CHAPTER 15: TOJI vs GETO

The underground temple echoed with the sound of silence—until Suguru Geto stepped forward, his fists clenched, eyes shadowed beneath his bangs.

Before him, standing casually over the lifeless body of Riko Amanai, was the assassin himself. Toji Fushiguro, sleeves torn, blade resting lazily on his shoulder, his mouth curled into a devil's grin.

"You…" Geto's voice was quiet, deadly.

Toji tilted his head.

"What was that?" he mocked. "Speak up, priest boy."

Geto raised his eyes. Rage smoldered behind them.

"Who the hell do you think you are, idiot?" he asked coldly. "You just killed the girl we were sworn to protect. And you say it like it's a joke."

Toji chuckled. "Oh, you mean that brat? She barely felt a thing. Quick and clean. Unlike your friend."

Geto's brow twitched. "…What?"

Toji tapped his blade against the stone floor with a clink.

"You didn't know?" he said, eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. "I already killed that blindfolded bastard. You know, the flashy one. Blue eyes. Big ego. Rings a bell?"

A heavy silence fell.

Then—

"You lie."

Cursed energy crackled through the air like a thunderstorm bottled into a man's heartbeat.

The ground trembled beneath Geto's feet.

"You should not have said that," Geto whispered. "You should not have touched her. Or him."

With a flourish, he raised both hands. The air grew thick.

"Ryoiki Tenkai."

A massive shrine of darkened elegance formed around them, thousands of cursed spirits swirling in a ceremonial vortex. The weight of the domain dropped like an anvil on the space. Torii gates rose, the scent of incense and rot mixed into the air. Screaming curses loomed behind Geto like a tidal wave.

"Toji Fushiguro…" he said with quiet fury, "I will erase you."

Toji didn't even blink.

Instead, he grinned wider.

"Nice lights."

And in a flash—

He moved.

Like a ghost through smoke, Toji vanished from the cursed tide and cut through the domain wall itself—slashing clean through one of the cursed spirits mid-charge.

Geto's eyes widened. "He sliced through…?"

SLASH!

Toji was already there.

His blade ripped across Geto's chest.

Blood sprayed across the cracked tiles as Geto stumbled back, clutching his side. But before he could react—

BAM!

Toji's fist collided with Geto's jaw, sending him crashing across the chamber into a pillar with a thud that echoed like a gong of finality.

Geto slumped forward, unconscious, his domain shattering like glass into the void.

Toji cracked his neck, stepped over Amanai's lifeless body, and looked up the stairs toward the distant exit.

"Too easy," he muttered.

He sheathed his bloodied blade, the echoes of battle still lingering like a ghost in the underground silence.