ll her students, now have noticed Kohaku’s presence and came running towards us while shouting Kohaku’s name.

The students followed behind Kokuyo, and now that they had noticed Kohaku’s presence, they started pointing at her while covering their mouths with their hands.

“Hi, Kokuyo.
I’m home.”

“Welcome back.
If you had informed me, I would have come for you.

Kohaku smiled bitterly in response to Kokuyo’s words.

“You know I’m not good at such festive things, don’t you?”

On the other hand, Kokuyo spontaneously paid her respects to Kohaku, as if she was welcoming her master home.

Kokuyo is not only Kohaku’s teacher but also a vassal who serves the princess of the oni tribe.
At a glance, it seems like a complicated relationship, but looking at this, I don’t think Kokuyo would ever want to give up her position as a retainer.

“Fufu, you never change.
But above all, I’m glad to see you doing well.
….anyway, is there any urgency?”

“Don’t worry about that.
I have already finished it.
Now I’ve got some free time on my hands, so I thought I’d come back and see what I can do for my fellow student.

Also…This time I’m going to stay for a few days.”

“If that is the case, then I’ll let everyone in the village know you’re back.
Of course, I won’t let them bother you, but I’m sure everyone would be happy to know you’re back.”

“Oh, thanks for that.”

They are talking at an appropriate distance from each other, not too close to be a friend and not too far to be a stranger.
Kohaku understood her position, and Kokuyo respected it as well.

The Kohaku I know is the older sister who admires the Douji, but the way she behaves like a princess of the oni tribe must be ingrained inside herself.

“What are you planning to do today?”

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“My students wanted to fight Ms.
Sukuna, so I thought I’d have them all fight.”

“What! all of them?”

I couldn’t help but shout out loud at the bombshell that had been dropped on me.

I didn’t hear anything about that!

“Oh, didn’t I say so?”

“No, you didn’t.”

“It’s okay.
I don’t care.
Just get everyone out of here, be done with it, and let me fight Kokuyo-dono.”

“You can say that because you think it’s someone else’s problem.”

When A-chan smiles teasingly at me, I pucker my lips.

In the midst of all this, Kohaku looked at A-chan and raised an eyebrow.

“I’m sure you’re… the [Sword Saint]{Kensei}, aren’t you?”

“Fu… you know a lot.
Even though we’d never met.”

“A rare occurrence like the birth of a [Sword Saint] were bound create an uproar.
Just like how Sukuna defeated the Red Wolves.”

“Well, that makes sense.
Then once again, My name is Arthur.
Nice to meet you, Kohaku.”

“Yeah, nice to meet you too.”

[Sword Saint] {Kensei} is it a skill? It sounds more like a profession to me.

“NYOAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

As I was wondering about the little mystery, Himiko, who had noticed Kokuyo’s presence, came hurriedly over to me, shouting strange words.

“Oh my God, ohmygod, it’s Kohaku! It’s a real Kohaku!”

Himiko looks like a geek who gets excited when she meets her favorite idol.

Maybe she is.
She is probably a member of the Kohaku-sama fan club that Touka-chan mentioned before.
I’m sure of it.

Although she looked a little surprised at Himiko’s suspicious behavior, Kohaku responded to her gently.

“Woah, such spirited girl.
Why don’t you calm down and tell me your name?”

“Ye-yes, i-I’m Teppen Himiko! It’s nice to meet you!”

“Teppen Himiko… , I’m Kohaku.
Can I call you Himiko?”

“YES! PLEASE!”

Himiko was so happy that she threw her hands up in the air and said, “Whoo-hoo-hoo!”, one of Himiko’s strengths is her ability to express her joy so straightforwardly.

Kohaku shifted her gaze from the joyful Himiko to Kokuyo’s students.
She gave them a kind look, like a mother looking after her child.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you all.
How have you been?”

“OSHH! We’ve been training every day to be like you, Kohaku!”

Perhaps waiting for Kohaku to call out to her, one of the girls from the arranged line shouted.

As far as I could see, the age range of Kokuyo’s students is rather varied, with some looking like old men and others looking like junior high school girls.

The one in front of me now was a green-haired oni with clear jade eyes, who looked about as young as a high school girl.

However, this is oni tribe, just like Kokuyo; her age can be well over several hundred years old despite looking like a young girl.

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It would be premature to judge their youth by their appearance.

“The current representative is Hisui? Great, you seem to have grown up a lot” {Hisui = jade}

“No! I’m still a fledgling compared to seniors!”

She was polite and stern—the kind of girl you’d expect from a martial artist.

I see, her name is Hisui.
It’s a name that matches the color of her eyes, so it’s easy to remember.

“All of us in the Kokuyo-gumi have been waiting for your return with all our hearts.
But, pardon me to ask one question.”

“What is it?”

“Is there any truth to the rumor that Kohaku-sama has taken that foreign oni girl as a disciple?”

She asked Kohaku with an anxious expression, perhaps because she could not believe what she had heard from Kokuyo.

Anyway, are the students of Kokuyo are called Kokuyo-gumi…? {-gumi, like in yakuza group}

When I glanced at Kokuyo, I saw that she was proudly puffing out her chest for some reason.
Maybe because her name was used to name their group?

Without minding us, Kohaku continued her serious conversation.

“Yes, it’s true.
Sukuna inherited [Oni no Mai] from me.”

“So it’s true… It’s not that I doubted Kokuyo-sama’s word, but it’s still quite painful to hear it from her.”

The oni girl, Hisui, gritted her teeth and bowed to Kokuyo before walking over to me.

She took a deep breath and let out a long sigh, gave me a sharp look, and voiced her thoughts with a bit haughty attitude.

“My name is Hisui.
Identify yourself, outsider oni.”

“My name is Sukuna.
Nice to meet you.”

Pan! I casually held out my hand, and it was slapped.

Ouch… that surprised me.
Hisui pulled out the training wooden sword she was carrying as she glared at me.

“Take a stance, Sukuna.
And prove your strength.
I’m sorry, but I have no intention of dealing with the weak.”

“Houu…”

I’m sure minimum self-control is there, but all I could feel from Hisui is an unconcealed irritation.

The anger and jealousy reflected clearly in her eyes.
Considering that the oni tribe is said to be more prone to emotional outbursts than other tribes, it could be said that she is already patient enough not immediately shout at my face.

A novice player is sitting in the dream position given by her Hero.
Even if she didn’t think she could be in that position, Hisui, who admired Kohaku, probably couldn’t stand it.

“Well, I don’t care what you think of me…”

I don’t know how she feels.

But, well.

There’s no reason why I should keep quiet when a stranger I’ve never met before throws such one-sided irritation at me.

“…but bring it on, I’ll let you kiss the ground.”

Still, I was slightly irritated, so I lightly snapped my neck and provoked Hisui.

===*

A note:

Even after considering all of Hisui’s complicated feelings, Sukuna still decides to crush her completely.

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