Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Just then, a strange voice echoed, causing everyone present to change their expressions.

"This is just wonderful. I was worried you'd be scurrying around like a rat."

Chapter 332: Princess Sita

"So, you actually dared to come."

Susanoo abruptly stood up from his cross-legged position, still holding his sake jug, and sighed softly.

"It seems you truly believe my Totsuka-no-Tsurugi is no longer sharp."

The bamboo staff that had been standing beside him had, unknowingly, transformed into a divine, radiant sword.

"Heh, a fellow who ekes out a living in the Netherworld, yet still has his principles at a time like this?"

"That's rather rare."

From within the shadows, a figure gradually solidified, becoming clear. The man who arrived was none other than Haramura Makoto.

Wanting to pinpoint Susanoo's location in the Netherworld?

Such a thing wasn't difficult for Haramura Makoto. After all, even Pandora, the goddess most skilled at hiding, was tracked down to her exact location when she spied on him in the Netherworld. A mere Susanoo with his clumsy techniques? He had already pinpointed Susanoo's location when Edeewise broke the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi.

Therefore, after arranging matters in the real world, he immediately came to the Netherworld.

Fortunately, Susanoo hadn't changed his position, saving him the trouble of a more complicated pursuit.

"King, is there still room for negotiation?"

The glass-eyed princess didn't take this opportunity to flee, unlike the black-robed archmage.

Instead, she stepped out from behind Susanoo, her eyes fixed on Haramura Makoto.

"That appearance, that divine power... Divine Ancestor Sita, is it?"

Haramura Makoto raised his eyelids, casually scanning the glass-eyed princess, and stated with certainty.

The glass-eyed princess nodded slightly, acknowledging her identity.

"Your affairs are of no concern to me. You can go wherever you want; I have no interest."

"But there's no need to say anything superfluous, understand?"

His tone sharp as a blade, Haramura Makoto didn't cast his gaze upon Sita again, as if his words were already an imperial edict, and the woman couldn't possibly defy him.

"I understand. In that case, please excuse my departure."

Whether they were gods or demon lords, they all had their pride. Excessive persuasion would not only be useless but would also backfire.

She bowed and walked into the shadows of the house, disappearing into the corner as silently as she had come.

The bamboo staff in Susanoo's hand had completely transformed in the radiant divine light.

With a slender hilt and white silk ribbons tied to the end, its appearance leaned more towards an ancient Chinese longsword than a Japanese katana.

Ame-no-Habakiri, also known as the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi.

The sword of Izanagi, the father of the Japanese gods, once used to slay the "Fire God" Kagutsuchi.

Later inherited by Susanoo, it was also used to kill the rampaging monster Yamata no Orochi. Like the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, it was key to him becoming "Steel."

There were even rumors that the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi was the ancestor of all swords under heaven, but this wasn't official mythology, merely a rumor from minor biographies.

"I heard you've never used this sword before."

"Is it because the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, which always accompanied you in battle, was broken, or are you finally prepared to stake your life?"

Haramura Makoto was completely at ease, his relaxed demeanor not befitting someone standing on a battlefield.

"It would be too embarrassing to run away when a rare God Slayer comes knocking."

Susanoo grinned hideously.

"Saying that I'll never retire from this position... fulfilling the duty of "Steel" after so long also makes my heart surge."

"You've somewhat made me look at you in a new light."

Haramura Makoto reached out and grasped, a crimson demonic sword directly materializing in his hand.

From the moment he entered, Haramura Makoto finally showed a battle-ready attitude, giving Susanoo some response.

"Are you prepared to die?"

"Ha, hahaha..."

Susanoo laughed loudly.

"Once the battle between us begins, it will absolutely not end until one of us dies. This is our destiny, the destiny between Steel and a Demon Lord."

A hero defeats a demon lord, a demon lord kills a hero.

No matter the myth, scenes of these two coexisting have never occurred.

When the two meet, it is a deathmatch.

The rumble of thunder echoed in the clouds, and a drizzle was about to fall. This was Susanoo's power as the god of storms.

It was the storm he summoned.

"I'll let you prepare properly. After all, this is the last battle of your godly life."

Haramura Makoto merely glanced at the sky, not vying for control over it.

After all, that would be too degrading. He didn't need to exert too much effort to deal with such trash.

"How boastful."

Susanoo looked at the demonic sword in Haramura Makoto's hand and revealed a hideous smile.

With the other party already drawing his sword, there was no need for further words. It was a signal that both sides were ready. He kicked up the blade of the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi with his wooden clogs, the god of steel gripping the hilt in reverse. He pushed off the ground with force, directly slashing towards Haramura Makoto.

"Hmph!"

Haramura Makoto shook his head lightly. Gripping his hilt in the same reverse manner, the feeling of the blade touching the other party in that instant caused Susanoo's expression to change.

"To be countered like this..."

"My power is completely ineffective?"

Looking at the dispersing aura on his blade, Susanoo had an indescribable expression, perhaps even a hint of disbelief.

This was a divine sword wrapped in his storm power. Moreover, with him taking the initiative, his power was dispersed first.

