Chōjirō Sasakibe accepted the order and left, leaving only Old Man Yamamoto and Yuko in the 1st Division office.
"All right, I've delivered the evidence and conveyed everything that needed to be said, so I'll be off." Yuko stretched lazily, her crimson eyes glancing out the window. "Old Man Yama, make it quick."
"Wait, Tsugikuni Yuko." Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto called out to stop her in a deep voice.
"What is it?"
"Where is this workshop you mentioned?"
Yuko turned her head slightly. "The workshop with the barrier. Since you've already investigated it, you should know where it is, right?"
"If you don't, just look for the golden-tiled house in the woods at the very center of the Kasumioji Clan estate."
Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto nodded slightly, his determined eyes fixed on Yuko. "I agree with your idea, but this matter must not be made public."
Yuko shrugged indifferently. "Do I look like one of those nosy old women at the village entrance?"
"..."
This girl always says things that make no sense, but Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto could more or less understand what she meant.
The scene shifted back to the Kasumioji Mansion.
Dust and smoke churned wildly throughout the banquet hall, splitting the entire hall into four sections.
Tonghuzhennei suddenly opened his toothless, drafty maw. Under Chizuru's astonished gaze, he bit down on the blade of the Flying Sickle in his hand, crushing it and swallowing the iron blade whole.
The next moment, Tonghuzhennei's back exploded open. One sharp blade after another, glinting coldly, tore through his skin, making his entire body look like a porcupine forged from steel.
The sight overturned everyone's understanding, but before they could react, Tonghuzhennei launched the first attack.
"Go to hell, girl!"
He bent sharply at the waist, and the blades clustered across his