Forget Megumi Fushiguro! Maki watched Naobito Zenin explode completely, her pupils contracting sharply.
"Clan Head!"
Though she had been mentally prepared, seeing Naobito truly die still filled Maki with sorrow.
Perhaps even Maki herself had not noticed that, despite calling Naobito an old bastard every day, she deeply respected him.
After all, Naobito might have been the only elder in the entire Zenin Family who had treated her like a person.
Jie Jian within Maki was equally shocked and saddened.
Looking at Naobito, who had not even left behind scraps, Jie Jian could not help shouting.
"Old Naobito! Hey—Old Naobito! Ah!!!"
Kento Nanami stopped behind Maki.
From the tone of voice, Nanami confirmed that the person speaking now was probably not Maki.
Maki was usually rather reserved. She would not do something like publicly wailing at a funeral.
Jie Jian's words were overflowing with grief. Nanami felt that even if one's own father had died, this was probably as far as it would go.
I never expected him to respect Naobito so much. Could this Jie Jian inside Maki really be her "second personality"?
Nanami temporarily looked past Maki, sweeping his gaze over the spot where Naobito had exploded before quickly scanning the entire street.
He saw no sign of Megumi Fushiguro, nor any traces of shikigami fighting.
A question arose in Nanami's mind.
Where had Fushiguro gone?
Was he alive or dead?
Just then, a cheerful voice came from Mahito ahead of them.
"Yo, long time no see, Nanami-chan. What are you looking for? Tell me, and I'll help you look."
Nanami turned his gaze toward Mahito and saw an innocent smile on the other's face as he tilted his head at him.
Mahito had briefly fought Nanami once before.
Naturally, Mahito remembered this sorcerer who had made him