"Who the hell was that? That was terrifying!"
Hearing the explosion behind her, Yukio turned and saw that the Yashida Family residence had already become ruins. Her heart trembled as well.
If the misunderstanding had not been cleared up just now, she would probably have been blown to pieces and buried beneath those ruins too.
Still, it had been a close call without any real danger. If she were really going to die today, she should have foreseen it in advance.
"This is... the ancestral home?"
Midnight and Yukio looked at the old house before them, surprise appearing on their faces. But they quickly understood:
"Only this place wouldn't be discovered so quickly."
In the city, no matter where they hid, they could not escape surveillance or the Yashida Family's sphere of influence.
Only somewhere as remote as the ancestral home could evade the search.
That house had been abandoned for more than ten years.
"They probably haven't arrived yet. Let's rest here for the night."
With a point toward the front door, Hawking used the Unlocking Charm to open the rusty old lock. The three of them entered the small house, which was covered in cobwebs and dust.
"Looks like we'll need to clean up first."
Deathstrike ran a hand over the table in the living room, looked at the dust covering her palm, and spoke helplessly.
Yukio set the samurai sword in her hand aside.
"There should be cleaning supplies in the storage room. I'll go get them."
She and Mariko had lived in this house for a while when they were children, so she still remembered some things about it.
Seeing this, Hawking reached out and stopped Yukio.
"No need to make things so troublesome. Leave it to me."
"Hawking, it would be more appropriate for us