"But I thought that since you were born into the Tendo Family, with its blood in your veins, you would at least have some backbone as a man of the Tendo Family!"
"Even if you died, you should at least die with some dignity!"
"It seems I overestimated you after all."
With that said.
Kikunojo Tendo slowly raised his heavy eyelids.
He looked straight at Kisara Tendo.
"That's right."
Kikunojo Tendo admitted it openly.
"I was indeed the one who gave the order for the operation that night."
"Just as Wakō said."
"I planned it all."
Boom-!
He had admitted it himself!
As though the last of her strength had been drained away, Seitenshi slumped in her chair, her eyes vacant.
He admitted it...
He really admitted it...
"Why..."
Kisara Tendo's sword hand trembled violently.
Although she had expected it, although she had long hated him to the bone.
When she actually heard her own grandfather admit that he had killed her parents.
The shock still made her feel as though her chest were being torn apart.
"He was your son!!"
Kisara Tendo roared, her voice filled with blood-weeping hatred.
"Your own flesh and blood!!"
"So what?"
Faced with his granddaughter's questioning, Kikunojo Tendo coldly asked in return.
"Kisara."
"You're still too young."
"In this position, at the heart of this country."
"Nothing matters more than the name of the Tendo Family."
"Your father..."
At the mention of his dead son, a complicated look flashed through Kikunojo Tendo's eyes, but it vanished in an instant, replaced once more by coldness.
"He was too naive! And far too foolish!"
"He actually dreamed of finding so-called justice in this filthy world."
"He tried to expose the flow of funds within the family, trying to destroy in one stroke the foundation that generations