Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

He could only endure this excessive communication.

"Since you've been so well-behaved, I'll listen to you today."

Tsuchimikado Mari licked her lips and said with a faint smile.

Haruhiko let out a breath.

Unfortunately, the time and place were both wrong.

He had to temporarily suppress his passion.

"That middle-aged Onmyoji is quite skilled."

Tsuchimikado Mari took Haruhiko's hand and said as they walked, "They're probably looking for me now. Let's go in another direction."

The two walked in opposite directions down the street.

But nothing was gained.

The highest-ranking monsters encountered along the way were of the fourth rank.

Upon noticing Tsuchimikado Mari, she ran far away.

The sun in the sky gradually dimmed.

An afternoon passed, and dusk arrived.

Tsuchimikado Mari and Haruhiko returned to the palace.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro and the others were already waiting.

After discussing it, both sides concluded that apart from hunting and drinking, they had no valuable intelligence.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Distinguished guests, my host invites you."

When the door opened, there was a girl with black hair and black eyes.

"Who is your master?"

Tsuchimikado Mashiro asked.

"Lord City Lord."

The girl said with a smile.

Six thousand words.

Chapter 230 Master, help me detoxify.

An invitation from the city lord?

The group exchanged glances, all somewhat puzzled.

Although Tsuchimikado Mari asked her to find someone, it was nothing more than a fabricated lie.

It's impossible for it to have a result.

It's highly likely that it's the middle-aged Onmyoji they saw before.

Tsuchimikado Mari and Tsuchimikado Mashiro took a stroll around the city.

They only discovered this one fifth-tier psionicist.

Given his abilities and actions, Ibuki must have some understanding of him.

"get ready."

Mari Tsuchimikado reminded her.

She suspected that the middle-aged Onmyoji had come to find Ibuki because he had lost his wooden slip.

If that's the case, it means there might be a conflict.

"Let's go."

Tsuchimikado Mashiro nodded and said.

She also understood the unspoken meaning behind Tsuchimikado Mari's words.

The girl maintained a smile despite their cryptic questions.

Upon hearing Tsuchimikado Mashiro's response, he bowed slightly and turned to lead the way.

The group arrived at the main hall and found that a sumptuous dinner had been prepared.

Ibuki sat in the high position.

To her left was the middle-aged Onmyoji that Haruhiko and Tsuchimikado Mari had seen during the day.

"It's him."

Seeing that her guess had come true, Tsuchimikado Mari spoke softly.

The Tsuchimikado and Utsunomiya clans together comprised two members of the fifth rank.

Logically speaking, one should be able to rest easy and be completely safe.

However, there were also two fifth-tier opponents on the other side.

Even though it was an illusion, it still seemed dangerous.

Because dying within an illusion will have a repercussion in reality.

"Dear guests."

Ibuki pointed to the middle-aged Onmyoji and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Ashiya Dōman. You must have heard of him, right?"

Apart from Haruhiko, everyone else showed varying degrees of surprise.

Mari Tsuchimikado is alright.

She is, after all, a demon.

Even if Abe no Seimei were to be resurrected, she wouldn't be too shocked.

But humans are different.

They were well aware of Ashiya Dōman's formidable reputation.

He was the second-best Onmyōji (a high-ranking yin-yang master) after Abe no Seimei.

It's natural to feel astonished when historical figures appear before your eyes today.

"Nice to meet you."

Mari Tsuchimikado said calmly.

"You have a fiery aura about you."

Ashiya Dōman stared intently at her and said, "You took my things."

"Yes."

Mari Tsuchimikado nodded.

As a fifth-tier being, it possesses a unique aura.

And since she is Shiranui, she is even more unique.

She had intended to conceal her whereabouts, but she had no choice; it was difficult not to expose herself when facing a fellow fifth-tier psychic.

Since that's the case, she simply admitted it.

Anyway, there were no new leads.

Let's just use the most direct method.

Even though some valuable information may be lost, it is undoubtedly the fastest way.

After she admitted it, Tsuchimikado Mashiro and the others prepared for battle.

Suddenly, the situation was tense.

"Why? You can't understand it anyway."

Ibuki wasn't nervous at all, seemingly oblivious to the tense atmosphere.

can not read it?

Mari Tsuchimikado's heart skipped a beat.

She suddenly remembered the key point.

Under normal circumstances, someone who could enter this ruin should be a servant of the Yamata no Orochi.

This is Mount Ibuki.

In theory, we're all in the same group.

"We can understand it."

Mari Tsuchimikado said with a faint smile.