Naoya Zenin clapped his hands. A boy with a braid, who looked strikingly like the protagonist of a hot-blooded action manga, entered from outside the room and asked respectfully, "Chief, what are your orders?"
Naoya had been the Chief of Hei for nearly seven years and had brought the Zenin Clan's most elite force firmly under his control. He himself, however, followed Ze Zenin's lead in everything.
"Starting today, we can bring our suppression and acquisition of those minor clans out into the open." A cold smile curled Naoya Zenin's lips. "But don't go too far. We don't want to cause trouble for my cousin..."
"Keep the men under control. Don't kill anyone unless necessary. What matters most is the seats they hold!"
"Understood." The braided boy cupped his fist in his other hand, then prepared to withdraw cautiously.
"Ranta, wait a moment." Naoya Zenin narrowed his eyes, suddenly remembering something. "Once I've gotten ready, we're going to Jujutsu Headquarters together."
"Jujutsu Headquarters?" The boy froze, then excitement spread across his face. "Has the Clan Head finally decided to overthrow those old fossils?"
"Shh." Naoya Zenin raised a finger to his lips, a brilliant smile on his face. "Don't broadcast it. Jujutsu Headquarters is still the center of power in name, after all..."
"Our job is to remove every hidden threat and obstacle for my cousin."
"But this time, we're only getting rid of a traitor!"
"Yes!" Ranta Zenin was brimming with excitement. Working for the most legendary Clan Head in the Zenin Clan's history was an absolute honor.
"Go get Jinichi, too. We'll head out together."
Elsewhere in the Zenin Clan's estate.
Ogi Zenin sat despondently in a dark dungeon. Ze Zenin had prepared this cage especially for him. Not a single ray of sunlight could penetrate it;