As the call of Kamigawaya echoed, a purple and white juban slipped from before him.
In front of Kamiyagawa, wide sleeves and a narrow skirt along with a waterfall of black hair fluttered in the wind, three demon god masks with distinct expressions swaggering and swaying. Immediately after, a pair of delicate hands tugged firmly at Kamiya's collar, a soft fragrance enveloped him, filling his entire being.
Hannya seamlessly blended with Kamiya, transforming into a menacing mask that covered his face.
Kamiyagawa's figure flickered like a flame in the wind.
At this moment, the imperial aura he carried and the ghost mother aura Hannya brought blended within him, highlighting the vibrant colors of the mask. The heavy haori, interwoven with gold threads, swayed, breathing with life under the reflection of lightning.
