Do You Love Me, Uncle?
He scrambled to his feet while sitting on the wooden floor of the Kuryugumi dojo, trying to flee because his legs were still free.
But Kenji moved swiftly, and somehow, his katana was already drawn. With one clean slash, both of Murakami’s knees gushed blood, and he collapsed, shaking his head. He could only let out muffled screams; his eyes were filled with fear.
"Tell me, what demon made you do this?" Kenji asked.
Murakami screamed incoherently, shaking his head. Even if he wanted to answer, he couldn’t—his mouth was still taped.
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