Land of Demons, Miko Palace—reception hall.
A faint fragrance of incense filled the hall. Refined yet traditional furnishings lent the room an air of mystery, while white curtains symbolizing the priestess's authority stirred in the breeze, offering glimpses of a mysterious glow deep within the palace.
Miroku sat upright on a raised dais, her hands folded in her lap, her expression solemn and composed.
Her eyes were gentle yet profound, as though she could see into people's hearts, and she radiated a sacred, mysterious presence.
Her gaze slowly passed over Shinichi and Tsunade before settling on Shinichi with a hint of curiosity.
"Lord Shinichi, Lady Tsunade."
She inclined her head slightly, her voice calm but firm. "Please allow me to explain the situation."
Shinichi sat on a cushion opposite her, his arms crossed as he watched the priestess with an easy expression. Tsunade sat cross-legged beside him, frowning as she waited for an explanation.
Miroku gently closed her eyes, seemingly gathering her thoughts, then slowly began:
"For generations, the priestesses of the Land of Demons have devoted themselves to sealing the demon Moryo."
"We protect not only the peace of the Land of Demons, but the balance of the entire shinobi world. Moryo is one of this world's oldest calamities. Ordinary ninjutsu cannot withstand its power."
Shinichi raised an eyebrow and asked casually, "So you invited us here to help you deal with Moryo?"
Miroku shook her head gently, a note of gravity entering her voice:
"Every priestess inherits the ability to seal the demon and awakens another special ability as well. Mine allows me to see fragments of the future in my dreams!"
At those words, Shinichi and Tsunade exchanged a glance, both looking slightly surprised.
"The future?" Tsunade frowned. "You mean you can foresee things that haven't happened