Mio’s eyes fluttered open and shut for quite a while, but she still couldn’t find the words to speak.

‘I don’t understand.’ 

She had no idea why Mr. Shoot was suddenly acting like what he was doing right now.

She had no idea how she was supposed to react.

Most importantly, she was totally confused.

‘Learn it?’ If her mother had truly asked him to deliver the Purple Dawn Style’s cultivation method to her, why did he try to kill her?

‘Wait. Could it be that he wanted to give me some time to grasp the cultivation method?’

Mio shook her head.

She was jumping to conclusions in an effort to rationalize things positively.

‘Why am I hesitating when he just tried to kill me?’

She couldn’t understand. She truly couldn’t understand. 

Mio gripped the booklet tightly and mustered the courage to speak.

“Shoo—”

“Kihihi.”

“Kih? Hihi.”

However, the oni interrupted her.

They stepped out of the trees one by one to bask in the moonlight.

Clank, clank, clank!

The jars hanging from their necks made loud noises as they collided with each other.

“Urk.” The phantom energy of the oni enveloped Mr. Shoot.

Mr. Shoot kept his eyes on the monsters because he couldn’t afford...