Under Kasumigaoka Utaha's disdainful gaze, Tohsaka Tokitomi dismounted from the back of the bone dragon.
Cradled in Daemon's arms—one on each side—were Rin and Sakura, clinging to him like little koalas.
The warmth of the sight clashed comically with the grim majesty of the undead beast beneath them.
"He likes young girls, the delicate features of Orientals, and the power to command a bone dragon straight out of the underworld,"
Tosaka muttered under his breath. "This has to be some kind of divine archetype... Hades? Thanatos?"
He rifled through his mental index of mythologies, trying to pin down the aura Daemon exuded—part god, part nightmare, entirely incomprehensible.
"Mr. Daemon!"
Tosaka bowed deeply, voice respectful, posture deferential—less a proud magus, more a humbled attendant.
Daemon gave a faint nod. "Mm."
Glancing at the two girls in his arms, he asked with a soft edge in his voice, "Brother Daemon is going to destroy the Matou family. That alright with you two?"
"Absolutely!" Rin snapped, her eyes sharp.
"They tried to take Sakura-chan. Let's erase them!"
Sakura nodded solemnly. "Please do, Brother Daemon."
A low chuckle escaped him. "Alright."
Being called 'brother' by two cute girls was oddly comforting—even for someone like him. Daemon, a man shaped by cruelty and shadows, felt something warm stir within.
Long live Lolitas.
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[Chat Group]
Miyuki Uchiha: "Hmm… has His Highness Daemon finally turned his sights to little girls? How terrifying. So evil."
Yamamoto Mei: "Weren't you ogling Sakura's mom and sister earlier? Pot, meet kettle."
Miyuki Uchiha: "You brute! Slandering my innocence like that!"
Yamamoto Mei: "Innocence? You?"
Miyuki Uchiha: "You—!"
Yamamoto Mei: "Anyway, did you finish Daemon's assignment?"
Miyuki Uchiha: "Yeah, Golden Hanzo's death is definitely connected to the Akatsuki. But it wasn't one of the original members. Something's off."
Luo Hao: "Could be a Reincarnator. Another one showing up in the Naruto world, perhaps?"
Miyuki Uchiha: "Ugh, don't creep me out like that, Luo Hao… but yeah, that is possible."
Yamamoto Mei: "Forget the Reincarnator. Maybe you should worry more about your spot in Daemon's harem."
Luo Hao: "Agreed."
Esdeath: "Seconded. But it's not that rare. One of them died back when Nakiri Erina just joined."
Luo Hao: "True. If another shows up in my world, I'd be curious to see how fun they are to kill."
Daemon, still hovering above the city, glanced at the chat. He narrowed his eyes at Miyuki's name.
"Raiders of little girls"? Tch. I was saving them, not flirting with them.
And besides, Rin already liked him. Kids could tell who had their back and who didn't. No lies could fool them.
Miyuki Uchiha... remember this. One day, I'll teach you some manners.
As for the Reincarnator news, he paused in thought.
Golden Hanzo should've been near Super Kage level thanks to my summoning. No way Nagato could've taken him down easily. So if someone managed to kill him…
The possibility of another Reincarnator was real.
Four have already appeared in our chat group. It's not surprising if more exist in their respective worlds.
Still, whether the newcomer is friend or foe will depend on Uchiha Miyuki. Naruto's world is her home field, after all.
If she wants peace, we'll stay back. If not… well, we're backing her. We trust the ones we know, not some outsider.
Simple logic. Bonds came before speculation.
Below him was the Matou mansion, a shadowy fortress of filth and worms. Daemon didn't spare it a glance.
His divine power surged.
"It's time," Kasumigaoka Utaha whispered.
Tosaka Tokitomi trembled with anticipation. "Is he liberating another Noble Phantasm? He's not even drawing mana from Sakura…"
He recalled the divine sword Daemon used earlier and still hadn't identified it. The name alone carried such weight—it had to be from an age when only monsters dared name their weapons after gods.
If this man was to become his youngest daughter's future husband, then Tokitomi wanted to know everything—lineage, power, bloodline. The stronger, the better.
[Chat Group – Live Active]
The girls in the group held their breath. They recognized what was coming.
Daemon floated into the sky, black lightning crackling around him. The current danced like dragons, ripping across space itself.
His voice echoed through the city, cold and absolute.
"You were born into the Matou family. You enjoyed its power, its safety.
Now, suffer its sins."
The black thunder grew louder—roaring, spiraling upward.
Across the world, magicians looked toward Japan in shock.
"God's breath!?"
"No, that's impossible! The Age of Gods ended long ago!"
"Wait… that's Zeus's lightning!"
In Olympus, it was the ultimate power. The kind of divine fury that could shatter stars.
And now, it was being wielded by Daemon.
"I am the thunder that tears the stars—!!"
The sky cracked.
The stars shattered like broken glass.
And then—
BOOM.
Black thunder poured down like divine judgment. The heavens split open as if punishing the sins of man.
The impact landed atop the Matou estate.
The explosion eclipsed the world itself. Everything turned black. Even the soul couldn't look away.
Then came the second wave—the shock.
The ground shook.
The continental plate itself groaned under the pressure.
Every magician on Earth felt it.
Some cried.
Some prayed.
Some went mad.
"A god walks the Earth again…"
"Humanity… we're doomed."
"We're just insects to them."
Back in Daemon's arms, Rin and Sakura stared in awe.
"Brother Daemon is so cool," Rin muttered.
"He's the strongest," Sakura whispered. (lol)
To them, it wasn't fear.
It was admiration.
The one who held them safe—he was capable of flattening entire worlds.
And they loved him for it.
When the thunder cleared, only silence remained.
The Matou estate was gone.
No rubble, no ash.
Only a crater.
The divine thunder had passed.
