Oni no Ou to Chigire c6 part116-117

Oni no Ou to Chigire - Chapter 6 Pg 116 & 117

“If you don’t know anything about it, that means your

demon servant acted on his own. By the powers vested in me by my

position as head of household, I command you. Tokimori’s demon, show

us your true form.”

“……!”

Masanori ordered

firmly as Tokimori looked down at Yato. Still clinging to Tokimori’s

arm, Yato faced the opposite direction. He was posed to ignore the

head of household’s command.

“Yato, what’s this about?

What’s going on?”

“Hey, Tokimori……”

When Yato

tried to say something with a troubled face, Masanori

yelled.

“Akatsuki, do it!”

Something large and red

suddenly came out of nowhere from behind Masanori. It became a gust

of wind coming to strike Tokimori. There was no time for him to even

scream. The demon Masanori summoned swung one of his arms up, those

five sharp claws intent on ripping Tokimori apart. He tried to

escape, but his feet become tangled as he felt to the floor. The

demon was right in front of him. His body froze in fear, he closed

his eyes and curled up. He heard the sound of something going

poof, then something striking violently above his head.

“……?”

The pain he was preparing for never

came. When he cautiously opened his eyes halfway and looked up, a

large demon with black hair was standing in front of him, twisting

the arms he had grasped of the demon that tried to attack him. Both

of the demons were around two meters large, wearing only a cloth

around their waists, the rest bare. The shapes of their bodies, and

the color of their skin looked human. Even so, the two horns sticking

out from their heads, the long fangs they had bared, and the sharp

claws that looked as if they could easily bore through iron, were

things no human would have. The demon called Akatsuki was most likely

Masanori’s demon servant. The red he saw was his long hair that went

past his hips. His handsome face that looked like a human’s in their

thirties made him a rather beautiful demon. Since the black haired

demon had his back to him, he couldn’t see his face, but the

tiger-striped loincloth he wore was way too familiar.

“Ya…to……?”

As if to drown out Tokimori’s

faint voice, an assertive voice similar, but much deeper that Yato’s

voice, spoke sharply.

“What do you think you’re doing to

Tokimori!? I don’t care if you’re the head of household or whatever,

don’t get cocky!”

A dull sound echoed as the black haired

demon kicked his knee hard into Akatsuki’s stomach.