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There were people who loathed one other.

Their corpses withered in the fields, their souls soaked in blood...

And their bonds were broken by blades...

Collapsed in the darkness, their sincerity wails...

"My beloved, please die..."

" My beloved, please die..."

Clouds shroud a night with a waning moon quivering in the haze

A cruel trap involving a pair of crucified fledglings

Oh, since smoldering feelings lie firmly in their hearts...

...destruction!

Gently as the water, severely as a flower

pierce with a trembling blade

Even when l shut the fated tears deep within my eyes

my eyelids still remember you

" Hell of Human Skin"

Oboro-sama.

What is it, Koshiro?

Tenzen-sama wants to see you.

I see.

Gennosuke-sama. I'll be back shortly.

Impressive woodcarvings.

Such charming owls...

I was curious about who had carved them, and asked Oboro-dono.

You should teach the Kouga children how to do it someday, too.

Koshiro, was it?

I hear you and Oboro-dono grew up almost as siblings...

I, too, have close siblings by my side.

I am busy now.

Kouga girl...

Answer my questions carefully.

Realize that whether you leave alive or not depends on how you reply.

The Kouga Ten.

First is Muroga Hyoma.

I hear that he is a blind shinobi...

What manner of ninpou does he wield?

The woman called Kagero... What are her techniques?

And the man named Kisaragi Saemon-

You are not allowed to relieve yourself.

If you want to go, you will reveal all the techniques the Kouga employ.

Do you think I will?

I already told you. If you do not reveal them-

Tell me, old man.

What?

I've been curious... what's crammed inside that head of yours?

Tell me and I'll think it over.

You know full well.

Packed inside here...

...is all the loathing I have for the Kouga.

I remember it as if it were yesterday...

You Kouga scum used Oda's surprise attack to strike us Iga dead...

That's a lie!

That feeble Danjo covered it up...

I've heard the story!

But even if you were feuding, the Kouga would never stoop so low!

It must be a misunderstanding!

Such is the way of one's kin.

Though had our roles been reversed,

we probably would have done the same as the Kouga did.

Then how can you call us villains?!

Now... It's your turn to answer.

I guess there is no need to ask about the techniques of this " Okoi" ...

First, I will slice your ears off...

Followed by your right arm...

Your left arm...

And then I'll lop off your breasts...

I doubt you wish to undergo such horror...

So, then...

Speak obediently...

M-my hand won't come off!

W-wench!

You really should've asked...

D-damn you!

Take this to your grave!

The Iga are up to something...

I must make certain of Gennosuke-sama's well-being,

and then return to Kouga alive...

Gennosuke-sama had mentioned it, but it truly is an impressive layout.

Yes...

The pain of being invaded by Oda long ago

appears to have been put to full use.

There are lookouts hidden all about.

They must really fear a Kouga retaliation.

I will go straight through the front. Let's meet up in inside.

Understood.

Saemon!

Gennosuke-sama's well-being is most important here.

Don't tell me what I already know.

I'm counting on you, Okoi.

Right, Brother!

Go already!

What a hopeless girl...

I'll be back, Brother!

Yashamaru-dono?

Rosai. Are you in here?

Tell me, girl. Has Rosai been here?

The old man with the white beard...

Kill me!

It'd seem you confessed to everything...

A Kouga woman cannot live after being violated by an Iga!

What?!

That Rosai!

I took him for a decrepit old bag who'd long lost his interest in that...

But I guess...

...the old man has plenty of virility and versatility left yet.

Yashamaru-dono?

I-isn't it obvious?!

This girl...

She was among the group that invaded Manjidani this morning!

Has she seen through me?!

Oh no!

Thank goodness!

I...

I was so worried!

So that's how they were...

I'm so relieved that you're well!

Of course I'm well. Who do you think I am?

Fool!

ls she testing me?! lf so, then l'll have to-

T-thanks...

Just my imagination...

W-what a shock...

Not only does your snake not recognize me, but you as well...

I- I apologize! It's just that-

Your hair was so different than it was when you left for Sunpu, so...

O-oh.

l'm certain l didn't mess up, but...

It must be the work of Kouga Danjo or Kazamachi Shogen.

Yeah, something like that.

I have great news!

That Danjo bastard is most likely dead now!

What?!

And as for Shogen...

...I delivered the finishing blow with these hands!

Over, and over!

I see...

Well done... Hotarubi.

Jimushi Jyubei's astromancy...

lt was right, after all!

Well, Okoi?

I'm much better than the old man, wouldn't you say?

How are you feeling?!

D-damn you! You're a human leech!

Ah, your blood is much more seething than that old man's!

I'll squeeze every last drop out of you!

I apologize for the wait.

Tenzen... What did you want to see me for?

Tenzen?

I have given much thought to this matter...

...and have decided to tell you forthright.

Oboro-sama. Prepare yourself for what I have to say.

The anti-war pact negotiated by the Hattori family

between the Iga and Kouga...

In Sunpu, by order of retired shogun Ieyasu-sama...

...it was nullified.

The mist of sorrow softly touches these lips blotted with red droplets

The mirror in the sky beautifully illuminates the distance in the night

Giving more than a passing thought to the myriad of showering stars

gently, the cords of a deep bond firmly, firmly bind them

Those beautiful eyes that sparkle with a lazuline hue...

Even if they wind up closed by a harbinger from the darkness,

since no one can steal the bridge of connected dreams

they still reflect the limitless tomorrow

A beast's carnal rapture. Horrific death throes.

There lies a lake of blood, a hell of needles.

A nostalgic voice is heard from the abyss.

The final flicker of the fading lamplight

carves a death smile upon the cheeks of the pure one.

On the next Basilisk ~ Kouga Ninpouchou-

" Blood Spray of Heartlessness"

" Next Episode"

A beast's carnal rapture. Horrific death throes.

There lies a lake of blood, a hell of needles.

A nostalgic voice is heard from the abyss.

The final flicker of the fading lamplight

carves a death smile upon the cheeks of the pure one.

On the next Basilisk ~ Kouga Ninpouchou-

" Blood Spray of Heartlessness"