"Uh... General Raiden? Why are you here?"
"I just sensed a familiar aura, so I came to check. Now that the matter is clear, you may act as if nothing happened."
With that, the Raiden Shogun vanished into the dark space, disappearing from Shiki's sight.
Shiki was somewhat puzzled. What was going on with the Raiden Shogun? Why did she come and then just leave? And that strike from the Akasha, could it have been her imagination?
"Kazuha, did anything strange happen to you just now?" Shiki turned her head and asked.
"Not really... If I had to say, does the Raiden Shogun appearing here count? I really didn't expect your battle to attract the Raiden Shogun."
Kazuha shook his head. He only saw the Raiden Shogun tear through space with lightning to arrive here, then say a couple of words and leave again.
"Hmm..."
Shiki thought it must have been her imagination, otherwise, why would she still be standing here perfectly fine?
But speaking of which, Fujiwara probably wouldn't go to the Shogun's duel again, would she?
At this moment, Fujiwara was still unconscious. Shiki then looked around. She always felt like she had missed something.
'Forget it, this will do for now. I still need to take them to find Ayaka later.'
Some upcoming matters still needed to be discussed with Ayaka. After all, sometimes information needed to be gathered by the Kamisato Clan's Shuumatsuban ninjas.
Shiki knew the plot, but she couldn't follow it completely. The Inazuma bone-scraping cure plan wasn't that simple; she needed to know more detailed information from all sides.
For example, the movements during a battle between two armies. This kind of thing was best handled by ninjas skilled in stealth.
The battlefield was constantly changing, and Shiki couldn't possibly know their every move. Moreover, war couldn't be as childish as it was portrayed in games.
The plot could serve as a guide, the general direction wouldn't be wrong, but the details still needed to be perfected by herself.
"Thank you, Mr. Tu Men, for lending your dojo. The repair fees will be sent over the day after tomorrow. We'll be leaving now," Shiki thanked Toumon.
"It's nothing, nothing at all. Just a few wooden planks, it's no big deal," Toumon waved his hand dismissively.
"What I'm more interested in is the sword skill you used at the end. This old man has pursued the way of the sword for most of his life, and I've never seen such swordsmanship!"
"If there's an opportunity, we must have a good spar. The Meikyo Shisui-ryu dojo will always welcome your presence!"
Toumon's dream was to become the strongest swordsman in this world. Although the girl's sword skill was miraculous, it wasn't enough to make him lose his confidence.
"I'll come if there's an opportunity. We'll part ways today, goodbye!"
Shiki carried the still unconscious Fujiwara on her back, then left the Meikyo Shisui-ryu dojo with Kazuha.
"That move of yours..."
"Don't talk about that yet, hurry up and carry her!"
Shiki threw Fujiwara out without a word. Kazuha had originally wanted to ask about Tsubame Gaeshi, but now he could only catch Fujiwara.
"Tsubame Gaeshi is a sword skill used to cut swallows, don't worry about it. Now we need to go to the Komore Teahouse."
"Komore Teahouse? What for?" Kazuha was a bit puzzled.
Shiki said exasperatedly, "Isn't it because of the Vision Hunt Decree? The Thousand-Armed, Hundred-Eyed God Statue is nearing completion, and the first ones to be collected will be the ronin. If you two had an official identity, you wouldn't be collected so early."
"I am currently a consultant for the Kamisato Clan; I can arrange a leisurely occupation for you two. Don't let me come to ask for your help only to find your Visions are already gone."
Upon arriving at the Komore Teahouse, Thoma came out to greet them. Ever since the two parties reached cooperation, Thoma had become the messenger, and the base was the Komore Teahouse located in Inazuma City.
"Yo! By the way, who are they...?"
"Friends from the road, let's go inside and talk first."
"Alright!"
After entering a private room, Thoma then asked, "Now can you tell me what's going on?"
"First, let me introduce you. This is Kazuha, an Anemo Vision holder."
"Hello, you can call me Kazuha or Kaedehara," Kazuha nodded and said.
"Then I'll call you Kazuha. And this one?"
"Her name is Fujiwara. Like me, she has an Electro Vision. She's currently still unconscious due to certain matters earlier."
Shiki deliberately omitted the details of the battle. She didn't know why she omitted them; perhaps she simply didn't want to talk about it.
Fortunately, Thoma didn't press, only saying "Oh" to indicate he understood.
"These two will also join the plan to purify Inazuma, so please arrange a casual position for them in the Yashiro Commission. Their Visions cannot be lost."
"No problem, but speaking of which, do you really not need the Shuumatsuban ninjas to protect you?"
"No need!" Shiki shook her head. "The Shuumatsuban's task is to keep an eye on the Kanjou Commission and the situation on Yashiori Island. The Kanjou Commission is fine, but the situation on Yashiori Island must be reported every three days."
"Okay, I'll explain it to the Young Miss. So now..."
"You all haven't eaten yet, have you? Would you like to try the Komore Teahouse's special hotpot?" Thoma grinned, pulling out a large pot from who knows where, filled with red hotpot base.
"Sigh... I've wanted to ask this question for a long time. It's called Komore Teahouse, so why do you also sell hotpot here?"
Shiki was speechless. A teahouse is a place to drink tea, right? But you're having hotpot here. What's the difference between this and going to a bar and ordering fried rice?
"Hehe, it's actually for the hotpot game!"
"Hotpot game? What's that?" Kazuha asked, confused. He had never heard of this game.
"It's where everyone prepares different ingredients and puts them into the hotpot, then takes turns closing their eyes to guess whose ingredient they're eating. If you guess correctly, you get another turn. The person with the most points at the end wins."
"It's said that the person with the highest score will even receive the blessing of the God of Hotpot!"
"Where is this god? Praying for its blessing is not as good as praying to Guoba," Shiki said, annoyed.
"Guoba? What's that?" Kazuha was confused again. Why were the words he heard today stranger than the last?
"That's not important. What's important is that I don't want to play any hotpot game right now. Who knows what strange things this guy will put in."
As funny as the story was in the game, Shiki had no desire to play this so-called hotpot game in real life.
They really just threw all sorts of dark cuisine into the pot, especially Ayaka, who even threw a piece of cake in. Hotpot with cake, is that how a normal person eats?
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