"AAAAHHHH!"
With one final miserable scream, Kuubou's body shattered into pieces.
The next moment!
Countless souls descended from the sky.
Yayoi looked around, quickly found her target, and her eyes became moist.
"Do you want to... keep them by your side?"
Ayato stepped forward and said, "If so, I can help."
After hesitating for a moment, Yayoi shook her head. "No. They've suffered enough inside Kuubou's body."
"Let them pass on."
"Okay."
Ayato nodded. "Seiko, I'll leave it to you."
"Okay!"
Seiko stepped forward and immediately began to set up a barrier.
As a shrine maiden with tradition, she was well-versed in helping souls pass on.
"Hmm?"
Watching the souls turn into light and ascend, Ayato's expression suddenly shifted.
He looked into the distance, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Fallen Angels and Devils... acting together?"
"With this lineup, it should be the Khaos Brigade. Are they here by accident or on purpose?"
Murmuring softly, Ayato's figure vanished.
Under the dim moonlight.
Several figures with a pair of wings flew at high speed through the night sky.
"Say, do we really have to go invite this Cursed Spirit? When did we stoop to associating with such things?"
"This is Master's order. We just need to obey."
"Either way, as long as this world can fall into chaos again, that's what I want to see."
"Yes, hahaha!"
As they spoke, both the Devils and the Fallen Angels laughed loudly.
Their expressions were insane, their eyes full of fanaticism.
As members of the Khaos Brigade, they were all madmen without exception.
But just then, a playful voice reached their ears.
"Interesting. Can you tell me in detail why you're looking for this Cursed Spirit?"
Hearing this, everyone's laughter stopped abruptly.
Terror appeared on their faces as they wildly looked around.
"No need to look. I'm here."
Ayato's figure slowly descended from the sky, calmly watching the group.
"Does the Khaos Brigade have any new actions lately?"
"M-Mori Ayato?"
The moment they saw Ayato, the few of them turned and ran without hesitation.
They were war maniacs, yes.
But they weren't fools.
Facing this God-slaying King, no one wanted to throw an egg against a rock.
"Wind, obey my command."
The calm voice echoed for a long time. With the sound of wind flowing, it transformed into several chains, effortlessly binding the group.
"Now, will you talk?"
"Never! We will never betray Master!"
"That's right! Even if you are a God Slayer, you can't make us surrender!"
"Don't want to talk? Fine."
Ayato snapped his fingers, and the group instantly lost consciousness.
He didn't want to waste time.
Torturing confessions... he'd leave that to the professionals.
The next day.
At the Shrine.
"Seiko, have all the souls been helped to pass on?"
"Yes, they've all passed on."
Seiko stepped out of the magic circle, looking slightly tired.
Then!
She looked at Ayato, her eyes silky. "Master, I need to replenish my magic power."
To this, Ayato naturally wouldn't refuse a servant's legitimate request.
Besides, helping thousands of souls pass on was indeed a big job.
"Um, I'm still here, old hag. Could you be a little more mindful?"
Momo stared with dead fish eyes and said quietly.
"That tone... feels strange."
Seiko released Ayato and said with a faint smile, "Could it be... Momo is jealous?"
"Jealous? Impossible."
Momo firmly denied, but her cheeks were bright red, and her mind was a mess.
Her heart was beating so fast.
Was she... really jealous?
Instinctively, she looked at Ayato, her eyes becoming dazed.
"This reaction... Momo really is jealous."
"Momo, you don't have to endure, you know. After all, both you and Seiko are my wings."
"I... I... I'm not talking to you anymore!"
With that, Momo ran stiffly up the stairs.
Tap, tap, tap!
She climbed the stairs and bang closed the door.
Momo sat on a chair, her mind filled with images of Ayato.
Think carefully...
The master was right.
She had already been Master's servant for a long time.
Why could others do it, but she couldn't?
But!
Thinking of Seiko, she fell into struggle again.
That was easier said than done.
Doing it together with the old hag...
Wasn't that too promiscuous?
Downstairs!
This girl... is still too reserved.
In that case...
Seiko's eyes flickered, the corner of her mouth curling up.