"Did you think that was all?"

"I can even directly cut through the Great Sage's golden staff. Do you really think your island country's divine weapon can remain unscathed?"

Haramura Makoto directly sneered, signaling Susanoo to take a good look at his Totsuka-no-Tsurugi.

Only then did Susanoo belatedly look at the blade in his hand.

Sure enough, in the center of the sword, a jet-black crack spread out. The crack wasn't large, but it appeared quite shocking.

Now, it didn't even require much force. Judging from the crack, it seemed that with just a gentle push, this island country's divine sword would be easily broken.

But Susanoo wasn't flustered. With a solemn expression, he drew a ripple in the water with his blade and uttered a word of power.

"Answer my name—Susanoo-no-Mikoto!"

"—Oceans, lakes, rivers, obey me! With the force of ten thousand waves, destroy the enemy before me! Deprive him of his life!"

Soil, air, rivers, all the moisture was instantly drawn out, gathering at Susanoo's feet, forming a vast lake in the blink of an eye.

The original land had now become a lake.

Susanoo manipulated them, not letting them scatter, gathering them to raise the water level higher and higher.

The surging water flowed like a wild horse that had broken free, restless at Susanoo's feet, as if it were about to break through and disperse everything before it.

Before Susanoo became the god of destruction, he was once the guardian deity of the ocean, protecting the ocean and his father with a strong and powerful body. However, he was naturally fond of crying, angering his father Izanagi, who drove him out of the sea.

In other words, before he became a hero god and a land god, he was actually a sea god.

The storm in the sky intensified.

After summoning the raging waves, Susanoo didn't stop his words of power but continued to summon them.

"—Storm that destroys all! Show my rage and devastate the land!"

Susanoo abruptly pointed his sword at the sky. An even more frantic storm swirled and brewed in the sky, eventually transforming into a tornado, the most terrifying of wind disasters, piercing straight into the ground like a drill.

The tornado stirred up the water, and the water flowed against the wind, forming a water spout.

Sword light and storm, the god of destruction Susanoo appeared before Haramura Makoto in his most original form.

He had exerted all his strength, just to win this battle.

Carrying the terrifying water spout, condensed with a water pressure of over ten thousand meters, Susanoo controlled it with the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi and slashed it down towards Haramura Makoto.

Its terrifying power had surpassed any natural disaster that could occur in this world.

"Since Little Ai has broken the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, then I'll also break this Totsuka-no-Tsurugi."

Faced with such an attack, Haramura Makoto seemed to have given up resisting, just standing there without any movement.

But golden mist spread out from his body.

However, this time it didn't spread into the air like before, but adhered entirely to his skin.

"Bang!"

It was an instantaneous explosion. The explosion swept out, and sharp wind blades and terrifying water struck the ground, devastating the land, leaving one unhealable scar after another.

This was an extremely powerful strike, a strike that was considered a sure kill for Susanoo.

Normally, if this sure-kill strike hit, Susanoo should have been very happy.

But on Susanoo's face, there wasn't a single trace of joy.

Instead, there was only that ugly complexion and an unbelievable expression.

Not because of anything else, but because his Totsuka-no-Tsurugi was being grasped in the palm of this man's hand.

This time, he didn't even use a weapon, stopping his sword with just his bare hands.

"At this point, is this really still something worth being surprised about for you?"

"After seeing my battle with the Great Sage, you should understand how big the gap between you and me is, right?"

As the words fell, Haramura Makoto's hand suddenly exerted force.

A crisp sound rang out.

It was the sound of a sword breaking. The red half of the blade fell to the ground, making a crisp clang.

"The power of the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi didn't even activate."

From the start of the battle until now, Susanoo finally recognized himself at this moment, recognizing that he was helpless against this man.

His strongest strike, which he had been brewing for so long, was blocked by this man with his bare body.

His hidden power, the separating power of the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi, didn't even take effect on this man.

It should be known that the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi in his hand actually had another name, which was the sea, the sea god, the weapon he inherited from his father, the Steel born from the soil, Izanagi's Ame-no-Nuhoko that separated the islands.

"If that's the case..."

Susanoo bit his lip hard, blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.

Then he turned his gaze to the inconspicuous gourd on his waist. At first glance, it could be seen that it was a sake gourd, but the wooden stopper on the gourd had long disappeared, not knowing where it had gone.

"Wondering why I haven't become dizzy, wanting to take advantage of my momentary dizziness to escape from here?"

Haramura Makoto, standing opposite him, seemed to have a pair of insightful eyes that could see straight into his heart, completely seeing through him nakedly.

"Do you really think that a mere level of charm power can break through my spirit?"

The scheme of Minamoto no Yoritomo.

This was Susanoo's most famous legend as a god of culture, intoxicating Yamata no Orochi with the fragrance of sake and then cutting off the snake's head with the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi.

But in fact, whether it's the intoxication of sake or the allure of the opposite sex, these are uniformly called charm.

They are all classified under the power of charm, but Haramura Makoto's body contains a star beast that holds the power of charm, how could he be affected by a small Susanoo in this world?

It would be more like it if the Great Sage used this power instead.