Kaze no Stigma:Volume1 Chapter4

Chapter 4 - Returning to Visit, and Then―― (帰参、そして――)

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When a distance of about 10 meters away from the front door.

“K, Kazuma!?”

Facing the embarrassed door guard’s cry, Kazuma distantly looked with condescension.

(Too Slow.)

Really laid-back, in this unsafe time period where there should be a high alert, at this kind of distance and unable to be responsive is really useless to such an unforgivable state.

But, after this the reaction speed is fairly good. Hearing the guard’s sounds of alert, jutsu practitioners waiting in various locations fly out.

After about 10 seconds, Kazuma is already surrounded by 10 or more jutsu practitioners.

“Call forth the Suzerain.”

Kazuma arrogantly commanded, completely ignoring the killing intent from all directions, .

“Hearing and complying with the summon, then I will feel very grateful.”

(Appears to be looking for a fight.)

Even though knowing doing so is useless provocation, but completely have no will to control it. Actually should say, that Kazuma suddenly became angry.

Not long after returning to Japan, unhappy situations constantly approach. Brought into a conflict of Kannagi Clan and someone else. Ambushed by don’t know whom, right in front of own eyes Ren gets captured. In order to inform this incident, swear won’t ever get into situations of Kannagi main family.

All this has stressed Kazuma’s nerves, resulting in his extreme annoyances. He wanted to beat the crap out of somebody and it didn't matter who. This kind of mental situation cannot be explain in one line, but Kazuma is currently residing in this kind of mental state.

Furthermore right here there is, idiots asking him, please hit me, even lining up waiting such, Kazuma certainly cannot let go of this opportunity. Breaking this confrontation, among all one idiot steps forward. Maybe it is somebody recognizable, but Kazuma now doesn’t not have the “American time” or the need to go recognize each one of them.

“In this extraordinary time period, you think that you can stand in front of us and begged for mercy…?”

That kind of words, look like fighting to the death trying to control the about to erupt fury.

Not trying to waste time, Kazuma slowly opened his mouth and said.

“Although I said to summon the Suzerain… but it seems like it wasn’t heard?”

“Kisama!” (You!)

Crrackk!

Sounds like a blunt object, angrily firing away fireball jutsu practitioners all didn’t see the like a giant using an uppercut punch sent into the air. The chin was pummeled to pieces, in the strength less to open mouth, spitting out blood mix with broken teeth. (! )

Among the jutsu practitioners have begun to disbelieve and retreat. They, with regards to Kazuma’s attack method, never have seen it before. But also realize that the battle has begun, starting to collect the fighting spirit.

Of course the goal of Kazuma visit isn’t for fighting. Just act that this world would be better off is those idiots were to die — — seems like someone inside his mind continuously to say. Kazuma let that voice persuade him and forget about what should be done.

[Fist of Air] — — blocks of air that are highly compressed, using speed of sound and sent forth. The instance of the contact, about 100 points of air compressed into 1 point instantaneously — —pointing to a certain direction — — recoiling to original state and at same time the strength of that force far exceeding a professional boxer’s finishing blow. The jutsu practitioners couldn’t do anything, one after another was knocked down.

Then continuing combos — — attacking targets without regards to accuracy air bombs in the general direction, digging up the surface, fracturing the wall. The people that were standing were completed knocked down and left laying on the ground.

Kazuma still has his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket, standing there all alone. People that are able to stand and stop him are no where to be found.

The jutsu practitioners are all knocked down on the ground; some have broken lower jaws, some with sunken noses that continuously spew out blood, some moaning about with serious internal damage. Laying around in many different positions, but the common point is that all have no fighting capabilities remaining.

Even though knocking down this 10 or so jutsu practitioners didn’t even take 30 seconds, but Kazuma’s expression did not have the feeling of arrogance. Simply accepting this landslide difference in strength this kind of thing happening is logical certainty.

But, that expression unexpectedly became pensive.

“…Doh…”

Not seeing an uninjured person, Kazuma finally realize that he had committed a deadly mistake.

“Thought carefully, then communicate clearly to these people then this kind of situation would not have happened…”

Before this a phone call would probably accomplished. Also, there is no need to talk directly with the Suzerain. Even if suddenly meet up, in a short time won’t know what to say. This time is only because Ren was captured in front of his own eyes, making him waver, also — —

“Also I, would very like to come back, huh?”

