"Tonight," Rikuo declared, raising a sake cup toward the moon, "we aren't just defending a town. We’re showing Shikoku that the Nura Clan’s 'fear' is the only one that truly owns the night. Follow me!"
Tamazuki smiled, a cold, hollow expression. "Not yet. We need to peel away his protection first. Let the Nura Clan see their world crumble. Let them see that their 'Day' form is weak and their 'Night' form is outdated." Nurarihyon no Mago Episode 19
Rikuo’s eyes narrowed. In his human form, he felt the weight of his grandfather’s legacy—a weight that felt too heavy for his teenage shoulders. But deep inside, his blood began to hum. "Tonight," Rikuo declared, raising a sake cup toward
"Shall I go, Master?" Inugami hissed, his head tilting at an unnatural angle. "I want to see the 'Master of All Yokai' scream." "Not yet
"Young Master," Karasutengu squeaked, landing beside him with a frantic flutter of wings. "The Shikoku Yokai... they’ve struck again. Another local deity’s shrine has been desecrated. Tamazuki is erasing our influence, piece by piece."
"Let them come," Rikuo’s voice was now a deep, resonant rumble. He stood up, resting his hand on the hilt of his blade, Nenekirimaru. "Tamazuki thinks that by destroying shrines, he can destroy our Hyakki Yako . He doesn't realize that a parade of a hundred demons isn't built on stone and wood. It’s built on loyalty."