Apostle

Wakayama

After seeing Professor Fujiwara off, Konno Kaiming returned to the traditional Japanese house. He looked at his father, still lying unconscious on the tatami, and sighed.

In other families, people could hardly wait for the old man to kick the bucket so the younger generation could divide up the inheritance and secure their shares before anything went wrong. They wouldn't want to end up with even one yen less than the others.

But the Konno Family was different. Onmyoji grew more valuable with age, and the family relied entirely on their father, a great Onmyoji, to uphold their standing. Each additional day he lived meant another day of security for the family's social status and income.

So the younger generation sincerely hoped their elders would live to a hundred. They wished they could grow younger with each passing year, even return to their youth.

A man in a sharp suit tiptoed into the room and knelt upright beside Konno Kaiming. Lowering his voice, he said, "Second Young Master! The eldest young lady and third young master have both arrived. We just received word from Osaka that the Qing Tian Family has set out and is heading for Wakayama."

"They're finally here?"

Konno Kaiming clenched his fists. What was coming had come. He turned to the man beside him and said, "Prepare to close the dojo. No one gets in or out."

"Yes, sir!"

The suited man hesitated, then said, "However..."

"However what?"

Konno Kaiming frowned. He didn't like people stammering at a time like this.

The suited man said nervously, "There are still two tour groups scheduled for this morning. We really can't turn them away!"

Training an Onmyoji cost a great deal, especially in an Onmyoji family. Whether it was studying Yin Yang Art or raising Shikigami, even