The air around the three of them seemed to freeze.
The words "Zenin Clan" were like three bullets entering Maki's ears and striking her straight in the heart.
"What do those bastards... want this time?" Maki's expression darkened, and her fists at her sides clenched involuntarily, her nails digging into her flesh. She never had a pleasant face for the Zenin Clan.
"...I don't know. They only asked me to pass that message along. You know how those people always act so high and mighty. They wouldn't spare a single extra word." Mai shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.
"Then why did they go to you?" Maki looked up at her.
"You have the nerve to ask? When my dear big sister left back then, she didn't leave any contact information. She just took off on her own. If it weren't for the Sister Goodwill Event, even I wouldn't have been able to find you." Mai curled her lips.
"But if you think about it, it isn't hard to guess. Your performance at the Goodwill Event probably alarmed those old geezers." Mai then slowly offered her deduction.
"You were a bottom-feeder with no standing in the Zenin Clan, not even basic human rights. The reason they're so determined to interfere with your sorcerer grade promotions and keep you at Grade 4 is to proclaim their twisted doctrine of cursed energy supremacy to everyone in Jujutsu Society."
"But-at this Goodwill Event, you defeated Todo. A good-for-nothing who'd been discriminated against in the clan for so many years left the family, spent just one year at Jujutsu High, and defeated a powerful Semi-Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer. And it was an overwhelming victory."
"That wasn't just a vicious slap across the Zenin Clan's wrinkled face. You practically tore their rotten