When Kisaragi Akira realized what Yamamoto had said, his eyes immediately lit up.
Now that's what I call a customer walking through the door—and a reputation that's spread far and wide!
He leaned back slightly, lifted the tea that had been offered at the shrine, and took a small sip. Then, after putting on a proper show, he cleared his throat with practiced tact.
"Honest prices, no tricks. No results, no charge!"
"What would you like me to divine?"
"Love, fortune, health, prospects, family..."
Kisaragi Akira rattled off more than a dozen options in one breath, as if he intended to keep divining until the end of time.
"There is indeed something I would like to have divined."
Yamamoto's eyes narrowed slightly. His imposing presence faded, and he seemed no different from an ordinary old man.
"The future of Soul Society and the Gotei 13."
"Can you do that?"
Kisaragi Akira nodded and replied frankly, "Of course."
As soon as he finished speaking, Kisaragi Akira took a tortoiseshell and some copper coins for divination out of his empty sleeve and pocket, much to Yamamoto's surprise and confusion.
As Chief Priest, he couldn't just make a living by swindling people.
He did have some proper skills, after all.
Since Yamamoto had provided him with a new entry, he didn't mind doing a reading for him.
As for Tortoise Shell Divination, it had been practiced ever since the Nikkotsu Shrine was founded.
Shizune had taught him personally, and he had once spread the practice throughout the Nikkotsu District and nearby parts of Rukongai, making quite a name for himself.
Now he had brought it right into Seireitei.
A low-level Shakkaho flared in his palm, adding a little warmth to the tea house, which had just begun to cool.
Seeing this, Yamamoto's half-closed