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This thing is not my son, absolutely not.
This thing crawled out from the depths of hell, an extremely evil spirit.
It's not Mizuiro, not Mizuiro…
In Inutake Soukai's gaze, chaos red light swirled, as his body began convulsing almost instinctively.
By the time he came to his senses, that thing with Mizuiro's appearance was already pinned beneath him.
With one hand, Inutake Soukai was choking "Mizuiro"'s slender neck, while his other hand repeatedly struck "Mizuiro"'s head with the bronze Incense Burner.
The Incense Burner was smeared with a sticky yellow resinous secretion, which clung and stretched as it oozed.
"Mizuiro"'s head was almost completely crushed by Inutake Soukai's relentless battering, their skull collapsed, revealing the wooden structure with strangely raised patterns.
The rotten stench of evil grew even more intense.