveal part of his face.
Feeling that his identity will be exposed, the mysterious man retreated in front of Fuyuki, but Fuyuki was not relieved if he didn't see the face behind the mask directly. He chased after him and then blocked him.
The mysterious man still covered part of his face with his hands, then Fuyuki again slashed the bottom of the mask and he kicked the mysterious man until he couldn't stand up anymore.
The man fell under a thick pine tree and was covered in snow.
The remaining part of his mask cracked and began to reveal his face.
The mysterious man sat curled up in pain under the pine tree and looked down embarrassedly at Fuyuki's face.
Fuyuki approached him and for a moment the mysterious man he saw was familiar to him.
"You-"