This place in the past where I called home, already abandoned the place I returned.

Kazuma shakes his head, breaks the thought pattern, fearing deepening questing will recall of a quite unhappy answer.

“Hey, wake up. Don’t leisurely sleep on me!” <!—-don’t sleep on my watch, don’t sleep leisurely on my watch. Adverbs in dialogue are weird. -->

Kazuma in order to change mood, yelled and kicked the less hurt and younger jutsu practitioner. But, the jutsu practitioner weakly opens the eyes and slow closes them, seems to realize extreme pain so allowing Kazuma do what he likes.

“— — Damn!”

Kazuma abhorrently throws him away then, walks toward the main door. Directly, even if the ground has jutsu practitioner lying around without care stepping on and moving forward.

The door has already opened; because the people that opened the door have been defeated, an opened door is a logical thing. And that place has compared to before more than two times the amount of jutsu practitioners waiting.

At the same time Kazuma stands in front of the door, at the same time 30 lines of fire lines arrive to kill.

Honng!

That kind of enormous amount of heat, transformed into plasma completely surrounds Kazuma. The light from the heat seems to burn even the eyes, jutsu practitioners believe that they have already won.

(We killed him!)

(If like this and still not dead then — —)

(— — already is not human!)

But then in the quitting fire, they saw something that they cannot believe.

“Wh, What?”

Surrounded by the bluish/greenish white flame, Kazuma safely stands inside.

“So boring…”

Kazuma without elaborate procedures waves his hand, removes the collected strength of 30 people’s fires. The strength of the fire and heat completely could not harm a single hair of Kazuma.

“Impossible… That guy is a youma god… ?”

Now the jutsu practitioners were so shocked that it appears that they even have forgotten about breathing. If looked calmly, they might be able to see, the matter separating Kazuma and the flames, is a thin layer of air.

High level jutsu-shi, can even surpass the laws of physics. No matter if it is an enjutsu-shi or a fuujutsu-shi, igniting a fire where there is no oxygen, blocking the heat transfer in the air is not impossible.

Kazuma has complete control of the surrounding air, inside this space; compared with laws of physics his will has primacy. No matter how large the amount of heat, it cannot be transferred to Kazuma’s body.

The requirements in order to be a first rate jutsu practitioner is, not strength of the spells, nor the knowledge and technique, but is willpower. To deny the present reality, and the《willpower》to construct one’s own fantasy world.

Magic Jutsu comes from by mixing your own will into《Initial Principle》, then simply create new laws to control the effects.

Describing it as an obstruction system of the《World》, then writing in procedures in exchange for reality. !

In other words, in order to transfer the flames to Kazuma, would need a strong will in comparison to what Kazuma employed to deny the laws of physics, so what is needed is to use an even stronger will to then deny the《Kazuma fabricated Laws》.

Realistically speaking, if you don’t have a belief of《Will you burn you up》that’s stronger than Kazuma’s belief of《I won’t get burn up》 then nothing will be achieved.

Then when this is not achieved, it can be said that Kazuma’s will is greater than the sum of the will of the 30 people combined.

“Impossible… impossible…”

The jutsu practitioners mumbled while having a shocked look.

Ought to say that they can only mumble.

The reasons for the ineffectual jutsu they can also understand; they understand it too well, just like things such as arms and legs.

Of course they didn’t considered Kazuma’s existence as beyond common sense, but only considered him as a first-class spiritual jutsu practitioner. And from that point of view, Kazuma only commanded a huge wind spirit.

Kazuma’s strength has already surpassed what they previously considered, completely achieving another dimension; the difference is clear.

But Kazuma haven’t proceeded to counterattack the jutsu practitioners, naturally it isn’t to forgive them, but from the start he just simply ignored the practitioners from the branch families.

Kazuma from the situation of the practitioners recalls the days spent for 18 years in this mansion, memories of a home that contains almost no happiness. No matter whom, they all disregard him, even to the point of ignoring his existence. Inside such an excessive clan, people that kindly accepting him are almost nonexistent.

Although restricting the thoughts of homesickness, no matter receiving what kind of persecution, after all it’s the place of his roots.

