"All right. Since you've decided, my lady, let's give it everything we've got. But we should also prepare for the worst."
Miroku smiled faintly. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing. Whatever the outcome, I won't regret the decision I made today."
Miroku looked at Seiichi.
"Young Clan Leader Seiichi, please come with me."
"Hold on. Don't you have any doubts about my identity? You just believe whatever I say?"
Seiichi was a little curious. Were they all this naive?
Hearing this, both Miroku and Yama Chōjirō couldn't help giving wry smiles.
"Young Clan Leader Seiichi, facing Moryo's threat hasn't been entirely bad for us. Most things have both good and bad sides."
Miroku explained.
Yama Chōjirō picked up where Miroku left off.
"The good side for us is that our sensory abilities have improved tremendously.
We can clearly sense the astonishing energy contained in both your bodies."
Yama Chōjirō's throat bobbed involuntarily as he swallowed.
"That energy is so immense that we don't need to think about what you say at all. Whatever you say goes.
Because whether we defy your wishes and die at your hands,
or die at Moryo's hands after you release him, we end up dead either way. There isn't much difference.
Besides, you're showing us goodwill right now. We have even less reason to do anything pointless."
Seiichi narrowed his eyes. There was a key point in Yama Chōjirō's words.
"You just said you can sense the power inside me?"
"My lord, please don't misunderstand. It's passive sensing. We can't control it."
Yama Chōjirō misunderstood Seiichi's meaning.
He hastily dropped to his knees and apologized.
"Stand up and answer me."
"Yes, my lord! I can sense that your body is filled with enormous energy."
Yama Chōjirō did not stand up. He answered Seiichi's question