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"You seek help from the Goddess?"


"I am haunted by a demon, holiness."


That explained the eyes. "Demons can be exorcised, but they rarely ravage those of high rank," Honakura said. "Pray tell me of it."


The fearsome young man shuddered. "It is the color off sour milk. It has yellow hair on its belly and its limbs and its face, but none on top of its
head, as though its head were put on upside down."


Honakura shuddered, also, and made the sign of the Goddess.


The swordsman continued, "It has no foreskin."


"Do you know its name?"




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 The Reluctant Swordsman

"Oh yes," Shonsu sighed. "It babbles at me from dusk until dawn, and lately even by day. Little it says makes sense, but its name is Walliesmith."


"Walliesmith?" Honakura echoed doubtfully.


"Walliesmith," the swordsman repeated in a voice that could not be doubted.


That was not the name of any of the seven hundred and seventy-seven demons-but a demon would naturally not tell the truth unless properly
invoked. And, while the sutras catalogued demons of the most hideous and grotesque aspect, Honakura had never heard of one so perverse as to
grow hair on its face.


"The Goddess will know it, and it can be expelled," he said. "What offering will you make to Her in return?"


Sadly the young man dropped his gaze. "My lord, I have nothing left to offer, except my strength and my skill."


A swordsman, and he did not mention honor?