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Above the thick clouds, Yuto and Nero, along with a few other girls, rode the Vimana, gazing down at the scene below.
This legendary flying machine was recorded in the ancient Indian epics, the Ramayana and Mahabharata.
The Vimana's entire body gleamed, crafted from gold and studded with emeralds.
Powered by a sun crystal fueled with mercury, it generated solar energy to fly at high speeds, defying the laws of physics.
It bristled with incredible attack power, equipped with various Noble Phantasm systems—even ancient nuclear warheads among its arsenal of fine weapons.
In the original story, Gilgamesh had been quite fond of this ornate ancient airship.
But now, with several girls by his side, Yuto had swapped out the flashy, eye-catching throne for a more relaxed leather sofa.
Next to him, a floating transparent glass table appeared, loaded with piles of fruit and chilled sodas.
He casually cast Rune magic, sending out bursts of cool breeze to fend off the summer heat. It looked comfortable. almost too relaxing.
"This guy called Zenin Ogi is really a natural-born scumbag," Benio said, her long, fair legs crossed as she lounged on the sofa. She nudged the sunglasses perched on her nose upward.
Her beautiful face tightened with displeasure.
Having lost her parents, she despised anyone who neglected their family most of all.
Zenin Ogi, willing to kill his own daughters for profit, had clearly crossed her line.
"It's not just him," Misaki Mei added from the side, blinking her heterochromatic eyes. "The whole Zenin family is a pit of filth."
A rare flicker of anger crossed her cool features.
"In this world, some people just don't deserve to be parents," she said quietly.
"The scars from one's family can take a lifetime to heal."
even in my ancient Rome, people shameless enough to do this were rare."
"Even in my ancient Rome, people shameless enough to do this were rare." Nero chimed in, her petite frame nestled in Yuto's arms.
"Master, Sora can go down and help those sisters for everyone!" the little fox girl Sora piped up, raising a fair hand eagerly as she saw the girls' righteous anger.
"No need to rush," Yuto replied with a slight smile, pulling Sora's small body closer. "It's not time yet."
He buried his face in her fluffy, soft white tail.
"Eek, eek!!!" Sora squeaked.
"M-Master… please, don't touch my tail~~~" she stammered, her sensitive tail tickled by his warm breath.
A cute whimper escaped her lips. Her body stiffened, her delicate face flushing red in an instant. Her big, watery eyes spun with shy spirals, her skin burning hot.
"Why not let us save them now?" Iwanako Kotoko asked from the edge of the group, pouting a little jealousy as she watched the playful pair. "Isn't this the best chance?"
"Miss Kotoko, it's better to help someone in need than to gild the lily," Yukino replied. "I think that's what the Master's thinking too." As Yuto's longest-serving companion, she knew his mind well.
Her words hit the mark.
"Exactly," Yuto agreed, nodding. "Yukino's right. The Zenin family needs a new head, and we're the ones to decide who it'll be."
"Zenin Maki's the one I've got my eye on. Let's see what she's capable of." He glanced at Yukino with approval, then grabbed her slender foot wrapped in black stockings and tapped her sensitive sole like he was playing a tune.
No surprise she'd been with him the longest. Not only was she sharp and clever, but her perfectly matured body gave off a faint coolness, like a natural fridge.
It made him want to hold her and never let go.
"Master~~" Yukino's pretty face turned pink, and she slid into his chest with a soft, teasing huff.
Her long legs pressed together unconsciously, as if waiting for something.
......….
On the other side, the Zenin sisters were teetering on the edge of despair.
"Damn it!" Zenin Maki cursed.
Her breathing grew ragged. Her tense muscles groaned under the strain.
She gripped her naginata tightly, swinging it to block the ponytailed old man's attacks. But his skilled swordsmanship forced her back step by step.
The old man's face remained blank, silent. His katana moved like a dragon, cutting through the air with a sharp, chilling whistle.
With ruthless precision, he sliced a long, narrow gash across the girl's fair cheek.
Drip, drip…
Bright red blood sprayed from the wound under pressure.
Maki had no time to wipe it away as Zenin Ogi was already swinging another vicious strike her way.
Clang!
A brilliant silver flash crashed down from her arms like an avalanche.
It nearly severed her wrist.
At that moment, a crisp gunshot pierced the air, racing toward the swordsman.
Crack!
He sliced the bullet in half with a casual flick of his blade.
A ripple of emotion finally crossed Zenin Ogi's calm face.
"You… Mai?" he muttered.
Maki stood panting, holding her weapon. She turned her head in surprise to see her short-haired sister, gripping a pistol, her lips clenched tight.
"All this time, I-I never wanted to be a jujutsu sorcerer!" Zenin Mai shouted.
"It's all your fault for trying so hard!! It forced me to try too… effort, fear, pain… I'm done with it!!"
In that moment, she broke down, hunching over as she yelled out the deepest pain buried in her heart.
"I hate you… Why wouldn't you just be miserable with me?"
"I…" Maki fell silent.
Seeing her sister sob, a sharp, tearing pain surged in her chest. Fate was cruel, stripping her of almost everything.
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
In the Zenin family, being a woman was a sin. Being weak was even more of a sin.
Zenin Mai had been born carrying that "original sin."
Bullied since childhood, her timid nature gave her a knack for enduring it. She'd grown used to the Zenin family's cruelty, even thinking it wasn't so bad.
Compared to the torment, the girl who'd feared cursed spirits since she was small had no desire to become a jujutsu sorcerer who could die any day. She'd been content with the small comfort of sharing misery with her sister.
But now, even that humble wish shattered.
"Both of you, as daughters, how dare you hold your parents back?" Zenin Ogi said.
Even facing such a tragic scene, his heart seemed to stir faintly. Yet his words sent a chill through the sisters.
