Samurai Oni
THE RED HAND

The samurai who only wore a wooden sword, using an oni mask he moved as fast as the wind. Every damned yokai vanished in just one slash. As if the figure was using a real sword, even the petals of cherry blossoms seemed to follow him and then together to be slashed in two.

The sword style is very light but also beautiful because of the falling petals of cherry blossoms. The oni mask that should be creepy actually makes the red hand amazed at the greatness of the sword.

The damned Yokai vanished without a trace. When he finished, he lowered his sword and hid it in his clothes. Without saying anything, he left.

“What is it? It was so beautiful that I couldn't move. And isn't he the only one in question all along?” thought.

***

Somewhere. The house on the top of the mountain is just a little.

“Say good reason before I cut off your arm, Akio!”

A small, masked old man was talking directly to a masked man who was sitting cross-legged in front of him.

The tengu-masked grandfather stood up while waiting for a response, brandishing a short sword towards him.

The red hand, it turns out that he has been following until here. He was still hiding behind the wall to hear the conversation between the two of them.

However, since the grandfather looked like he was going to do something bad, he quickly snuck inside and stopped the action.

“Stop!” While shouting he stretched his left arm in front of the person who had been his helper tonight.

Suddenly the old man was flabbergasted, he was shocked because this man had suddenly entered and had subconsciously revealed his identity.

“This man has helped me! You can't just punish him!”

“You who? And what's your business? Akio is already forbidden to use a sword to fight, he is also forbidden to speak without my permission!” his screeches.

“I'm Akashi! And this man has helped me! You can't arbitrarily punish just because he used a sword to fight!”

“Say, why did you help her, Akio?!” peekik the grandfather.

“As I said! This guy slashed a yokai just to save me! So you don't have to punish him!!” akashi's increasingly loud screams sounded.

What the masked gramps talked about was true. That the figure of the masked man oni is Akio has been banned from using a real sword, but in fact he is a samurai ronin, he was only given a wooden sword that was not used for fighting.

In addition, there were other indirect punishments; akio was forbidden to reveal a word at any time except to get permission from the tengu-masked grandfather. This grandfather was Akio's teacher.

However, now. That grandfather will punish Akio who has broken his sentence. And according to what was violated then Akio's arm becomes proof of the fight will be cut.

However, the red hand who mentioned his name—Akashi has defended Akio directly.

“I don't need an answer from you! I just need answers from Akio! Hey, Akio! Answer my question!”

For the third time, the grandfather asked in a high voice and for the second time the grandfather pointed the tip of the sword at Akio.

“Stop! This guy helped me! Why don't you understand, too! Old man!” shout Akashi.

“Shut up, yokai! I'm not talking to a lowly creature like you!”

Several times the grandfather shouted and asked Akio, Akio remained silent in the position of sitting cross-legged in front of him. Without speaking, and also without removing his oni mask.

“Answers, Akio!”

“Cih, this old geezer always just yells and makes my ears hurt!”

Grandfather's emotions were getting higher, while the masked man named Akio was always silent.

“Yokai-oni like you shouldn't interfere! You better just die!”

SLASHY!

The grandfather's short sword slashed at the red arm, blood splashing everywhere even at himself. Sontak Akashi was stunned, he was stunned and confused by the situation that had occurred at this time.

“A-a ..my hand ...no, I'm not yokai. I'm not an oni either! So why did you ..cut my arm?”

Akashi's hand that had been cut off was trembling, he could hardly believe that there was someone who dared to cut off his arm. He also rarely met people who were so brave as this one grandfather.

“Not, no!”

He kept screaming in fear until the hands finally reunited. There is no cause except the will of the hand itself.

“What is not yokai and what is not oni? Look at your hand now!”

Yokai, is a monster, demon or some kind of ghost. Creatures like them often prey on humans and are now haunting the country. The term Shinpi-tekina is most suitable because of their existence that appears out of nowhere actually.

Such a figure was already beyond reason. Like this guy.

“Not, no! I'm not yokai!” As hard as he screamed and denied himself was not a yokai oni, the grandfather still considered Akashi that way.

“Well, now. Answer, Akio! Is it true that this yokai said?” he asked as he flicked the blood-soaked sword blade to the side.

“Akio, say! This Yokai confesses that you saved her from the cursed yokai. Though the person you saved is similar to them, but why did you save him!”

Not enough of all the anger in that tiny house, the long, red nose of the tengu lifted up as he raised the sword upwards.

“Capable half-beasts like him, it's definitely the same as any other damned yokai, Akio!!” the old man then swung his sword intending to slash at Akashi.

However, the grandfather's movements came to a halt as Akio's hand held him back. It is seen that he protects Akashi from the wrath of his grim grandfather.

“Why are you holding me back? He should have been killed!”

“I ...aku ..not yokai! I'm a human ..why? But why ...” murmured Akashi while staring at his red arm.

Bright red sleeves, stiff skin and long black nails. Only Akashi has it. To be honest Akashi himself is confused why he was born like this.

The name yokai, oni was common to him.

“If I'm yokai, then what is this guy? A lot of people talk about it, the oni wearing the oni mask is the real oni! And make terror in this country!” pekik Akash.

“You're right, but you don't know who he really is. So why would I explain it. Whereas he is now fighting just to protect you!”

“I-it's because ..aku ..I'm human!”

“Not! You're not human! Hey, kid! For now I'll let you go. Then ...,”

The tantrums of the masked tengu grandfather were basically already intolerable anymore. He let out a short breath and sheathed his sword.

“Akio, I haven't heard your answer!”