(That’s right… I have returned here…)

Kazuma can’t not deny that kind of thinking, whether ignored, whether bullied, this place also have protected him before. When before entering society, before relying on one’s own effort to survive, protecting him during his childhood.

Hope to be protected, although this is weakness and escapism.

Kazuma recalls 4 years ago when he abandoned weakness although agrees to this truth, but that made him very unhappy. !

(In conclusion, can’t allow this home to continue existing)

Kazuma surrounded by large amounts of《unhappiness》, blaming the roots of evils — — of course by his own stubborn decision — — on the Kannagi main family, and further intends to crush it with his own hands.

Following Kazuma’s will, even bigger wind spirit is summoned, condensing within his palm a wind pressure that can challenge a typhoon.

If he releases all of it, inside an area with a radius of 200 meters all things will be destroyed in a moment. But they already have prepared for thoughts of death.

At this moment Kazuma completely didn’t think about the Kannagi clan or the people living close by; only thinking to erase the annoying things right in front of his eyes.

Even Kazuma himself didn’t notice that he already accumulated quite an amount of pressure. In obtaining this kind of opportunity, Kazuma was already directed by such self-satisfied thoughts.

“Wo… Wah…!”

“What, this is what kind of strength…!”

No matter what, the practitioners certainly have no way to understand what Kazuma was thinking. In front of such crushing strength without even thinking to apply jutsu in resistance just dumbly standing there.

Certainly this is not without reasons, the wind spirits that Kazuma summoned, no matter whether releasing as a jutsu, or an out-of-control rampage, could eradicate this mansion.

“………..”

The older jutsu practitioners without speaking exchanged a look, they in comparison are more unruffled. For them, knowing Juugo, like a sun when younger, isn’t the first time seeing such control of spirits in the category of a natural disaster. Although at that time, felt that (they) could be protected by such extreme strength.

Making an enormous inner determination then making a guess from Kazuma posture, the only remaining method of attack is only one, and there is no other.

Gambling their lives performing summoning of such major proportions, just like what the words proposed it is the last method, and it’s possible it’s a mutual suicide. But they have already prepared for death.

(If only to protect the Suzerain…)

(Before Ayano-sama returns…)

There is none other motive for them in gambling their lives besides trying to defeat Kazuma. Because if Kazuma is standing here, then it can be presumed that Genma was already defeated.

Then in that case, only Ayano would have the ability to fight on par with Kazuma. They gambled their lives in order to gain time for Ayano’s return.

“Let’s go…”

“Waiting a second.”

In the instance before the assault, a calm voice detained them. That voice seems to have immense《power》, all members stopped.

Seems like the time has stopped, in many seconds, nobody moved, in such tranquil space, (one) can only hear sounds of the bamboo hitting the stone.

“Suz, Suzerain!’

“It’s too dangerous! Please withdraw!”

The practitioners all recommended withdrawal to the Suzerain.

Although all the practitioners’ sight was gathered on him, Juugo still walked with ease, while his line of sight is directed at Kazuma.

Kazuma also didn’t avoid Juugo’s look.

Juugo was all the time very gentle with Kazuma, disclosing in the strict words feelings of loving concern. In his shonen era when the surrounding were all enemies, only in the time spent with Juugo could he feel slightly relieved.

Kazuma when facing Juugo is similar to when facing an admired father, in contrast only having terror for Genma.

That kind of ancient yearning again surges, but now Kazuma even if wanting to cry would not have any tears.

Certainly it seems like Juugo completely detected Kazuma’s expression. Just like speaking to a relative that haven’t been seen in a long time, greeting in this manner.

“Long time no see, Kazuma. How’s are you doing?”

“…Ahh”

Knowing that Juugo still believes in him Kazuma laughs like again attaining release from prison.

And seemingly identifying with such, Juugo laughs energetically seeing the typhoon in Kazuma’s hand says.

“If it’s like this, then, what is that thing?”

“Um? Ah, only trying to surpass the past.”

Kazuma clumsily waves his hand, dismissing all the accumulated spirits, even forgetting the etiquette to say thank you to all the spirits.

“Huh? Um, ok, standing here is difficult to talk. Come in for cup of tea.”

