For a moment, Hashimoto Maya felt the urge to resign.
Then he remembered the headless corpse from not long ago, as well as that head with no body, and quickly calmed down. That very night, he buried the thought deep in the ground and stomped the soil firm.
Hashimoto Maya: "..." Resign? Resign from what? He loved working under Lord Uzo!
Wasn't it just one or two annoying coworkers? Not a big problem. Besides, his age was about equal to the combined ages of those two Overachievers. The two of them teaming up against him was perfectly reasonable.
After spending a few seconds steadying himself, Hashimoto Maya snorted inwardly and quickly headed into his room.
The next day happened to be the final day of the village's Samurai Festival.
Today was supposed to be the day Tatsumi Seimaru took over as family head, but just as the "Cursed Samurai" in the threatening letter had said, he had failed to survive until the end of the Samurai Festival.
The person named in the will had died. Ordinarily, the inheritance would therefore pass to the former family head's eldest son, Tatsumi Ryunosuke.
So early that morning, the Tatsumi Family Old Residence became busy.
Amid the chaos, a dark figure slipped into the rear kitchen. He sprinkled some medicine into the drinks and revealed a sinister smile.
At the inn.
A group of people looked at the bustling village and sighed.
Just then, a Black Cat strolled through the Revolving Door. Halfway through, it stopped and turned to glance at them.
Eating Cat beside Jiang Xia suddenly sat upright and poked its owner with a paw: Look, her cat runs around too. It just pretends to be well-behaved when people are around!
Jiang Xia: "..."
Seeing him staring at the cat,