Yarimato was very impressed by how easily his father had dealt with the enemy, and so he wanted to be like his father, to protect his loved ones in the same way.
Ito was also very proud that his son had fought back against the enemy at such a young age, thanks to which Ito had managed to defeat the enemy.
Ito: Yarimato, listen to me.
Yarimato: What is it, father?
Ito: You proved yourself to be a true samurai.
Despite your shortcomings, you tried your best, and it is only thanks to you that you and your mother were able to survive.
I am proud of you, son.
That is why I believe that you will become a good person.
Yarimato was happy that he had done everything in his power and that his father had praised him for it.
Since it was already late, Yarimato went to bed, and Ito stayed with his wife, but after a couple of minutes, Ito sensed someone approaching.
Kusagiri: Is something wrong?
Ito tensed up, grabbed his katana, and spoke.
Ito: Don’t worry, dear, take our son and go deep into the forest!
Kusagiri was frightened by these words, but she gathered herself and followed Yarimato.
Ito left the house, where he was confronted by Kotoro Usoku and his twelve best warriors, who were dressed in samurai armor.
Kotoro: I am Kotoro Usoku, and I have come to avenge my children, whom you killed, Ito Kato!
Kotoro was fifty-six years old, short in stature, his face covered in wrinkles, and his unkempt gray hair on his face and head blowing in the wind.
His eyes were filled with disappointment, and he was completely consumed by anger.
Ito, standing before them, remained calm.
Ito understood that Kotor wanted revenge, but Ito did not want to fight, so he tried to stop Kotor.
Ito: What are you doing, Kotoro-san?
Go home.
Everyone experiences grief, but you don’t need to go to your enemy’s house with a weapon.
Kotoro: Don’t call me that!
You killed my only children!
And so, you took my name, which will die with me!
Therefore, I will kill you and your family so that your name will perish with mine!
Ito: What about your son, whom you got rid of?
Isn’t he the one who will carry on your name?
Suddenly said Ito.
Once, Kotoro had a son by an unknown woman, but at that time Kotoro was already engaged to another woman, so in order to avoid problems, he killed the woman and left the child on the street, and after that, no one saw the child again.
Everyone pretended not to know about it, but they all understood that Kotoro’s first son was most likely still alive.
Kotoro: Don’t you dare mention that creature!
I have no more children, so I will take revenge on you!
Kotoro Usoku drew his sword from its sheath and attacked Ito, but Ito did not give up, so he drew his sword and their blades clashed as they faced each other.
Kusagiri woke Yarimato, lifted him up, sat him in front of her, and spoke.
Kusagiri: Listen to me, my boy!
We are in danger now, so I ask you to run as far and as fast as you can into the forest.
Don’t look back, and most importantly, believe that we will meet again.
Do you understand me, Yarimato?
Yarimato was shocked and didn’t understand what was happening, but when he saw the tears on his mother’s face, Yarimato realized that he needed to save himself.
Yarimato: But what about you, mom?
Kusagiri: Don’t worry about me, I’ll stay with your father, but you run, Yarimato.
You are a very smart and strong boy, so I ask you to live a long and happy life with someone who loves you.
With tears in his eyes, Yarimato understood that something bad was about to happen, but he decided to listen to his mother and ran out into the yard and into the forest as far as he could.
Meanwhile, Ito was fighting Kotoro in their sword duel.
Kotoro was old, but he was a dangerous and deadly warrior whom even the most skilled warriors could not defeat.
Ito skillfully parried all of his opponent’s attacks and simply waited for the right moment.
Kotoro: Why aren’t you attacking?!
Fight me, you bastard!
Ito: I’m not going to kill you, but I will protect my family no matter what!
This enraged Kotoro, and in his anger, he made a mistake and opened himself up.
Ito noticed this and seized the moment.
Ito delivered a precise blow and cut off Kotoro Usoku’s right hand, in which he was holding his sword.
Kotoro fell to the ground and, clutching his hand, began to scream in pain, covering everything around him in blood.
Kotoro: KILL HIM!
KILL EVERYONE IN THIS DAMN HOUSE!!!
The samurai in armor drew their swords from their sheaths and headed towards Ito.
Yarimato heard the screams and stopped, fearing for his father, but remembering how skillfully he had killed those brothers, Yarimato was sure that his father would defeat all enemies.
But suddenly Yarimato feared for his mother and, standing still, could not abandon her, so Yarimato ran back into the house.
Meanwhile, Ito fought alone against twelve samurai who fought deadly, not making a single mistake.
The battle moved into the house, where the fierce fighting caused flames to engulf the building.
Ito fought the samurai so that they could not react to his movements, and so their numbers dwindled, while the blood flowed more and more.
When Yarimato ran up, he saw the house engulfed in flames, and inside the house, his father was fighting mercilessly with the samurai in armor.
Yarimato was shocked and, bursting into tears, was about to run into the house to help his father, who was covered in his own blood.
But suddenly, a samurai attacked Ito from behind and tried to stab him, but Kusagiri stabbed the samurai in the neck with her sword.
Suddenly, another samurai struck Kusagiri, and she fell to the floor with a huge wound all over her body.
Seeing this, Ito could barely stand on his feet, his whole body was wounded, blood was flowing incessantly, and the air burned his lungs, but even so, Ito did not give up.
Even after losing an eye and a couple of fingers, he fought to the end.
The samurai couldn’t believe that Ito was still fighting and cutting down his enemies one by one, so they threw down their swords and ran away in terror.
When Yarimato saw his mother fall to the floor from the samurai’s blow, his heart seemed to stop.
Yarimato couldn’t believe it when suddenly the house began to collapse and debris began to block Yarimato’s view.
Meanwhile, people saw that a fire had started somewhere in the forest, but the samurai knew that Ito’s house was there, so they immediately went there to help.
A few minutes later, Ito killed all twelve samurai and, returning to Kusagiri, lifted her in his arms and made his way through the flames that pierced him to the bone, toward the exit.
Leaving the house, Ito took a few more slow steps and fell to his knees, holding his wife in his arms.
Ito: Why didn’t you run away?
What about our son?
Ito asked with his last ounce of strength, but Kusagiri replied.
Kusagiri: Yarimato is your son, so he will surely overcome any difficulty.
Ito and Kusagiri embraced each other and shed tears as their hearts stopped.
Yarimato saw his father and mother go out into the street and, wiping away his tears, he went to them to hug them, but when he got closer, he saw only his father’s mutilated body covered with deep wounds.
Yarimato could not hold back his tears and, coming closer, he fell to his knees right in front of his dead parents.
Yarimato was devastated and didn’t know what to do next, when suddenly he remembered his parent’s words.
They believed that Yarimato was a strong and intelligent boy, and that’s why they believed in him and continued to believe in him.
Yarimato, despite the immense pain in his heart, got to his feet and ran back into the forest to become the strongest warrior and kill all the bad people so that they could not hurt others.
After some time, as soon as the sun began to rise, the samurai reached Ito’s house, where they saw a completely burned-down house and Ito, who was sitting on his knees, covered in burns and with huge wounds, holding his wife in his arms.