Of course like this, Juugo had not thoroughly understood what Kazuma had said, further treating such as neglected mumblings. The practitioners were standing there as if force feed some mute medicine when perceived that Juugo without care turned back facing Kazuma. They probably thought that Kazuma will attack with the back turned.

“S, Suzerain, Kazuma is our traitor!”

Juugo gazed using a very sorrowful appearance at the still not understanding anything practitioners, then slowly turns around facing Kazuma and asked.

“Uh, is it like that?”

“No?”

Kazuma shrugs his shoulder then said, seem like being puzzled by bunch of idiots, having a mouth but can’t explain. <!—-Having a mouth but can’t explain, Idiom -->

“Looks like it’s like that.”

“No, can’t trust him!”

The practitioners shouted with voices of dissatisfaction, believing that Juugo had been deceived.

“Calm down, idiots!”

Juugo scolded accompanied by sounds of sighing.

“If Kazuma was serious, will you still be alive? Now do you understand?”

The jutsu practitioners all looked towards Kazuma, that careless appearance, completely could not sense the previous strength that would have knocked them down. Can’t be disputed that the useless man has return as a super first class practitioner.

“— — Say why did you return? Can’t be only for a gathering?”

“Ah, that’s right, there is something to convey.”

Kazuma finally remembered the motive for his approach, although conveying such to someone else is a very humiliating situation.

(Ah, no way out, after all losing the initiative was my fault.)

“— — Ren was seized. A guy using wind, probably a colleague of the person that killed your people.”

“You’re joking! Killing Shinji and Shingo was you!”

Kazuma at this time finally encountered the Yuuki family head.

(Other people’s deaths besides the death of his sons are ignored?)

In that instance, suddenly realize his impulsive interruption, no matter what couldn’t be restrained. Then became silent because basically he as a speaker didn’t have any value as an opponent.

“Was seized?”

Juugo also ignored Yuuki’s words questioned Kazuma, in this case was he killed.

“It’s like this, the detailed situation isn’t really clear without doubt still alive is not a mistake. The reason (to still being alive) I think besides the criminal only Ten (天) would know. Came especially to tell you, and are there any leads to who did it?”

“No, not yet, but thank you very much for bring that information.”

Seems like Juugo though of something, facial expression became very serious. The man standing beside — — within Kazuma memories seems like Juugo side or close by — — to him told him something.

Then that man bowed, quickly departed from the house.

“Did you see the features of that guy?”

“… Although it was seen, but feels like it isn’t of much significance, because that isn’t a human appearance.”

Just thinking about it can recall feeling the compelling cold air. Furthermore that kind of irregular youma ki, that kind of thing isn’t possess by human beings.

“Is it like that… Say what happened to Genma?”

Faced with Juugo’s question, Kazuma sincerely started to laugh. Unlike a grown man, but laughing like a shonen. That kind of grin cannot be practiced, grin of mischievous child fully covering the face.

Then Kazuma shows his thumb then turns it down, then the chin moving backwards braggingly said.

“Was sent flying.”

“huh, haha, hahahahahahaha ! That, that’s how, was sent flying?”

Faced with this kind of over energetically and without any evil intention reply from Kazuma, Juugo uncontrollably started to laugh, unstoppable roaring laughter.

“Suzerain! This is not a funny matter!”

Faced with unstopping laughter of the Suzerain, the practitioners worriedly admonished.

“Hmm, certainly is like that.”

Then Juugo pulls taut his face, using a severe, unyielding and steadily stare said at Kazuma.

“Don’t tell me, already killed him?”

“Hey, I was quite merciful. I even called an ambulance, quite kind of me!”

“If that’s the case then it’s alright.”

“Absolutely not!”

The person interrupting was, like the practitioner before. Because of too much anger, was dizzily standing there with anger.

“If you body is not well, you can withdraw.”

“My situation is of no importance! If Kazuma knocked Genma-sama, then it is absolutely certain that he is rebelling!”

“… That’s only a father and son argument it is only this kind of crude situation.”

“This… this kind of question is…!”

“Understood, that kind of situation has already been heard earlier. Okay, you can withdraw.”

After Juugo disrupted his words, gestures at Kazuma, then enters through the door. Kazuma simply follows Juugo.

In result just like this, Kazuma returns to where 4 years ago the birth place where he treaded every day.

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