Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

Blood splashed in the tearing sound.

Miyamoto Musashi's abdomen was easily cut open by the sudden slash.

Severe pain immediately swept over Miyamoto Musashi's body from the abdomen.

"I can't lose! I can't lose!"

"Die for me ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Moon Breathing Eighth Form·Moon Dragon Wheel Tail"

Just thinking about losing, Kokushibo couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and it seemed that because Emiya Shirou's [Demon Slayer] was a semi-finished product, the various injuries on Kokushibo's body, which turned into a monster form, recovered quickly.

He bit Miyamoto Musashi tightly like a beast, refusing to let go, and scars appeared on Miyamoto Musashi's body one after another.

Blood soaked the land in just an instant.

And Emiya Shirou just stood there and watched the two people who were in an absolute disadvantage without any movement.

Watching Kokushibo force Miyamoto Musashi into a desperate situation.

But is this really a desperate situation?

How could it be a desperate situation if Shirou Emiya didn't make a move.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Kokushibo's slashes were like meteors, one faster than the other, covering Miyamoto Musashi with an overwhelming force.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Miyamoto Musashi's double blades turned into a pure sword dance, like a rotating kaleidoscope, and he went forward without showing any weakness.

In the flash of swords and shadows, the whirlwind and storm of the blades kept colliding with each other, and it was impossible to count them.

Wounds, now it doesn't matter.

Life is even less important now.

"It's over--!"

Shirou Emiya's voice rang out lightly.

Having experienced the baptism of countless kendo masters, he is not so confused about who will win the final victory now.

"Kill!"

Until a certain moment, a golden samurai sword appeared from space, flashing through the swordlight and shadow.

It was an extremely wonderful feeling.

It was something that could be cut off as long as one focused.

It was a state that one pursued.

Under the oppression of life and death, her spirit became clearer and clearer.

"Clang!"

The heavy steel collision sounded like thunder, shaking the air and rolling towards the earth, causing a strong wind.

The samurai sword that was split into pieces like an alien whirled in the air.

Kuroshibo looked at the blood-stained woman in front of him with disbelief, and the breath of life was constantly disappearing.

"How, is it possible! I will lose--!"

This was his last words.

The next moment, a large amount of blood surged from Kokushibo's neck, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground, and the blood instantly dyed the grass red.

Immediately, it turned into black powder and floated in the air.

Miyamoto Musashi also seemed to be dragged down and fell down.

But he was caught steadily.

A steady voice came from her ear.

"This knife seems to have cut off the cause and effect--"

But what Miyamoto Musashi was thinking at this time was.

"Muramasa, you play me!"

Chapter 845 Eat first

Accompanied by the loud and clear crowing of chickens, the silent village woke up from the gradually thinning morning mist, people's voices gradually rose, and the sound of footsteps came from the streets and alleys.

"Muramasa-sama, thank you very much!"

The villagers, led by the village chief, looked at Shirou Emiya who had just walked out of the room with an extremely grateful expression.

"Wow! Grandpa Muramasa, can you leave with us?"

Xiaochun ran over from behind the adults crying, holding the corner of Shirou Emiya's clothes tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Xiaochun, Lord Muramasa has more important things to do!"

Her father scolded her in a very stern tone. After all, this was decided at the beginning, and the village chief had no intention of letting Shirou Emiya stay at the beginning.

Because he knew that if the evil spirits were not solved, Shirou Emiya alone would not be able to guard for a long time.

"It's okay, we are not going to see each other again. If we are destined, we will definitely meet again in the future--"

Shirou Emiya touched Xiaochun's head and comforted her softly. As for meeting again, he knew in his heart that this should be the last time they met.

Unless the other party really has an excellent fate with him, but this miracle will not happen.

"Pin---!"

Xiaochun, covering her eyes that were a little red from crying, stretched out her little finger with a little trembling.

"Pin--!"

Shirou Emiya made a promise with a smile.

The river outside the village was still covered with a light mist. The morning sun shone through the branches and leaves of the trees on the shore, through the misty water vapor, and sprinkled golden light on the gurgling water surface. The green grass on the waterside was dotted with wild flowers.

After a few days of sorting, the villagers basically took away everything they could take. The evil spirits were active at night, and only at night.

Daytime was the best time for them to leave here. If they did not stop during the day, they should be able to reach a safer town or village before night fell.

In the distance, under the shining of the morning sun, Xiaochun waved his hand reluctantly to say goodbye to Shirou Emiya.