"Let's end this today…the last blemish on my life." With a long sigh, he snuffed out the last shred of feeling in his heart. His eyes sharpened again, cold and deadly.
"Trash will always be trash, no matter how hard it tries… You two useless girls should've died by my hand long ago to spare yourselves this pathetic, shameful fate."
With that, he leaped into the air like a bird, charging at the sisters once more.His speed was blinding, his boots barely touching the ground.
In a flash, he unleashed a ferocious strike aimed straight at their heads.The force of his swing sank the ground an inch beneath them.
Maki's brows twitched. She had no choice but to block, flipping her naginata and gritting her teeth to meet the brutal blade.
"Technique: Construction!" Mai shouted.
Bang! Bang bang!!
Thunderous gunshots rang out again.
Mai channeled her cursed energy and fired another bullet.
Her unique cursed technique let her build objects from nothing, using her own energy as the base.
Unlike Domain Expansion, which materialized a domain within a barrier, the things she made didn't vanish when the technique ended.
But each use drained her cursed energy heavily, taxing her body.Her limit was one bullet a day without harm.
Today, she'd fired her third.
"Hmph, child's play!" Zenin Ogi sneered, slashing his samurai sword to cut the bullet apart effortlessly.
As a first-grade jujutsu sorcerer, splitting a bullet with cursed energy was well within his skill.
In that split second, Maki seized her chance. Her naginata danced wildly, its sharp shadows whistling through the air with ear-piercing booms.
Caught off guard, Zenin Ogi stumbled back awkwardly. He ducked instinctively, but the blade still tore a gash in his chest's fabric. A split second slower, and it would've split his torso open.
"How?! How could you two failures almost hurt me!?" he roared. He couldn't accept it. The old man's calm mask cracked, his face twisting as veins pulsed on his forehead.
Furious, he unleashed his technique with a bellow.
"Technique Release:Desperate Valor!!"
"Come on, you worthless trash!!" Maki roared back. Her pent-up rage ignited, fueling a blazing fire that pushed her to new heights. She braced against his cursed energy flame slash and launched a fierce counterattack.
Bang bang bang bang!!
Father and daughter burned with killing intent. Each wanted the other dead. Their cursed tools clashed like a storm, relentless. To the watching Zenin family, the shockwaves from their strikes blazed like a thousand suns.
Cursed energy flashed like lightning, mirrored by roaring flames. They moved so fast their forms blurred into a shadowy mass.
The fight grew chaotic, impossible to follow.
"Lord Head, should we step in?" a member of the Hei team asked, glancing at the sharp-eyed Zenin Naoya.
"Wait a bit longer," he replied lazily, waving a hand. "One of them's about to break."
His dark gaze fixed on Mai, who swayed from the strain of her drained cursed energy.
"Zenin Ogi needs to kill his daughters to prove his loyalty. Let's give him a little more time."
"Ahhhh!! How dare you resist me!?" Ogi screamed. "Why not just die quietly?!"
His sword strikes faltered as he failed to finish them. In the end, his strength was only first-grade far below his brother, Zenin Naobito.
Bang!
Mai grit her teeth and fired again.
This time, Ogi couldn't dodge. The bullet pierced his chest. Pain shattered his stance, leaving an opening.
"Hah!" Maki yelled, her eyes bloodshot, swinging her naginata in a deadly arc.
Panic flashed across Ogi's face. Fear took hold as he swung to block, but Maki shifted mid-move.
A flying kick broke through his defense, sending him crashing back.
Boom!
The ground's bricks shattered under the force, and Ogi's chest caved in.
"Pfft!"
In the moment Maki relaxed, a choking sound came from behind. She spun around to see Mai, pale and terrifying, spitting blood as she crumpled to the ground.
"Mai, hey, Mai… are you okay?" Maki rushed over, cradling her sister's waist, her voice frantic.
"Cough, cough… run, sister, fast," Mai rasped.
"What?"
"I'm dying. You have to live… use the bomb I made with my last cursed energy on them."
"Sister, for me, destroy it all." Her voice was faint, barely a whisper, weakened to the brink.
Trembling, Maki took the bomb Mai had forged with her final strength. She moved to trigger it and throw it back. But a sharp gust whipped behind her.
Zenin Naoya, sensing trouble, dashed in and kicked the remote from her hand.
"Close call…almost got me there," he smirked.
Sparks burst in the sky. The shockwave scattered the bomb's fragments like rain.
Maki stared at Naoya's triumphant grin as he approached.
She finally felt it: there was no way out, nowhere to run.
'Can't fate give me even a small break?' Her lip bled from where she'd bitten it.
Surrounded by the Hei troops, despair filled her eyes. She closed them, unwilling to face the end.
But in the next second, as she awaited death, a fierce wind cut through the air ahead.
Her eyes snapped open in shock.
A tall, striking woman with fox ears stood there, wielding a short katana to block Naoya's cursed energy punch.
"Shikigami - Sora, here to fight for Master!" the fox woman declared.
"Miss, if you can still stand, how about fighting with me?"
"Fox woman, are you from the demon clan?" Naoya asked, shaking blood from his fingers with a grim look. He frowned at this sudden intruder.
"Fox woman, stay out of this. It's Zenin family business," he said coldly, wary but trying to scare her off.
"Hmph!" Sota snorted, her small katana, flashing with brilliant arcs.
"Master said you die today, and anyone from the Zenin family who steps up gets taken down too."
Her sweet voice was pleasant, but her words drew scornful snorts from the nearby Zenin sorcerers.
"Just you, a demon, daring to challenge the three great jujutsu families?" one sneered.
"Oh? Then how about me. Do I qualify?" a voice cut in.
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