Samurai Oni
SAMURAI BLACK SWORD Bag II

There was no desire at all for Akio to meet Mikio who should have died a long time ago, but now he was in front of him. Their meeting place was at the foot of the central mountain which became the border between the Yamamoto clan territory in Yama and the house at the top of the mountain.

Mikio smiled, he said a few pleasant-sounding words as if he had long missed Akio.

“Have not seen each other for a long time. How are you, Akio?” ask Mikio.

Akio did not answer him at all. For now, he sees Mikio as a human but his instincts say otherwise. His right hand was already holding a wooden sword tucked in the waist.

With clothes that he did not really wear, he deliberately let go because it was too long and disturbing.

As soon as he saw Akio pull the sword, Mikio asked in surprise, “What do you want to do, Akio?”

Akio never answered. He had since met her only silent, and with a certain intention.

“Akio, I came to meet you. Not to invite you to a duel.”

Think about which humans will survive after a long disappearance during these few years. Who he says lives in the Kuran region and forgets memory, anyone has trouble believing such absurd stories.

“Akio, don't tell me that you forgot me? Hey, Akio. It's me, Mikio. Your brother's friend and sister, don't tell me that you forgot,” she said once more while hugging Akio's shorter body.

“Akio, don't think of me as an enemy. Yes?”

His words felt sincere, for a moment Akio fell silent and loosened his grip on the sword hilt.

“I'm human. And wouldn't you get in trouble if you fought me? Because from now on you can't have a duel like you used to. Right no?”

Slowly he took off his arms again staring at the oni mask who did not fully see the look of Akio's eyes behind the mask. Mikio was about to let go but Akio refused.

Taps!

Mikio was surprised because Akio clasped his wrist a little hard, Akio intended to get the hand out of his mask.

“Oh, yes right. Besides not being able to fight freely you are also not allowed to talk. But, it's okay. For now, since there is no one, you can talk to me as much.”

The desire to speak to the person who had been thought to have died long ago. Of course Akio really wants to.

“Akio,” said Mikio called him back. He stared at Akio who was currently silent.

“I was lucky to survive and who would have thought our meeting ended awkwardly for you,” Mikio said.

The established rule, first; never open your mouth to speak to anyone.

“Kak, thank goodness.”

But now that Akio was breaking it, he spoke to a man who was considered to be his own older brother.

“Finally you want to talk to me, Akio. I'm happy, thank goodness. You are alive and well like this. Well, even if something unexpected happens to you now,” Mikio said feeling happy.

Then second; never brandish a sword at a man. Fighting with bare hands is not allowed.

The hoarse voice continued to call him brother, tears flowed and soaked his face and fell to the ground. Feelings that were once forgotten, sad because of loneliness now seem to be filled again.

But, uh,

“Who are you really?” akio asked as he drew his sword.

Just touching it makes Mikio jerked. He did not expect that the Samurai Oni, who was Akio, was considered a younger brother, had pointed the wooden sword at him.

Right now, what Akio saw, was just Mikio as usual. Mikio who looks like a human in general. There was no smell of bad smells or even the scent of blood from it.

But why did Akio keep pulling his sword? It was because he doubted the figure that was before him at this moment.

“Akio.” The same voice called out to Akio, who called out to him was Mikio.

When Mikio was about to grab it again, Akio stepped back. Suddenly the warning from the tengu grandfather also came back to his mind.

“Akio ...Akio 'is it?”

Slowly this man began to show his true figure. Part of him was black, his shadow writhing unnaturally.

Akio's smell is stinging, foul scent.

“Ah, caught. I've guessed. You're so great, Samurai Oni!”

His desire to reunite with the older brother, instantly shattered into pieces as soon as Mikio showed a facial expression with a strange smile. A big smile that seemed to tear his own face, looks terrible as well as his aura.

“Tapi—!” Mikio was already in front of Akio's eyes. “You can't beat me. That's impossible!” he shouted as he swung the sword.

Intended to behead Akio directly but he was a little late because Akio had already jumped back earlier.

“Akio, Akio, Akio! What's wrong with you?! You're not gonna draw your sword, are you? I am a human! Right 'right?”

His figure was much more terrifying, what kind of creature was this? Akio's thinking began to be chaotic, since earlier he could only survive with his wooden sword alone.

Every time he was about to attack, Mikio would definitely cut off his attacking path by getting closer to remaining less than a meter between them.

“If I push you into Yama territory, then you will be caught immediately if you are fighting me,” Mikio said.

Nah!

The wooden sword touched Mikio's black sword hilt, for a while Akio could hold it back but it wouldn't last long.

“You're the most annoying, so I'll just finish it off!” he pushed back Akio's position.

Mikio threw Akio's body in one swing of the sword, his attack had made his wooden sword split in two and injured Akio right on the front body until it pierced through the back.

Just like Mikio who was known by Akio, the way to move and swing the sword strongly. But the technique seems to have been strengthened. From the only slashing of the front body, now evolved to be able to penetrate the back from the front.

THE GEDUBRAKK!

Akio's body hit the wall of the Yamamoto clan's residence directly, he then collapsed helplessly. There was no energy left so it was impossible for Akio to move right now.

“What is this?” Keiko who was inside was shocked by the loud noise.

Suddenly, several people including him immediately headed out to make sure the loud impact sound.

“Sister,” guman Akio. Gradually his consciousness faded away with a restless and chaotic feeling now.

Akio looked very tired, but in addition he felt grateful.

“Akio, you're not going to die that easy, are you? I know you're stronger than ever. The attack just now was a warning,” shrieked Mikio as he giggled along the way towards somewhere.