Oni no Ou to Chigire - Chapter 6 Pg 116 & 117

If you dont know anything about it, that means your demon servant acted on his own. By the powers vested in me by my position as head of household, I command you. Tokimoris demon, show us your true form.

!

Masanori ordered firmly as Tokimori looked down at Yato. Still clinging to Tokimoris arm, Yato faced the opposite direction. He was posed to ignore the head of households command.

Yato, whats this about? Whats going on?

Hey, Tokimori

When Yato tried to say something with a troubled face, Masanori yelled.

Akatsuki, do it!

Something large and red suddenly came out of nowhere from behind Masanori. It became a gust of wind coming to strike Tokimori. There was no time for him to even scream. The demon Masanori summoned swung one of his arms up, those five sharp claws intent on ripping Tokimori apart. He tried to escape, but his feet become tangled as he felt to the floor. The demon was right in front of him. His body froze in fear, he closed his eyes and curled up. He heard the sound of something going poof, then something striking violently above his head.

?

The pain he was preparing for never came. When he cautiously opened his eyes halfway and looked up, a large demon with black hair was standing in front of him, twisting the arms he had grasped of the demon that tried to attack him. Both of the demons were around two meters large, wearing only a cloth around their waists, the rest bare. The shapes of their bodies, and the color of their skin looked human. Even so, the two horns sticking out from their heads, the long fangs they had bared, and the sharp claws that looked as if they could easily bore through iron, were things no human would have. The demon called Akatsuki was most likely Masanoris demon servant. The red he saw was his long hair that went past his hips. His handsome face that looked like a humans in their thirties made him a rather beautiful demon. Since the black haired demon had his back to him, he couldnt see his face, but the tiger-striped loincloth he wore was way too familiar.

Yato?

As if to drown out Tokimoris faint voice, an assertive voice similar, but much deeper that Yatos voice, spoke sharply.

What do you think youre doing to Tokimori!? I dont care if youre the head of household or whatever, dont get cocky!

A dull sound echoed as the black haired demon kicked his knee hard into Akatsukis stomach.