226 The second Omagatoki mission

"Don't touch… my daughter!"

The severely wounded Futakuchi-onna roared as she lay on the ground.

That one sentence flustered Kamiyagawa.

He first gave a look to his shikigami, signaling them not to be too harsh.

Then he released his hand from Kido Keiko's back and examined the sporty high school girl from the same school with a puzzled look.

If I didn't mishear…

Your mom is a Futakuchi-onna?

Kamiyagawa wasn't the only one confused; the party concerned, Kido Keiko, was almost as perplexed.

After hearing the Futakuchi-onna's shout, she froze for a good ten seconds before she managed to react; then she mustered her courage and once again closely scrutinized the woman on the ground who looked like a monster.

Actually, Keiko had felt something since the first time she saw the Futakuchi-onna earlier that night.

It was an indescribable sense of familiarity.

As if there was some kind of relationship between her and the Futakuchi-onna, as if they knew each other.