Becoming an Oni in this land of illusion

Chapter 79

As the day came to a close, casting a tranquil glow over the harbor, the group gathered for a relaxing barbecue party. Laughter and cheerful chatter filled the air as they enjoyed the delicious food and drinks. However, amidst the merriment, a sense of curiosity and confusion arose as Ibaraki unexpectedly transformed the car into a massive cannon, its ominous presence commanding attention.

The cannon's rifling glowed with an intense red hue, emanating waves of scorching heat. Sensing the rising temperature, Ibaraki quickly moved away from the group, ensuring their safety. The others watched in anticipation, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected turn of events, as they wondered what Ibaraki had in store for them.

With her fiery prowess, Ibaraki conjured a jug from the ethereal flames, imbuing it with substance and tangibility. A mesmerizing display unfolded before their eyes as golden liquid began to drip from the barrel of the transformed cannon. The small droplets steadily grew into a steady flow, filling the jug to its brim.

As the cannon reverted into its original form, now a car once more, Ibaraki made her way back to the group, carrying the precious contents of the jug. The air tingled with anticipation, curious to know what purpose this mysterious liquid held. With a mischievous grin, Ibaraki approached her companions, ready to unveil the secrets hidden within the golden elixir.

With a swift transformation of her Saint Graph, Ibaraki assumed the form of a lancer, her attire shifting seamlessly into a vibrant beach-themed ensemble. A playful smirk danced upon her lips as she balanced her spear effortlessly atop her head, a testament to her skill and agility.

In her hand, the jug emitted a gentle, ethereal glow in a captivating shade of light blue. A tantalizing aroma wafted through the air, carrying notes of smoldering embers, warm spices, and a hint of charred wood. The scent spoke of a fiery essence, evoking images of flickering flames and the allure of hidden secrets.

As Ibaraki approached the group, her presence radiated a mixture of excitement and anticipation, promising a memorable experience and the revelation of the jug's extraordinary contents.

"Behold, my specialty: Hell's Wine," Ibaraki proclaimed with a mischievous grin, placing the intoxicating elixir upon the table. As the tantalizing aroma of the wine filled the air, several mosquitos nearby were instantly overcome, succumbing to its allure.

Yukari's eyes glimmered with intrigue as she observed the unique properties of the wine. A knowing smile played upon her lips as she recognized the potency hidden within the crimson elixir.

"Indeed, it is quite special," Yukari responded, her voice carrying a hint of mystery. "A single sip of this wine could render even the most seasoned drinkers unconscious, unless, of course, they possess the fortitude of an Oni," she added, casting a playful glance in Ibaraki's direction.

Her gaze shifted towards Ibaraki's gourd, noticing the careful storage of the precious liquid within. It was clear that Ibaraki understood the value and power contained within Hell's Wine. Yukari's curiosity was piqued, for she knew that such a unique creation held untold secrets and potential.

The gourd's appearance is captivating, with hues that range from deep, earthy browns to fiery reds and hints of orange. The molten rocks that comprise its structure seem to shift and glow with a captivating inner light, reminiscent of dormant embers waiting to ignite. She can sense the ancient power contained within, as if it retains a piece of Muspelheim's fiery essence.

Marisa's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she observed the captivating allure of the Hell's Wine. Her mischievous grin widened as she seized the opportunity to indulge in its fiery essence.

Carefully, she filled her glass to the brim, capturing the mesmerizing liquid within. The deep, radiant hue of the wine cast an enchanting spell, reminiscent of the hues of a setting sun. Marisa couldn't help but be drawn to its bewitching glow, as if it held secrets only accessible to those daring enough to taste.