"What a show, Yu."
Isayama Naraku watched with a cold expression as Isayama Yu relentlessly attacked Isayama Yomi's heart, exploiting her guilt.
'I was too lenient with this younger brother in the past…'
Then, he shifted his gaze to the aged Grand Elder.
Although the Grand Elder had held a high position for decades, he still couldn't hide the terror in his heart at this moment.
'Isayama Naraku faked his death to lure us out, intending to eliminate us all at once and pave the way for Isayama Yomi?'
Having witnessed countless open and covert struggles, the Grand Elder's mind raced with numerous possibilities.
Isayama Naraku, seated in a wheelchair, scanned the room.
Among the dozen or so people present, some showed joy, some surprise, and some fear.
'Those showing joy are mostly the confidantes he promoted, those showing surprise are likely neutral parties, merely observing the current events, and those showing fear are mostly from the Grand Elder's faction…'
In an instant, Isayama Naraku had simply categorized the dozen or so people in the room into factions.
Although this incident nearly cost him his life, it also gave him the opportunity to thoroughly purge the Isayama Family and clear the path for Isayama Yomi.
Isayama Naraku gently stroked Isayama Yomi's hand, comforting his sobbing daughter with a touch of heartache.
Then, he looked up at Tsuchimiya Utata, who was behind him.
Tsuchimiya Utata, who was pushing the wheelchair, immediately understood his friend's meaning.
He pushed the wheelchair to the main seat at the front of the hall.
There sat the fearful Isayama Yu and the trembling, disbelieving Isayama Mei.
"Brother, Brother, it's truly wonderful that you're alright."
Isayama Yu looked a bit flustered. Being somewhat weak-willed and tending to bully the weak and fear the strong, he was very afraid of this brother who dared to fight desperately.
"Is that so? I thought you'd be very happy."
Isayama Naraku's voice revealed no emotion.
"How could that be? You are my brother! Of course I'm happy that you're alive!"
Isayama Yu's forehead had already started to sweat.
Isayama Naraku looked at the trembling and utterly flustered Isayama Yu, shaking his head helplessly.
'It seems it really wasn't you, Yu.'
Then, his gaze swept over Isayama Mei, who was standing beside him, dressed in black and wearing a black floral headpiece.
'But even if you weren't involved, it has to be you now.'
"Can you answer one question for me?"
"Of course, Brother. Don't say one, ten is no problem."
Hearing Isayama Naraku's slightly softened tone, Isayama Yu's heart finally settled a bit.
"Yu, do you want the position of Family Head so badly that you would even try to kill me…?"
Isayama Naraku's voice was not loud, but it was just clear enough for everyone in the room to hear.
"So, it was Isayama Yu who wanted to usurp power!"
"No wonder the Grand Elder would support such a useless person. They must have colluded long ago."
The hall immediately fell into an uproar.
If this matter was confirmed, the Isayama Family would undergo a major upheaval.
Everyone was agitated.
"What are you saying, Brother? How could I…?"
Isayama Naraku's words caused Isayama Yu's mind to go blank for a moment, then he immediately stood up, wanting to refute.
"Hmph!"
Seeing Isayama Yu trying to approach Isayama Naraku, Tsuchimiya Utata let out a cold snort.
A chilling killing intent pressed down on Isayama Yu, also interrupting his rebuttal.
Isayama Yu fell back to the ground, looking terrified at Tsuchimiya Utata, who was radiating killing intent towards him.
He cowered, just as he had fled directly when his life was threatened during a battle with a Cursed Spirit years ago.
When Tsuchimiya Utata's killing intent locked onto him, he once again wanted to escape.
The Tsuchimiya Family was different from the Isayama Family.
The inherited cursed tools of the Isayama Family could be used by anyone with decent strength, so becoming the Head of the Isayama Family required not only a certain level of strength but also political acumen.
However, the Inugami Shiraei inherited by the Tsuchimiya Family had to be implanted into the body, and the successor needed to constantly contend with the Inugami Shiraei's consciousness.
Therefore, strength and compatibility were the primary factors.
Thus, successive Tsuchimiya Family Heads were often decisive and taciturn individuals.
That's why Isayama Yu was so afraid.
Normally, it might have been fine, but now that Isayama Naraku had accused him of assassinating the Family Head, no one would say anything even if Tsuchimiya Utata decided to act.
However, what Isayama Yu didn't expect was that Isayama Mei, trembling behind him, actually made a move.
When Isayama Naraku appeared, Isayama Mei seemed utterly incredulous.
Because last night, they had personally seen Isayama Naraku's corpse.
Moreover, she couldn't imagine who could have infiltrated the Isayama Family silently and rescued Isayama Naraku, who had already suffered fatal injuries and had only minutes to live.
To vent the hatred in her heart, Isayama Mei had deliberately not killed Isayama Naraku immediately after inflicting a fatal injury, aiming to make him die as painfully as possible.
But this had given Medea time to rescue him.
Infiltrating the Isayama Family's barrier from the outside silently was indeed very difficult.
However, the house where Eichi and Medea were temporarily staying was on the outermost edge of the Isayama Family, still within the Isayama Family's barrier.
'Why? Why is he still alive? Why?'
Isayama Mei's mind repeated this question in disbelief.
'I'm finished…'
Isayama Mei broke down. She knew what it meant for Isayama Naraku to appear alive before her.
Despair filled Isayama Mei's heart.
Sensing Isayama Mei's emotions, the sesshoseki buried within Isayama Mei's body began to constantly release negative emotions such as resentment and jealousy.
The sesshoseki was still fulfilling its duty, stirring up the resentment in Isayama Mei's heart.
Thus, under the conflict of despair from losing everything and the constant release of resentment, jealousy, and other emotions from the sesshoseki, Isayama Mei broke down.
The Cursed Energy representing the sesshoseki began to surge.
The sudden burst of powerful Cursed Energy from Isayama Mei shocked everyone in the room.
This included Isayama Yu, who was sitting on the ground in front of Isayama Mei.
"Die… Go to hell! Die for me!"
Isayama Mei lost her usual elegance, her eyes glowing red, and her right hand, filled with Cursed Energy, clawed towards Isayama Naraku.
Gurgle gurgle, swish swish.
The shadow beneath Isayama Naraku's feet boiled like water, then transformed into several tentacles that wrapped around Isayama Mei's body.
"Get lost!"
Tsuchimiya Utata, who had learned what happened last night from Isayama Naraku, had been watching Isayama Mei. The moment the sesshoseki's Cursed Energy surged from Isayama Mei, he reacted.
Tsuchimiya Utata's fist directly sent the restrained Isayama Mei flying.
"Protect the Family Head!"
Several of Isayama Naraku's confidantes in the room immediately guarded Isayama Naraku's wheelchair.
The moment Isayama Mei attacked, everyone knew that the accusation of Isayama Yu and his daughter attacking Isayama Naraku could no longer be denied.
Any excuses were useless against this strike.
"I'll kill you all! Kill every single one of you, leave no one behind!"
Mentally broken and completely controlled by the sesshoseki, Isayama Mei was now nothing but madness.
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