Shirou Emiya was not stingy either, and also waved his hand in response.

As the sun rose, the scarlet blood spilled on the ground evaporated in a very short time.

The branches of flowers were swaying slightly in the morning breeze, and the dew on the tips of the leaves and petals rolled into the fragrant and moist soil, seeping into the grass roots close to the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Miyamoto Musashi's brows were slightly wrinkled, as if she had a terrible nightmare, and seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with something.

But in the end, under such direct sunlight, she should have woken up.

"!!!!"

What appeared in front of Miyamoto Musashi was the unfamiliar ceiling.

Oh, no.

She knew it.

Miyamoto Musashi remembered that this seemed to be the ceiling of Shirou Emiya's residence.

Hmm! ?

However, this fragrance——

"Hey! You're awake!"

Just when Miyamoto Musashi felt that his body was becoming light and was about to fly towards the food.

A greeting suddenly woke Miyamoto Musashi up.

At this moment, his brain was spinning rapidly, as if he remembered something. With extreme resentment in his eyes, he looked at Shirou Emiya who was sitting at the table next to him and eating breakfast quietly.

The more he looked, the more depressed he felt.

Immediately——

"I will bite you to death!!!!"

With a roar, Miyamoto Musashi slapped the edge of the bed and jumped up, rushing towards Shirou Emiya with his teeth and claws.

"!!!!"

Obviously, Shirou Emiya had not expected Miyamoto Musashi to do this.

He could only throw down the chopsticks in his hand in great panic, and stretched out his hands to interlock the fingers of Miyamoto Musashi who rushed over with claws, and clamped them tightly together.

At this moment, Shirou Emiya was sitting on the mat, and Miyamoto Musashi was pressing down on Shirou Emiya from above.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!! Do you know how dangerous the situation was at that time? Just watching from the side, it was like watching a play!"

Miyamoto Musashi scolded Shirou Emiya, and kept pressing down with his hands.

After all, Shirou Emiya was pressed down and it was difficult for him to exert any force. He was actually at a disadvantage under the sudden attack of Miyamoto Musashi.

As for Miyamoto Musashi, although she rebuked Shirou Emiya for watching the show, she was not angry.

Rather, if Shirou Emiya really took action at that time, Miyamoto Musashi would be really angry.

Nothing is more infuriating than having your understanding of kendo interrupted.

This is a duel between swordsmen who bet on their beliefs and kendo, although she did not see his determination on Kokushibo's sword.

His kendo was already shattered after he became a demon.

As for why Miyamoto Musashi was so furious at Shirou Emiya.

The breakfast was so delicious that she wanted to get it for free.

But it was not easy to say it directly, so Miyamoto Musashi felt that she should fight for the benefits of getting it for free that she deserved.

"If you continue like this, there will be no breakfast--"

Couldn't Shirou Emiya see her little trick?

Hearing that breakfast was about to end, Miyamoto Musashi's momentum dropped suddenly.

No matter what, she couldn't let her stomach suffer. If she had no food, how would she live in the future?

At the moment when Miyamoto Musashi was stunned, Shirou Emiya instantly seized the opportunity, exerted force on his waist, and stepped steadily on the ground with both feet.

"Damn it! You used a trick to disturb my mind!"

Miyamoto Musashi reacted quickly, but it was too late now. Shirou Emiya didn't even give Miyamoto Musashi a chance to counterattack. He stood up and pressed forward.

"Ah--!"

Miyamoto Musashi's feet hit the edge of the bed, and he fell backwards.

Shirou Emiya clamped Miyamoto Musashi's hands tightly and pressed him back on the bed.

The air instantly became extremely quiet.

Under the breeze, the window screen danced with the wind, and the morning sun smiled and radiated its own brilliance, turning into a golden beam of light, shining warmly into the room, shining on the faces of Miyamoto Musashi and Shirou Emiya, and the whole room was reflected in gold.

It was so unexpected, so unexpected.

The eyes of the two intertwined under the shining of this dazzling light.

The faces of both parties were not far apart, and Miyamoto Musashi could even feel the burning breath exhaled from Shirou Emiya's nose.

What a vicissitudes of life, what a resolute pair of eyes, in this moment, all the noise disappeared, and only one could hear his heart beating wildly in his chest.

"Cough——!"

"Eat first——"

It was Shirou Emiya who reacted first and coughed.

Chapter 846 The War between Man and Demon