Shuichi's Journey Through the World of Yokai

With a monk for a father, a shrine maiden for a mother, and a Taoist priest for an uncle, does that mean I have to grow up to be someone extraordinary? At the very least, I should be someone who can tear through the void, thought the young Dao Xiu Yi. Instead, his father, who had returned to secular life, showed no mercy as he flicked his son on the forehead. "You? The best you can do is set up a little stall outside a temple and tell people's fortunes." When Dao Xiu Yi ran to his mother in tears to complain, his Yamato Nadeshiko-like mother stroked the swollen spot on little Xiu Yi's forehead. "Dear, this is our child!" Xiu Yi, who had thought she would stand up for him, clung to his shrine maiden mother's leg. "Little Xiu Yi doesn't even have spiritual power. How could he tell fortunes?" "I'm running away from home. Don't try to stop me." Little Xiu Yi clung tightly to his uncle's robe, then marched toward the door without looking back. "Run away if you want, but stop pulling on my robe. Robes cost a fortune these days." His Taoist priest uncle pried little Xiu Yi's paws off, then patted his white robe in dismay. And so, young Dao Xiu Yi chose to study hard. "When I grow up, I'll find a master who's better than all of you. Then I'll beat you all so badly you'll never forget it." Dao Xiu Yi had grand ambitions. So... "I'm not human. I can't teach you!" A certain demon blade tried desperately to distance itself from him. "Master, please accept me as your disciple." He bowed until his forehead touched the ground. "Stop embarrassing me, you idiot!" Another demon blade started dragging him away. Author's note: With updates this sparse, I really have no face to ask for a leave of absence. I'm facing the fear of failing an exam for the first time, during my first semester of freshman year. A moment of silence for Conan. I'll take a break, post a chapter on the sixteenth, and then see you after New Year's. Of course, I might also rise from the dead during the New Year.