Seventeen point five|17.5

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Where Kokushibou is put in time out

A/N: This is an immediate aftermath of the battle against the stormtroopers. Credits to one of my readers for the scarf's name.

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It's crazy how a lie could lead to this.

The day before, Kokushibou was having a good time chatting with his close human friend. One night later, he had been separated from her and back in his homeland after many years overseas.

The demon was lying on the ground in a forest, his breath shaky as he exhaled. It had been so long since he stepped foot in Japan. He had officially left in autumn and returned in autumn so it came full circle. However, a certain female was not there with him.

He had not moved from the spot where he got ingloriously airdropped back on his native land. His eyes stared blankly up at the moonless sky, the stars less visible than before. The red and brown leaves falling from the weird branches that looked more like a wooden labyrinth set a haunting atmosphere.

To him, the environment was a direct representation of his distraught thoughts.

𝚃𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘...

Kokushibou had began to regain his senses as his body adapted to the scent of the marechi. His body felt rejuvenated from human blood since he had not drank the life-giving liquid for years, the taste lingering on his fangs which were promptly licked clean.

The amount he ingested had played a vital role in giving him some kind of resistance which made him withstand the rare blood's effects. While he still felt hungry,he could get it under control. Though the blood was very scrumptious, he had no idea where it came from.

A breeze of the early morning hit his skin and he looked down, realising that he didn't have his kimono on and his hakama were charred. This made the Uppermoon sober up as he remembered where he was and the fight against the elite stormtroopers.

Looking up from his seiza* position, he glared at the German soldiers who were on guard with their weapons ready. His hand gripped his katana handle as a precaution. Using his upper and middle pairs he saw how the area seemed more brighter, a sign that the sun was to rise soon.

His scarf was damp with blood. He was still confused, wondering what was happening. It was when he heard a baby's cry when the missing memory came flooding back. The demon remembered how he almost attacked an expectant woman in labour. How he threw [Name] aside in his greed. How he struggled against her on the ground. How he drank her blood.

His body froze in shock. 'No...I couldn't have...' The Uppermoon tried to deny but it was clear. The evidence was there in his stomach and on the scarf, the soldiers were the witnesses and she was his unfortunate victim.

Kokushibou stood up as he wobbled on the heels of his sandals. The soldiers aimed their weapons at him, ready to shoot despite seeing so many times how he was unaffected by their efforts. Wordlessly,he slid the blade back in its scabbard and they relaxed. Unlike him whose nerves were haywire.

He had broken his promise. Kokushibou had broken the one rule he had sworn not to break. He tried to attack a mother and unborn baby. He could have devoured them if she wasn't there to stop him. Even worse, he had hurt his companion when he didn't mean to. To add insult to injury, he drank her blood.

It did not help that he actually liked ​​​​the taste. For many months he had grown to like its scent during her periods but having the liquid on his tongue was on another level. It had a bitter taste at first, but the more he took the better it got. And that disgusted him.

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