Six years later
Shino got used to the thought that he's Akuma's son. He got used to the fact that Amanoshi still calls him "Akumarou", even if Akiyatsu calls him "Shino" or "Shinohara" since years. He got used to the fact that Amanoshi and Akiyatsu call each other by short names.
But even if he was twenty five years old already, he still didn't understand, why his parents are still fighting.
He was sitting in his room, reading a book about vampires, when he heard a quarell from the lower floor. But he didn't heard what is this discussion about.
"Did you even want to tell me that our... Oh, wait, no, sorry. That he's the son of Akuma?! I'm asking you!" Saburou, as always learned something by accident and took it out on his wife.
"How do you know about it?" asked Sachiko.
"Some winged idiot had told me, before some white-winged creature burned him down" explained Saburou. "If I see demons and some creatures, who look like angels and I learn that Akuma's son lives in my house, I can be mad, right?!
"Saburou, please, calm down" said Sachiko. "Shino is a good person, you know it."
"But he isn't human!" yelled Saburou, punching the kitchen table. "It's a monster!"
"Shino isn't a monster!" screamed Sachiko. "He's more human than you! He has never beaten anyone! You did it. He has never hurt anyone. You are the monster here."
The silence that fell so suddenly that it was impossible scared Shino a little. He ran down the stairs and ran into the kitchen.
Sachiko was lying on the floor in a pool of blood and Saburou was standing above her with a knife in his hand.
"Mum?" Shinohara ran to Sachiko and put her on his lap.
"Shino..." Sachiko smiled weakly, touching her son's cheek with her bloody hand.
After a moment, her eyes closed. Her hand fell on the floor.
"You're next" said Saburou, putting a knife to Shinohara's throat.
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Akiyatsu and Amanoshi stood up in front of Hitohiyos' house. The house was burning with a black flame.
"Something made Shinohara mad" said Akiyatsu, wanting to go into the house, but Amanoshi stopped him.
"Akiyatsu, don't go there" asked Amanoshi. "He's Akuma's son, you don't know, what he can do. Especially, when he's furious."
"You think that Shinohara is bad person, Amanoshi?" asked Akiyatsu. "Who we are doesn't immediately mean that we have to be good or bad. We independently choose the path we'll follow. And please, let me go."
Amanoshi let go Akiyatsu, who went into the fire.
"See? I'm okay" Akiyatsu smiled to his friend and started to search for Shino.
Avoiding the rubble and things which weren't burned down, he finally made his way into the kitchen where Shinohara was sitting on the floor, still holding his mother in his arms. Black wings sprouted from Akumarou's back. Exactly the kind of wings demons had.