I, Nurarihyon, the Lord of All Monsters

"Get up"

"Since you are the princess of the demon cat clan, you don't have to kneel to me."

Nurarihyon said lightly.

Unexpectedly,

Himari shook her head, exhaled a breath of foul air, and answered firmly:"I am just a princess of a fallen country. Today, the West Kingdom is ruled by the leopard cat lord Okinakata."

"And since I have joined the Nura Clan, I am under the command of the General, and I recognize the General as my master!"

Himari continued:"Ryota Neko is the son of the demon general who guards me."

"After the demon general's guard was seriously injured and died, I took Ryota Cat and traveled through Shikoku and Kinki regions to Edo Castle in Kanto."

"In order to conceal the truth, Ryouta Cat climbed to the position of leader of the cat group, and I became the deputy leader."

In fact, the pure and noble bloodline of Himuri is more powerful than Ryouta Cat.

"If I remember correctly, I remember that Himari can also transform"

"After the transformation, the strength is greatly enhanced, but the sanity will also be lost."

"As for the true identity of Himari, it is not explained in"Guardian Cat Girl Himari", but the West Country belongs to the forces in"Inuyasha""

"Sure enough... this is a world of monsters, and many settings have been changed……"

"For example, Nurarihyon's premature aging!"

"For example, Kurodabo went from being a member of the Hyakumonogatari group to a wild monster from outside."

"For example, the cat ears and tail of Himari were originally white, but now they have turned black."

"I guess there are many other changes.……"

Nurarihyon's mind was full of thoughts, and his lowered eyes seemed to be shimmering with golden light.

Seeing Nurarihyon fall silent, Himari felt a pang in her heart, and her cat ears drooped. She quickly said,"General, I really didn't mean to hide these things."

"It's just... I'm just afraid of being hunted down by the West Country.……"

"If you are angry, just kick me out of the Nura Group, and please let Ryouta Cat continue to stay in the Cat-Hustling Group!"

With a roll of the green demon fire, Himuri transformed into the form of Nekomata again and turned around to leave.

At this time.

Nura Koihan opened one eye and said playfully:"When did I want to kick you out?"

""Meow?"

The cat paused and turned its head in surprise.

Nurarihyon yawned lazily, facing the warm spring breeze, reached out to catch a cherry petal, and asked with a smile:"Himari, are all cat demons impatient?"

"Meow——"

"That's great~！！"

The cat leaped up again and pounced on Nurarihyon.

The demon fire ignited in the air, and instantly transformed into a human form, and fell into Nurarihyon's arms.

Nurarihyon's hands, which were inserted in the kimono's collar, quickly opened and hugged the pounced Himari.

"This slutty cat, seducing my Koiban again!"

The Snow Girl saw the shameless Himari, who was about to dive into Nurarihyon's arms. Her face first turned red with shame, and then she became jealous. The cold air around her exuded a strong smell of vinegar.

But thinking of Himari's tragic life, the Snow Girl's white cheeks bulged, and she did not stop Himari.

Nurarihyon's open chest could feel the soft and elastic two balls, as well as the faint and pleasant fragrance emanating from Himari.

"In that case, let me try a ghost entanglement with you."

Nurarihyon held onto Himari's slender white shoulders with both hands and said to her seriously

""Okay!"

Feiju blushed and nodded happily.

"Release your fear."

Nurarihyon's voice became serious. Ghost entanglement is not a joke. Himari's expression immediately became solemn. With a delicate shout, her petite and graceful body ignited with green demonic energy.

Before releasing the fear, she stimulated her own demonic energy.

This was a sign of not being proficient in sending and receiving fear after being promoted to a demon general.

But soon, Himari succeeded in stimulating the fear.

Groups of green ghost fire floated around her.

"Fire attribute?"

Nurarihyon released his fear, and it intertwined with Himari's fear.

It was similar to the scene when the Snow Girl cast the ghost entanglement.

Himari was instantly swallowed by the thick and strong black fog. She felt as if she was drowning, falling into a bottomless pool, sinking uncontrollably.

At the same time, her own power, including the demonic energy, seemed to be rapidly fading away, being controlled by another force.

"Is this... is this a ghost?"

Himari was a little panicked subconsciously.

Having fled from home since childhood, Himari was instinctively afraid and lacked a sense of security. She wanted to compete with Nurarihyon for control of power.

In the dark abyss, the dusty fragments of memory emerged one by one: her father, the demon king of the West Country, was killed by the leopard cat lord, the leopard cat lord.

The blazing flames engulfed the entire castle. There were scenes of killing everywhere. There were shrill screams everywhere.

"no, do not want……"

"No!"

"Father, mother, please don't die!"

"Uncle Qin Fang, why did you kill my father?"

Hiju curled up, her delicate body trembling with fear, holding her head with both hands, her face full of pain.

Suddenly, a gentle voice echoed from the dark abyss.

"Don't be nervous, Himari. I am Nurarihyon. You are being haunted by a ghost and it has triggered your dusty memory fragments."

"Believe me, since you have joined my army, you are mine, and I will not hurt you."

Nurarihyon's voice rang in Himuri's heart. In a trance,

Himuri, who was trapped in her inner demons, turned into a little cat demon, and became her childhood self.

The surroundings were all burning seas of fire and broken walls!

Her parents had just died in front of her, and the hideous and terrifying leopard cat clan was approaching with a grin.

At this moment, a young man wearing a dark striped kimono and a wooden sword on his waist came and landed in front of Himuri.

His back was slender and majestic, with messy and flowing thick black hair, one hand inserted into his lapel, and the other hand pressed on the sword.

There was always a cynical gangster feeling, but he exuded a noble aristocratic temperament and a hint of domineering.

The frightened and helpless Himuri was stunned for a moment.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

The figure turned around and stretched out a hand.

In the firelight, one could see his handsome face, which was reflected in orange-red and golden, with one squinting eye and one open deep golden pupil.