Bathed in moonlight, Aoki walked unhurriedly towards the dojo.
His emotions had returned to normal.
The world was full of problems, too numerous for him to handle.
Besides, he was now just a ghost, an "outcast," and once the truth was revealed, people's fear of him might be even greater than that of the villains. He just needed
to live his own life.
Just then, Aoki arrived at the dojo.
Before he could even enter, his arm was grabbed and he was dragged aside.
"Go! Go!"
Akiyama Keisuke's voice was urgent.
Aoki let him drag him: "Keisuke-senpai, what happened?"
"We'll talk about it later! Let's..."
Akiyama Keisuke's words trailed off.
A group of people blocked their path.
"Where do you think you're going?" Fujita Nariyuki grinned, looking at Aoki with an air of arrogance.
After waiting all day, he'd finally caught him.
Two policemen stood to his left, and a horse-faced youth and others to his right; everyone exuded a menacing aura, making it clear at a glance that they were up to no good.
Keisuke Akiyama's face darkened. "Junior Brother Fujita, it's just a practical training exercise. There's no need to go this far, is there?
How about this? I apologize on behalf of Junior Brother Aomura. If you have any other requests, you can speak up."
Aoki ignored Fujita Seiyuu and looked at Keisuke Akiyama.
This senior brother seemed simple and honest, but in reality, he was sincere, upright, and adaptable, possessing a certain wisdom that appeared foolish.
"Senior Brother Keisuke, this has nothing to do with practical training. We're here to catch demons!"
Fujita Seiyuu deliberately emphasized the word "demon."
"Catch demons? Me?"
Aoki's attention was finally drawn, and he turned his head in surprise.
What's going on? Have I been exposed? But why don't I see any Demon Slayer Corps members? Do they think they can arrest me with just two policemen?
Fujita Seiyuu remained silent.
A policeman stepped forward and declared righteously, "We now suspect you are involved in the serial disappearances. You need to come with us for questioning!"
Aoki seemed thoughtful.
"So you're just trying to pin this on me without any evidence!"
An ordinary person wouldn't act this way towards a demon.
These people probably don't even know what a demon is.
Otherwise, they wouldn't say or do such ridiculous things!
Unfortunately, they were too late.
If they had done this yesterday, it would have really disgusted him.
Fujita Nariyuki sneered, "Who says we have no evidence? Your eyes are the mark of a demon. Do normal people have eyes like that? You always wear a hat, it's definitely to hide your demon identity!"
Aoki's expression was slightly strange.
If they hadn't already revealed their ignorance of demons, he would have been truly fooled.
They just imagined all of this? They're really something else! The horse-faced youth added sinisterly, "He hasn't been to the dojo all day, probably out harming people again. Officer, I suggest we arrest him as soon as possible."
The two policemen exchanged a glance, picked up their weapons, and walked towards Aoki.
"I advise you to surrender obediently and stop your futile resistance!"
"Wait!"
Aoki stopped Keisuke Akiyama before he could speak.
"Senior, I can handle this myself!"
Without giving him a chance to speak again, Aoki walked straight ahead, looking at the two policemen.
Meeting his golden, vertical pupils, the two policemen felt a sudden jolt and instinctively slowed their pace.
After regaining their senses, they felt a surge of anger. They
had actually been intimidated by his gaze!
They drew their weapons, pointing them at Aoki. One of the policemen shouted sternly, "You'd better behave! Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!"
Fujita Nariyuki cried out, "Officer, please be careful! He's a martial artist, and he's always ruthless. He might violently resist arrest!"
The horse-faced youth sneered, "Officer, need any help?"
"That's right! We can all help!" Fujita Nariyuki rubbed his hands together, looking eager.
The two policemen knew exactly why they were there and immediately complied, "Okay! We'll leave it to you."
Fujita Nariyuki and the horse-faced youth immediately surrounded them.
Just then, a dark shadow flashed by.
*Thud!
* Two arms holding weapons flew up.
The two policemen's expressions went from blank to terrified, their faces gradually contorting, their mouths agape.
Thump! Thump!
Aoki kicked them twice.
They flew more than ten meters like broken sacks, crashing heavily to the ground, then clutching their severed arms, letting out shrill, painful screams.
"Ah!!"
Fujita Nariyuki and the others were stunned at first, then stumbled back a few steps after regaining their senses.
"You, you injured a policeman?"
"I've already shown mercy by not killing this kind of scum."
Aoki looked at Fujita Nariyuki and said calmly, "What is your relationship with the Fujita family of Fujita Steel Company?"
Fujita Nariyuki swallowed hard, realizing something was wrong: "My uncle is the manager of Fujita Steel Company, and I am a member of a collateral branch of the Fujita family. You, you dare to touch me, the Fujita family will never forgive you!"
"The whole Fujita family deserves to die!" Aoki's voice turned cold.
The Night Princess Society was established by the Fujita family, specifically to win over high-ranking officials and dignitaries, a den of demons where people could discover their dark desires.
Not just Xingyu.
Including even darker, more inhuman twisted desires!
His status made it impossible for him to judge every member of the Fujita family, but he wouldn't show mercy to those who came to him like this.
"What?"
Fujita Nariyuki was stunned, then with a "splat," his massive head flew into the air, scalding blood gushing from the severed neck, splattering everyone around him.
Especially the horse-faced youth closest to him, his face and head covered in blood, completely dumbfounded.
Thump! Fujita Nariyuki's head landed on the ground, rolling twice.
"Ah!"
The horse-faced youth and the others were jolted awake by the sound, instantly collapsing, screaming uncontrollably, and desperately trying to escape.
"Stop!" Aoki's calm voice rang out in the night air.
Everyone stopped abruptly, turning around to look at him with terrified expressions.
"Can anyone tell me what happened? What's your purpose in framing me?"
Everyone turned to look at the horse-faced youth.
The already terrified horse-faced youth, upon hearing this, soiled himself: "No! It wasn't me! I didn't mean to hurt you! It was, it was Cheng Yong, yes, it was all Fujita Cheng Yong, he's the one who made me do it!"
"No! He's the one who suggested framing you!"
His companion exposed him without hesitation: "He came up with all the plans!!"
"You dare to hurt me?"
The horse-faced youth's eyes turned bloodshot, and he suddenly charged at his companion who had exposed him.
His companion was equally agitated, kicking and shoving, shouting repeatedly: "Get out! Stay away from me! It's all your fault, you idiot! Fujita Cheng Yong is dead now, and you still want to hurt us? Just die already!"
The others joined in, both to vent their fear and to distance themselves from the horse-faced youth, to prove a point to Aoki.
The horse-faced youth, outnumbered, was knocked to the ground, forced to curl up and endure the beating.
Suddenly, he clutched his throat, his face contorted in pain, his cheeks turning purple, and soon his head lolled to the side, motionless.
After a while, the others noticed what had happened, stopped beating, and stood panting, their expressions blank and terrified.
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