Having made up his mind, Kamiyagawa twisted the handle of his firewood knife with one hand, his gaze hardening a bit.
"He he..."
The Hannya wearing the sinister smiling mask let out a weak, eerie laugh as its malicious golden eyes fixed unblinkingly on the blade of Kamiyagawa's knife.
Hannya sensed a threat.
To be honest, this living human who shouldn't have appeared in Strange Tale World was not strong—in normal times, it would have never been a match for Hannya.
But, Hannya was now too severely injured, its status was too poor.
"Aba!"
The tiny old man on Kamiyagawa's shoulder was excitedly punching the air.
He seemed to think that his master, whom he had not recognized for long, was finally going to take action to finish off that injured mask-wearing creature from Strange Tale World.
As a weak spirit with low growth potential, the tiny old man was very pleased to see more powerful creatures from Strange Tale World fall.
