If Akaza had to fight and kill all of the Superiors, then he must.
"Technique Deployment: Compass Needle!"
"What kind of ability is this guy using?" Enmu was curious
"Perhaps he's trying to summon the spirits of the dead" Gyokko said.
"If you want to fight, then come!" Kokushibou almost unsheathed his sword.
"Wait, Kokushibou-san" Douma halted.
"What?" Kokushibou turned his face at Douma.
"If he's the counterpart of Hakuji-kun..."
Douma pointed one of his traditional fan towards the demon.
"Then we need to invite his girlfriend into our show!" Douma gave a sly smile.
Douma used his cryokinetic ability to create a lot of icy replicas of Koyuki.
"No! It can't be..." Akaza's eyes widened in shock.
No, he couldn't accept this. Did this human Douma has telepathic ability? Was he trying to toy with the demon's mind?
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Douma said.
"WHY YOU!?" Akaza swiftly moved to struck him down.
Unfortunately, his path was blocked by the replicas.
Akaza was attacked by the replicas. He want to fight back, but he couldn't. He felt like he was going to kill a certain girl that he loved the most. And for some reason, tears slowly fell from the demon's eyes.
"AAAAAARGH!" Akaza screamed in vain.
...
"What?"
Seo-rin just found something unpleasant when she was checking the CCTV recording. A mysterious man just breached inside a facility of Infester Slayer Corps to stole several important documents from there.
Seo-rin quickly turned her face towards Giyuu.
"Oppa, can you come here for a while?" Seo-rin was calling him.
Giyuu quickly approached her.
If she looked carefully, the recording showed a person, possibly a male, dressed in black hooded trench coat with a black t-shirt and slack pants, shoes and gloves. His face wasn't visible since he wore a plague doctor mask.
"Who's this guy?" Giyuu felt uneasy.
"Could he be a spy of Dark Tunnel or any other rebel groups?" Seo-rin guessed.
"I don't know, but there's a high probability about it" Giyuu replied.
Beep! Beep!
Out of sudden, the desk telephone was ringing, signalling the incoming call.
"Hello?" Seo-rin quickly answered the call.
Unfortunately, the caller was silent, didn't spoke even a word.
"Hello?" Seo-rin said.
Seo-Rin waited for the caller to respond, but they didn't.
"Can you hear me? Hello?" Seo-rin said again.
The call abruptly ended, much to her chagrin.
"Who's that?" Giyuu asked.
"It's strange, the caller didn't respond even a bit" Seo-rin replied.
Meanwhile, in a telephone booth somewhere in the city, the same masked man put handset back on the switch hook.
His motives were currently unknown as for now. But it seemed that the masked man has a sinister purpose of his own. And he always kept his eyes on every of his targets, including the ones who have quitted from Infester Slayer Corps.
...
"I'LL KILL YOU!" Akaza almost delivered a punch against Douma in rage.
Douma however swiftly dodged away. Akaza was smashing the floor instead.
"Moon Breathing First Form: Dark Moon, Evening Palace!"
Akaza was overwhelmed by Kokushibou's sudden attack. He was fighting the human version of the six-eyed demonic samurai, yet he was equally strong just like his counterpart. How unbelievable.
"Damn it! You're just a mere human! How can you be so strong!" Akaza shouted.
"That's because I'm not human" Kokushibou said.
Akaza was disbelieved. The human swordman said he wasn't a human. What was he talking about?
"But I'm a superhuman" Kokushibou added. "And so does the rest of us"
"But not me, I'm a mutant" Gyokko corrected.
Akaza's eyes widened. What did he meant by a superhuman?
"Superhuman? What's that? Is that means you're stronger than any Upper Ranks?" Akaza narrowed his eyes.
"We possess several unique powers that you'll never found on any other normal persons outside there!" Kaigaku exclaimed.
If Akaza fights any strong opponents, he will ask them to become a demon. But he can't do the same to the 'copycats' (Akaza was insulting them again). Better he finished them all, especially Douma and Kokushibou.
To be continued...
Fun Fact #7: It's highy possible that Ito is one of his targets
