
Yoruichi dodged by bending backwards. His legs are released and doing a backflip kicks Kuroka away in the process and gains some distance from her. Standing up straight, Yoruichi praised Kuroka for her ability, "You're pretty good. You know how to use your skills and not the type of person who ignores fighting consciousness just because they have quite powerful magic. And, is that Touki (Struggling Spirit)? ?"
Kuroka took another stance, "And you ignored her as if they were nothing. I thought I let you off guard, but who would have thought that the Poison Mist I made for humans would have no effect on you. Even the descendants of those heroes would have some reactions. Are you really human? And yes, it's Touki."
"Yep~. I was born to human parents, so technically, I am also human. So that's Touki, yeah. You take out your Ki and let it cover your body to drastically increase your attack, defense, and speed. Can't You Combine Your Ki to Your Muscle Tissue? That would be much more effective."
"Do you really know nothing? It is theoretically possible, but doing so will require excellent control over your Kimu and constantly circulate it to your muscle tissue. If you can do that then you will be called a historical genius in Senjutsu. But even if you can do that, just moving a little bit will disrupt that circulation and you'll only hurt yourself in the process."
"Is that so? Koneko directly used Ki on her muscles."
"What!?" Kuroka turned her gaze towards Koneko, "How is it possible!?"
"You see that shape, right? Strange pigments will appear all over her body instead of widening Ki as you do now. He did this using natural Ki and Ki."
Kuroka remained silent after that. He put it aside for now because the important thing now is to take Koneko away from this place. Listening to her talk about incorporating Ki directly into muscle tissue reminded her of how dangerous the technique she taught Koneko was. Kuroka calculated her chances of winning, 'She still did not use any strange magic that controlled lightning. Underestimated me? I only had one chance.' Kuroka simultaneously and secretly annoys Ki around her and unleashes an illusionary magic creating six copies of a mirage of herself. Yoruichi is interested in her skills and lets her do what she wants. Even though he looked unchanging and indifferent to the point of looking like arrogance in Kuroka's eyes, he never let his guard down. Like Kisuke, he would never look down on someone just because they looked weak. Yoruichi continued to scan his surroundings and took some hints about what he was trying to do and with that, he also started to prepare some countermeasures based on his observations.
Kuroka and her clones stepped on the ground at the same time and the earth around Yoruichi rose up and covered it up completely effectively burying it under the mound. Yoruichi was able to detonate in just one second but he saw that he was already surrounded by six Kuroka and attacking from different angles basically sealed his movements. Yoruichi's attitude did not change and handled the attacks with his own skill in hand-to-hand combat. With one attack for each, the clones disperse but the real Kuroka is nowhere to be found. Yoruichi looked up and saw five huge wheels made of black flames coming at him. Kuroka smiled at Yoruichi from above as she watched the black wheel of fire hit her.
Kuroka landed on a protruding rock as she watched Yoruichi burn. Yoruichi, however, did not try anything else to shake the black flames other than for the first defense, "Heh... Types of spiritual attacks. Pretty good, even though you got the wrong opponent to use this."
Confident with her magic, Kuroka turned her attention back to the hot spring where Koneko lived, intending to escape and realize that the only man is awake and recording the entire scene with a big smile and a camcorder that appears out of nowhere.
Kuroka's steps faltered and wanted to cover herself up. He really did not mind being seen but the way he looked at her was different from any other man he had ever met. Each of them would have at least some trace of lust no matter who it was, but this man with this wide grin made his back shiver. Instead of looking at her as a woman, she looked at him like an object that needed to be examined, 'How can someone give me such a look!?' Without being a narcissist, he is very confident in his appearance and figure which allows him to seduce his opponents and give him a loophole.
Koneko and Aika noticed Kuroka's reaction and looked to the side. They saw Kisuke recording the scene with a wide grin and they started attacking him. Koneko sends a kick as Aika activates her Sacred Gear and throws it at her, "Kisuke-senpai... What are you gonna do with that tape?" "Kisuke-san's... Will you use it for your own happy time?"
Kisuke dodged using Flash Step and reappeared on the rock near the hot spring with a towel wrapped around his waist, "Koneko-chan, Who wouldn't want to record a black fight? And Aika-chan, Yoruichi can always do it. accompany me at my own time so I don't need it."
"What!?" Both of them were stunned to hear his words. Even though they knew that they were lovers, the two did not expect that he would admit openly that they had crossed the line. They think that they can naively believe that nothing will happen to them because they are always around the two of them, but think about it again, such beliefs are completely naive and untrustworthy. They always hope not to cross the line as they can still catch up to Yoruichi who appears before them. But the situation was now different and a small flame of passion began to flare within them.
'uh? What now? Did I step on a landmine somehow? They should have known that Yoruichi and I were lovers and this kind of thing was perfectly normal.' Kisuke was stunned to see their reaction. As smart as he was, he could not process everything inside the woman's head. It was already a great achievement that he had an understanding of it.
Kisuke ignored them for now and turned his attention back to Kuroka who started moving again, 'Did he notice the gaze I gave him? Pretty sharp uh...' "Kuroka-san, if I were you, I wouldn't distract me from Yoruichi."
With those words, Kuroka stopped again, "Eh?"
From behind him, he heard a voice that should not have approached him, "My turn~."