And the world, for a moment, forgot how to breathe.
Meanwhile, in the city of Fuyuki—
The infamous insect, Zouken Matou, and his wretched Matou family had vanished entirely, leaving behind a colossal crater that stretched dozens of kilometers deep.
This crater wasn't just a deep pit—it was more than ten times deeper than the Himalayas.
In other words, Daemon, who had only just unlocked his Level 1 Thunder Treasure, had nearly punctured a continental plate.
Uchiha Miyuki: "Hey, hey, hey—this power is seriously terrifying! Don't tell me a Level 1 attack is already at 'country-destroying' level? He practically broke through the continent!"
Yamamoto Mei: "Well, Russia's a country, and so is South Korea, but the size difference is pretty huge. So maybe this 'country-level destruction' scales with size?"
Esdeath: "Exactly! Back when Daemon went all out with the Thunder Treasure in the One Piece world, the shockwaves caused global earthquakes! This isn't just some glorified toy—it's an actual Weapon of Mass Destruction."
Erina Nakiri: "Terrifying… Just thinking that the continent I live on could get torn open gives me chills."
Jibril: "Hmm… I haven't fought you yet, Daemon, but based on my analysis of the energy output from your Thunder Treasure, your strength is definitely beyond the previous readings."
Esdeath: "As expected. That's how real power should be."
Uchiha Miyuki: "There's so much OP loot in the Moon World! I didn't even get to pick up a single reward! This mission was a gold mine!"
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Sounds like my luck's better than yours, Uchiha."
Uchiha Miyuki: "Waaah! Senpai, I love you! Forget that monster Daemon—let's run away together!"
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "…"
Yamamoto Mei: "Enough of your flirting, you degenerate. Check your surroundings and make sure there are no other Reincarnators lurking nearby. Otherwise, you'll end up someone's human toilet and we won't be held responsible."
Uchiha Miyuki: "…Tch. So cruel."
Uchiha Miyuki: "But you're right. This is serious. I'll keep investigating—bye~!"
—Inside the chat group—
Even though many of them had already seen Daemon's Thunder Treasure before, its overwhelming power still left everyone stunned.
Daemon himself only glanced at the chat and, seeing nothing urgent, ignored it.
"Boom!"
Tosaka Tokiomi's knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground in disbelief.
His expression was a chaotic mix of terror, awe, admiration, confusion—and somewhere in there, euphoria. A swirl of emotion played in his eyes.
As a seasoned magus, Tokiomi understood the essence of what he had just witnessed: the thunder from before was no ordinary strike—it was divine, the kind of power attributed to Zeus himself in Greek mythology.
Planet-breaking lightning.
Tokiomi could no longer lie to himself.
He now understood why Sakura had no summoning crest on the back of her hand when he first checked.
It was obvious.
Daemon and his companion weren't Heroic Spirits.
And that made things even more terrifying.
In some twisted way, it was a relief.
After all, how could a child like Sakura have possibly summoned such overwhelming beings? It made no sense.
But then—why had they appeared to help her?
That thought nagged at him.
"Of course," Utaha interjected dryly, "It's because His Highness Daemon is a certified lolicon~"
"…Lolicon, seriously?" Tokiomi blinked, stunned.
Coming from someone clearly close to Daemon, he couldn't dismiss it entirely.
But as the thought settled, Tokiomi's eyes lit up.
A lolicon?
Then there was hope! He wasn't aiming to be summoned—he was acting of his own will.
Even better—Daemon wasn't bound by the Heroic Spirit system, which meant he wouldn't vanish after the Holy Grail War.
He could have descendants.
Tokiomi's thoughts twisted excitedly: This is perfect! Even if Sakura doesn't work out, Rin can! Or both! The Tosaka bloodline must inherit such power!
At that moment, Daemon walked forward with both Sakura and Rin in his arms.
Rin glared at her father.
"Tch. Seriously, Dad? You gave Sakura away to that disgusting family? What kind of father are you?"
"…I'm sorry. Rin. Sakura. It really was my failure as your father."
Tokiomi bowed his head deeply, guilt plain on his face.
"Hmph. At least you finally act like a father," Rin grumbled, turning her head.
Sakura, on the other hand, gave a soft smile. "It's okay, Father. I don't blame you."
"R-Really? That's… that's a relief," he said, visibly moved. "I promise you, Sakura-chan—I'll never send you away again!"
Still, something about Sakura's expression unsettled him. Just earlier she'd been crying, distraught—but now she seemed eerily calm.
"Maybe she's just too young to understand," he told himself.
He didn't notice the flicker of something far darker behind her innocent eyes.
—Thirty minutes later—
At the Tosaka estate.
Daemon and his companions had remained in the Moon World at Sakura's request and were now guests at the Tohsaka household.
As a powerful local magus, Tokiomi's residence was nothing short of luxurious.
Not that it impressed Utaha—being a successful light novelist—or Daemon, who was, after all, a celestial dragon from another world.
"Please try the tea I brewed, Mr. Daemon, Miss Kasumigaoka."
A calm, elegant voice rang out.
The woman in the pale green dress gracefully poured the tea, her expression soft and full of gratitude.
She was Aoi Tosaka, Rin and Sakura's mother—and a long-standing target of Uchiha Miyuki's harem aspirations.
She had learned the horrifying truth about the Matou family from her husband, and the thought of what could have happened to her beloved daughter shook her deeply.
Daemon's intervention had spared her child from a fate worse than death.
Tokiomi, for his part, now treated Daemon's words as gospel.
If Daemon said Zouken was a degenerate bug, then he was a degenerate bug. Whether or not it was the actual truth no longer mattered.
All that mattered to Tokiomi now… was marrying his daughters to Daemon.
Or, better yet—both daughters.
The Tohsaka bloodline would evolve.
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