Samurai Oni
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Akio's exile home was burned down, the situation inside the country was still as chaotic. Many people are searching for the whereabouts of Akio who thinks that Akio is stranded around. They were looking not to help but to kill him.

Then,

“Do you intend to reunite with your sister?”

Yasha Manabu, confesses as a memory. Not as a human but as a yokai. He asks if Akio hopes to meet his brother again.

The answer was written on top of the hot desert, "Don't joke. He's dead."

Impressed so coldly the answer, but Yasha knew quite well what Akio was feeling right now. Likewise with Akashi, who is able to store the feelings of someone closest to him.

Sadness did not escape, but he thought there was no point in remembering the dead constantly. While he is currently here and living in order to move forward.

The wind blew slowly erasing the writing on the sand. The sun will soon sink but the heat is still rippling around.

In the Kuran region without a daimyo, there is fresh water and fish swimming there. But the sea is still dangerous when they are all still in the country.

All this is done just to stop the bleeding, but still if it continues like this it will be much worse and not better.

“Samurai Oni, Yamamoto Akio.” Yasha called back.

“Hei! Mr Akio doesn't like to be called like that!” pekik Akashi emotion.

“Oh, so 'do you? I'm sorry, Akio ...Mr. Akio,” Yasha said with a smile.

"Why did you even call me that?" Akio asked.

“Sorry. It's just that I want to call him that,” Yasha said.

“Akashi! What about the people on the outskirts there?” ask Kizu.

“What do you mean? The people there are completely invisible. It's just that I felt the presence of killing intent,” Akashi said.

“Oh, so can't go now huh?”

The plan is that they will go across the region in search of a decent treatment even if it sounds a bit impossible.

But because until now there is no sign of the opposite region seems lonely, they also have to wait.

Until midnight.

“There are no people. I think,” said Akashi.

“You think? What do you mean by saying that, do not make me think that dong-no,” grumbled Kizu suddenly fidgeting unnaturally.

“He has no intention of killing us. So I think it's gonna be okay. Lord Akio! Let's go on a boat that Neko brought!” akashi is getting excited.

“I'll kill you if you trick me,” threatened Kizu.

“I said honestly, you know.”

“Mr Akio, let's go.” Nekomata asked him to get up from there.

Yasha seemed to have just returned to nowhere. He walked slowly to approach them all.

“Yasha, where have you been?” ask Kizu.

“I met with Yuurei to say goodbye.”

“Yuurei (ghost)?”

“Ya.” Yasha nodded her head.

“Rather than attach importance to it. Why are you even coming?” Kizu asked again.

The situation is suddenly quiet, after Akio, Akashi, Kizu and Nekomata board a boat which is then followed by Yasha. The reason Kizu asked was none other than not understanding the reason Yasha seemed to be intending to follow them.

“I want to follow in which direction Mr. Akio went, the path taken and all his actions to take that path .

“True, get off there!”

“Ah, it seems I do not ..”

Feeling isolated Yasha moved from there but Akio actually pulled his arm and made him sit back in the boat.

“Mr Akio?”

“Unlike you two. I think Yasha Manabu is a pretty useful yokai,” Nekomata quipped while licking her legs.

“What?! You mean we're weaker?!” At once they shouted. I can't accept being said to be more useless than Yasha.

Akio tapped on the inside of the boat, signaling for Yasha to stay still in place.

“Mr Akio received me. So I will make sure this memory until the end will I remember as a memory,”, said Yasha who has a heart of tenderness.

On the way to the other side of the Sakanoue clan.

“But does it matter that Yasha comes with us? While aren't you usually there as a tomb guard?” Nekomata asked.

“I am not at all a keeper of the tomb. I just want to keep memories, both good and bad,” Yasha said.

“Yah, it's up.”

Arriving in the area opposite from Kuran, Kama Region. Comes a woman whose previous presence can be felt by Akashi. They had thought that the woman was an enemy or something but it was unexpected that she was Yamamoto Keiko, the husband of Daimyo Yama, Yamamoto Kaeda. That means Akio's mother.

“I will help Akio's treatment, I know he is injured. Please, trust me.”

Feeling that this would be safe, the others accepted the help. Out of nowhere Keiko understood Akio's circumstances and also predicted their movements, but all of that was never thought of as long as Akio survived.

They were staying in a place, Keiko said this residence used to belong to the Black Sword Samurai. And in the courtyard was Mikio's grave with his body, which had just been made.

Then, in one of the rooms, where Akio and the others who were injured were also treated by experts.

“What is no problem?”

“The woman was Mr. Akio's mother. Can we believe?”

“If anything is strange then I will intervene,” Akashi said.

“Do not. Later Mr. Akio angry.”

Keiko simply smiled looking at all those around Akio. But his gaze returned wistfully as Keiko looked at the weak Akio.

“I'm with others, then Mr. Akio thanks you. One day we will reply,” said Yasha.

“No. Not necessary. It is my duty as his mother,” Keiko shook her head.

A generous mother, Keiko loves her son Akio very much. Of the others, only Keiko cares about Akio. However, they will still suspect it because from the beginning they cannot immediately trust people they just knew. Even if she is Akio's mother.

Akio and all the yokai rest in this residence for approximately one week. The deep wound had now recovered even though it was not completely. Moreover, Akio's wounds are on the inside and outside, moving too much will make the wound easily open again.

The dawn had dawned, for 7 days Akio continued to lie down while grasping his wound. He slowly opened his eyes to welcome the morning.

“Good morning, Mr Akio!!”

And as usual, they were all very excited. From Akashi, Kizu, Nekomata and Yasha also followed, once awakened, the faces of the four of them appeared right in front of the eyes.

“As usual Mr. Akio always wears a mask!”

“Hey, it's not polite! 'Kan Mister Akio is like this.”

“Don't be noisy, Mr. Akio just needs me to be full of these soft feathers,” Nekomata boasted. Act like a small animal that is very liked by many people.

“Do not joke!”

“Haha, beautiful morning, isn't it?” As usual, Yasha was always laughing.