Usagi And Tuxedo Mask Novels & Stories

“It’s my fault.” “No, it’s not his fault,” Theia countered. “I can explain, Alpha.” Jeong stepped forward. “Amelia, Theia, and Ren just arrived and Emil called Ren Uzui.” “Uzui?” There was a frown on Ryden’s forehead. “Tengen Uzui, one of the characters in Demons Slayer. He’s a white-haired guy, a powerful fighter but has lost a hand and eye.” “And?” “Emil thinks Ren dyed his hair to look cool,” Jeong added. “And he also said that Amelia isn’t a pack member anymore.”

There shouldn’t be anymore of their people, so why was it here? I carefully inspected the mask. The shape of the mask and the engraving all look identical to those of Astra organization’s people. Don’t tell me they’re related? When I pulled the mask away from my view, I saw the small tortoise standing not too far from me. “Thank you.” It said in a small voice, and smiled brightly, before disappearing into thin air. That sudden scene put me in a daze. Hill side back. Don’t tell me, that that small soul is actually the dragon’s soul?

Pockmark Mask now. ***

Masaru’s distinctive voice roared, coming from the sky. We tilted our heads up and were stunned to see a pair of demonic figures in the sky, standing atop a small cloud. “We finally caught you, rat.” The gray-skinned one was Masaru, recognizing that gravel-gargling voice. He had a fierce face, sharp fangs, electrifying hair, and two horns. He wore a tattered dark-green skirt tied with a long red sash with a pair of massive Japanese drums hung on his waist and held a small mace in each hand.