-Rentaro Satomi.
That night, he had stood in front of her.
Even after losing his left arm and left leg, and even the sight in one eye, Rentaro Satomi had protected her fiercely that day until help arrived.
But.
At the implications behind Kikunojo Tendo's words.
Kisara Tendo's face paled.
After all.
She clearly remembered how highly her grandfather had valued Rentaro ten years ago.
Within the family, Rentaro's standing had even been higher than hers, his own granddaughter.
But what did that prove?
After that disaster, hadn't Rentaro still resolutely chosen to leave the Tendo Family with her?
Yet.
The next second.
"Did you never suspect anything?"
"That night, for the purge, I even found excuses to send every member of the Tendo Family away from the scene in advance!"
"Then why did Rentaro happen to be there?"
Boom-!
At those words.
That sentence was like a bolt of lightning, instantly splitting the fog.
Kisara Tendo's pupils abruptly constricted.
Her body swayed, and she nearly lost her footing.
"So... why?"
"Rentaro is a genius."
"His political instincts were a hundred times sharper than those of your utterly foolish father."
"As early as three days before your father was ready to act."
"He had already noticed the unusual movements within the family."
"Including Hinata's unusual deployment of the guards."
"Including Xuanzhuo's preparations to suppress the news."
"And even the rumors of Ximin obtaining that thing from the black market."
"Anyone who used their head a little and connected those clues could have come very close to the truth."
"But."
"Kisara."
Kikunojo Tendo paused, a flicker of admiration crossing his cloudy eyes.
"Rentaro was far smarter than your father!"
"He chose not to warn him!"
"Because he knew perfectly well that I was watching his every move!"
"Besides, with his standing