A seasoned veteran himself, Ogi knew there was no such thing as help for nothing.
If he wanted Reggie's help, he had to show what he could offer in return.
To secure a partnership with this "Heavenly King," Ogi decided to tell a few little lies.
Ogi nodded sheepishly. A trace of embarrassment crossed his face, as though what he was about to say was humiliating even for an old man of the Zenin Family.
"I hate to make a spectacle of myself, Lord Reggie, but I was supposed to be the Twenty-Seventh Head of the Family of the Zenin Family."
"My older brother, the Twenty-Sixth Head of the Family of the Zenin Family, was supposed to pass the position to me.
But my unfilial daughter, Maki Zenin, beguiled him with sweet talk and stole the position of Head of the Family that should have been mine!"
Ogi's voice dropped as he spoke, his face full of regret.
"I entered the Culling Game to seek your help.
If you'll help me get rid of that unfilial daughter, Lord Reggie, I'll reward you handsomely once I'm the Head of the Family of the Zenin Family again!"
Reggie folded his arms, his pupils narrowing slightly.
He had heard a little about the Zenin Family. Back when he was alive, they had been one of Jujutsu Society's Big Three Families.
Even if the younger brother of a former Head of the Family of one of the Three Great Families had lost his claim to power, he ought to have some family resources at his disposal.
Reggie had spent his days holed up in the Culling Game, building up resources and connections.
But what he needed was an ally who could stand against Kenjaku, not an old man who couldn't secure his own family's