Everything happened in an instant.
Thus, behind Yoriichi, who had not detected anything at all behind him.
With the enhancement of the Transparent World, Mitsuba, who had completely concealed her presence, turned around at extreme speed and gently stabbed her left index finger from behind toward Yoriichi's heart.
Yes, this was exactly the method Mitsuba had spoken of to Muzan on that night decades ago—how she might be able to kill Yoriichi.
To summarize: it was about deception.
While possessing thorough understanding of Yoriichi's battle habits, Mitsuba deliberately concealed the effect of her "Fate Overwrite" Blood Demon Art ability.
And specifically based on Yoriichi's battle habits, combined with her own demonic characteristics, she formulated this battle plan of deception and surprise attack.
Mitsuba was very clear that this was not an open and honorable battle.
But no one had ever stipulated that battles must be open and honorable.
Facing Yoriichi, no creature in this world could defeat him in an open and honorable manner.
The power of the Child of God was far beyond what mortals could reach.
Only by exploiting his slightest human weaknesses, through deception and surprise attack.
This was the only way.
Only, did she truly want to do this?
The flow of time suddenly became extremely slow at this moment.
Gazing at Yoriichi before her, who had not detected the movement behind him and was still slowly sheathing his blade, as her index finger continuously moved forward, Mitsuba suddenly had this question in her heart.
Did she truly, want to personally kill her elder brother?
In this slow-to-extreme time, countless thoughts in her mind all surged out at this moment.
They all seemed to be trying to persuade her, speaking of how this act was wrong, and hoping she would abandon this behavior.
But in merely the next instant, Mitsuba excluded all these distracting thoughts.
Her gaze became firm once again.
Yes, she must do this.
Matters had reached this point. In this instant of life and death, she absolutely could not retreat!
She had sworn that from now on, she would definitely personally decide her own fate!
Anyone who wanted to kill her, anyone who wanted to interfere with her life—she would definitely resist with all her might!
Even if that person was her blood relative!
Her will was incomparably firm. Thus, slowly, Mitsuba's index finger pierced into Yoriichi's body as easily as piercing through tofu, and then... pierced through his heart.
Everything was this simple.
Even as the Child of God, even possessing extraordinary power, he was still a mortal body.
Even an ordinary small knife could easily pierce through his body.
Not to mention, Mitsuba's finger, which was harder than refined iron?
"Cough..."
What entered her hand was somewhat warm. Her fingertip felt what seemed to be a heartbeat.
As his heart was pierced through, Yoriichi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
He slowly lowered his head, looking with surprise at the bloodstain continuously spreading on his left chest.
This was the first time the Child of God had been injured in his life.
But he was not surprised by his younger sister's victory obtained through meticulous calculation.
Rather, he was surprised that... the feeling of being injured could actually hurt this much?
Truly, incredible...
There was no shock, no anger, not even fear.
What appeared on Yoriichi's aged face at this moment was only deep helplessness.
And that trace of relief, as if he had finally laid down everything.
"It is your victory, Mitsuba."
Saying this, Yoriichi's body slowly knelt forward, and Mitsuba's index finger also withdrew from his heart at this moment, blood gushing out in large amounts.
Actually, even until this moment, Yoriichi still had the chance to counter-kill.
Relying on his exquisite control over his own muscles, Yoriichi could completely achieve temporarily delaying his time of death by tightening the muscles near his heart.
Although this still could not avoid his eventual death, it was enough to allow Yoriichi to kill his younger sister dozens or hundreds of times over again.
But Yoriichi did not do this. He didn't even draw his blade out again.
The man praised as the Child of God only slowly collapsed.
What he spoke from his mouth was only praise for his younger sister's perfect scheme.
"Truly... very brilliant... even I completely didn't expect... that you still hid this move, Mitsuba..."
"Elder Brother Yoriichi?"
Standing in place, looking down blankly at Yoriichi collapsed on the ground, Mitsuba's face showed only stunned confusion.
Wrong, this was completely different from the situation she had anticipated...
Why, didn't Elder Brother Yoriichi try to use his final strength to attempt to kill her?
Why are you praising me?
What is with that expression of relief on your face?
Given your identity, given your fate, shouldn't you be working hard to stop your bleeding now, then exerting all your strength to cut off my head again?
Mitsuba didn't understand.
Since becoming a demon decades ago, at this moment, she felt the sensation of "losing control" for the first time.
Losing control?
As if suddenly realizing something, that smile Yoriichi had shown after learning his future from her mouth earlier suddenly surfaced in Mitsuba's mind.
[Mitsuba, can you tell me my fate hereafter?]
[Then after this, will I still meet anyone worth remembering?]
[So it was like this. I understand...]
[Mitsuba, I am about to draw my blade. Show me your Blood Demon Art well.]
The contents of the siblings' previous conversation all surged out at this moment.
Mitsuba suddenly thought of the story of that small mountain village Yoriichi had told her at the beginning, the various matters about the gods he had asked her about, and his own future...
And, that plain strike of his without activating the Bright Red Blade.
In her mind, all subtle anomalies seemed to connect together at this moment.
Finally reacting, Mitsuba looked at Yoriichi lying on the ground in disbelief, her eye sockets suddenly somewhat moist.
"Elder Brother Yoriichi, were you... seeking death?"
She finally realized.
Tonight's Yoriichi, this aged Yoriichi before her—he actually had no so-called fighting spirit from the beginning, nor the absolute determination to kill her.
Even, he had been prepared from the start to be outwitted by her.
In the decades of wandering over the past years, the Child of God's heart had long been exhausted.
Uta's murder, the murder of those villagers in that small mountain village... all deeply struck the mortal heart of the Child of God.
In this long journey of life, the originally emotionally blank Child of God gradually acquired human feelings through repeated experiences and losses.
He gradually became aware of his own difference, gradually understood the fact that he was the Child of God.
And also gradually felt that mighty force from the high heavens above, constantly pushing him toward the predetermined direction.
Under the push of this mighty force, he gradually developed hatred for demons, and made slaying Muzan and eradicating all demons in this world his lifelong goal.
However, what Yoriichi never told anyone was that this was actually... not his true dream either.
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