Part 2
His control was still insufficient. In the end, he couldn't say he had succeeded in controlling it at this stage.
But he was slowly understanding 'ways to use it'. It wasn't that easy, but he was slowly getting the feel for it.
"Haaaaaaah!"
Ignoring the roar that came from his throat, Touji focused his excited mind on the battle in front of him.
His third seal was currently released. Touji was transformed into his armored form, a flaming body of demonic aura, as he took part in a fierce battle.
The location was the same training place as always. It was the sealed-off first-class magic practice field next to the old abandoned Onmyou Academy building. Touji's opponent was one of the Twelve Divine Generals, Independent Exorcist Kagami Reiji. Kagami calmly dodged the shockwave-producing onslaught of the demonized Touji.
His expression looked calm, but actually he could lose his life at any time. Touji finally took a moment to catch his breath from the full-force assault urged on by his demonic power. Just like how Touji might become a demon with one wrong step, his training opponent Kagami could lose his life with one wrong step. But Kagami was calm and put on his best performance.
There was no room to be distracted, nor did he have the leisure to go easy. Touji had gradually become able to calmly analyze the battle after learning this. Kagami was fighting with Touji knowing that he was in severe danger of losing his life. Having such an attitude was a great benefit in the battle, but it wasn't something that was easily imitated.
It was control over the battle itself and not just strength.
...This was it.
Touji had finally reached 'that stage' after braving the danger of demonic transformation, using his demonic power to its limits, and establishing a foundation of real combat experience. Though some conditions had been added that were dangerous enough to scare him and severely restrict his freedom, Touji had found the strength to overcome them.
The next step was to figure out how to use the strength he had developed to this level and how to control it.
The focus was on strategy and ways of combat. It was meaningless to rev his engine up to the max if he couldn't even attack at that speed.
To be honest, it already took all his power just to maintain that speed.
But speed was just a means to an end. In other words, it wasn't something 'necessary'.
Here was the true problem.
"Uooooh!"
He roared like a tiger and moved like a cheetah. Touji used the reins that bound tightly around the oni as he desperately thought of strategy. A world where one misstep would destroy him revealed itself at a speed that his eyes almost couldn't keep up with. It was the will of 'Touji' that was reflected in the battle, not the will of the 'oni'. Bit by bit, step by step.
Soon afterwards, Kagami's movements also started changing. He stopped solely dodging and began attacking Touji. A completely head-on attack. Taking the attack, Touji almost lost his control over the oni, but gritted his teeth and pulled back on the reins to regain dominance. It felt as if he were riding a stallion or a high-output motorcycle. He strode forward violently, rocking at the helm, and fought explosively.
There were probably only a handful of Onmyouji who could fight head-on with the current Touji. Getting used to this feeling of power, Touji greedily absorbed this rare battle experience.
However,
"......Tch."
Kagami suddenly clicked his tongue and changed his stance. With his demonic power at full force, Touji was unable to stop his momentum, but Kagami swiftly dodged back with flawless movements.
Then,
"Touji. Seal yourself again. If this goes on the barrier won't be able to stand it."
"...!"
He hastily 'looked' over after hearing this. Just like Kagami said, the permanent barrier set up in the training area - one of the best barriers in the nation when it had been put up - was creaking and on the verge of crumbling.
"Reboot!"
The seal cast on Touji's body rapidly bound the oni alongside his shout.
The armor and materialized flame on Touji's body vanished together. Then, he was assaulted by a feeling as if his vitality were stolen away, his physical strength surging away in a wave.
He inadvertently staggered. "...Ugh!" He gritted his teeth and stabilized his body as it was about to collapse, putting his hands on his knees to keep his balance.
Touji regulated his frantic breathing, managing to win against the temptation to sit down on the ground. All that supported his body right now was his own stubbornness.
Even if he reapplied the third seal after releasing it, he would lose his fighting power for some time. But he couldn't be overcome by such a huge flaw every time. At the least, he had to be able to escape on his own after re-sealing himself.
Just then,
"Touji-sama."
A kimono-wearing young woman hurried over from a corner of the arena. She was Suisen, the shikigami who had been taking care of Touji's group.
Suisen came to Touji's side, taking out healing charms and sticking them on Touji's body. The healing charms let him properly catch his breath, but his body still couldn't move. He had always been confident in his physical strength, but conquering this feeling of fatigue required quite the courage.
From the side, Suisen watched her hardworking master with a pleased look. Her master had specifically ordered her not to do anything until it was necessary.
Though Suisen was Touji's shikigami, the contract between the two of them was just one where he provided her with magical energy. She actually served the other person who was in hiding with Touji.
"Hmm, it's your first draw, isn't it, Touji?"
That other person smiled happily as he spoke, waving the fan in his hand.
He was an old man who had been sitting in a wheelchair on the side of the arena watching the battle with Suisen. He was dressed up prim and proper - a three-piece suit, a slanted hat on his head, and a scarf. His eyes held an ageless vitality, making him seem like he wasn't actually old.
He was the former Chief of the Mystical Investigators, Amami Daizen. Now his magical energy was being sealed, and he could only move with a wheelchair. He was Touji's current boss.
Touji looked at Amami, trying to regulate his erratic breathing.
Speaking of which, this was the first time he had been able to 'control' it until training ended. Touji had always reached his limits and been forced to stop the training in the past.
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