The High Priest's Last Wish, Sole Control of the Yellow Spring Realm

"Divine communion?"

"Hehehe..."

"Once you get there, why not try it yourself and find out?"

"Judging by you, there's an eighty or ninety percent chance you'll fall into that kind of pleasure!"

High Priest Yama first gave a mischievous chuckle, then teased him without restraint.

"No, you're wrong."

"How am I wrong?"

Natsume said, "Not eighty or ninety percent. I'll fall into it one hundred percent!"

High Priest Yama was speechless. "..."

"Kid, your skin is as thick as ever!"

"Enough. I know you have a sense of proportion."

"You should also know exactly what to do next."

"This old man won't mislead you."

"I only hope you won't be too harsh on those foolish descendants of mine."

"As they are now, their brains have practically evolved away..."

Natsume smiled faintly and joked lightly.

"Don't worry."

"As long as I'm alive, they won't die."

"But why does that sound like a last will and testament?"

"After the Yellow Spring Realm ascends to a higher dimension, won't you still be around? You'll even be able to look after those descendants yourself."

"Are you really worried I'll bully them?"

"..."

As Natsume spoke, he realized that High Priest Yama had remained silent.

That silence was not a good sign.

"High Priest, you..."

High Priest Yama shook his head.

"Though I would dearly love to experience once more that familiar feeling of the Underworld Great Kingdom ascending into a higher dimension..."

"This old man has no such fortune..."

"My soul was long ago twisted by the 'filth of the Yellow Spring,' eroded by divinity..."

"If I forcibly entered a higher-dimensional world, I fear I would surpass the threshold in an instant and mutate into a monster with no reason."

"Rather than making you kill me again, I might as well free myself cleanly