Kenjaku had shown plenty of sincerity, and Naomitsu nodded to him. Some of the worry in his heart eased.
Since Kenjaku had chosen to absorb Mahito, he clearly had a strong desire to cooperate.
Cursed Spirits and Jujutsu Sorcerers were different, after all. Nonhuman Cursed Spirits were beings born of malice.
To them, there was no such thing as a deal. Deceiving and toying with humans was a source of amusement instead.
Kenjaku approached Maki. Although he had not had Idle Transfiguration for long, he could already use it with practiced ease.
A touch, an alteration-all in one smooth motion.
Nothing seemed to have changed, but Kenjaku had already severed the bond that made Maki and her twin a single entity.
It was a change on the level of the soul, so Maki's physical appearance remained unchanged.
Naomitsu narrowed his eyes. As a Special Grade powerhouse, he could clearly sense that Maki's presence had changed.
Before, she had given the impression of a shut-in who would be gasping for breath after a couple of steps. Now, she radiated the confidence of a star athlete with everything under control.
"Maki? How do you feel?"
Naomitsu stood beside Maki and asked about her condition. If anything was wrong, Mahoraga would attack Kenjaku the very next second.
"My strength, speed, senses-everything seems stronger. I feel incredibly, incredibly powerful right now."
Maki raised her head and met Naomitsu's gaze. Naomitsu waved a hand, and Mahoraga stepped closer.
"Maki, test your strength against this guy."
Mahoraga was undoubtedly the best choice for testing her strength. If he killed the Heavenly Tyrant in an instant, it would mean Kenjaku had failed.
"Okay!"
Maki nodded, her cold expression carrying the oppressive aura of the Heavenly Tyrant. She stood five meters from Mahoraga, ready for battle to erupt