Hanakaiin Haru sat in his room, waiting patiently.
But the one who arrived wasn't Hanakaiin Tōru — instead, it was a group of people from the Master House.
The one leading them, Hanakaiin Haru recognized.
It was the Steward responsible for overseeing the Split House in this trial.
Of course, only nominally.
In reality?
The role leaned much more toward surveillance, similar in nature to the person who had died inside the lighthouse on the beach.
Faced with the ominous demeanor of the visitor, Hanakaiin Haru remained calm, standing up steadily and composed.
"Hello, Steward."
Hanakaiin Haru gave a slight bow.
Before he could fully rise, a chain was already looped over his body.
"Haru, you've committed a crime!"
The middle-aged Steward spoke in a deep voice.
"May I ask what crime that would be?"
The young Onmyoji didn't resist, staying perfectly composed.
