"Shouldn't you put away that pathetic act by now? How much longer are you planning to embarrass yourself?"
With those furious words, Domon Kira stepped into Nichirin's room.
About ten years had passed. Domon Kira had already been in her sixties back then, but by now, she showed surprisingly few signs of aging.
However, the demonic aura radiating from Domon Kira was far stronger than before, and her presence was as sharp as killing intent, making Subaru and Rokuren unable to suppress their fear.
After all, the old woman before them was not only the head of Izanagi, but also the clan's undisputed strongest Onmyoji. Ordinary people could not possibly compare with her. Even beings like demon kings would likely pale before her, so it was only natural for others to fear her.
This was absolutely not an exaggeration.
The Izanagi Style was a pillar of the nation. As one of the country's noble families and an Onmyoji clan that served as the nation's shield, their strength was enough to make even the army bow its head. Otherwise, they could never have shouldered the fate of an entire nation.
As the strongest head of the clan, Domon Kira naturally possessed extraordinary strength.
A so-called demon king was ultimately only a special existence born among students. They might receive attention and offers from countries around the world, but they naturally could not compare with the pillar of an entire nation.
Domon Kira possessed an illustrious reputation and tremendous authority within Izanagi. Whether in status, position, or strength, she was someone Subaru and Rokuren could not resist.
Only Nichirin, despite fearing the pressure Domon Kira brought with her, glared back fiercely.
"Hmph." Looking at Nichirin like that, Domon Kira said, whether in consolation or mockery, "After spending some time studying abroad, you've