"What a show, Yuu."
Isayama Naraku watched with a cold expression as Isayama Yuu relentlessly attacked Isayama Yomi's heart, exploiting her guilt.
I was too lenient with this brother in the past...
He then turned his gaze to the aged Great Elder.
Although the Great Elder had held a high position for decades, he couldn't hide his current fear.
Could Isayama Naraku have faked his death to lure us out, intending to eliminate us all at once and pave the way for Isayama Yomi?
Having witnessed countless power struggles, a thousand possibilities flashed through the Great Elder's mind.
Isayama Naraku, sitting in his wheelchair, swept his gaze across the room.
Among the dozen or so people present, some wore expressions of joy, others surprise, and still others, fear.
Those showing joy are mostly my trusted confidantes whom I promoted. Those showing surprise are likely the neutral faction, merely observing everything that's happening. And those showing fear are mostly from the Great Elder's faction...
In an instant, Isayama Naraku had roughly categorized the dozen people in the room.
Although this incident had nearly cost him his life, it also presented him with an opportunity to thoroughly purge the Isayama Family and clear the path for Isayama Yomi.
Isayama Naraku gently caressed Isayama Yomi's hand, comforting his sobbing daughter with a hint of pain in his voice.
He then looked up at Tsuchiya Garaku, who was behind him.
Tsuchiya Garaku, pushing the wheelchair, immediately understood his friend's intention.
He pushed the wheelchair to the front of the venue, to the main seats.
There stood Isayama Yuu, his face etched with fear, and Isayama Mei, trembling and disbelieving.
"B-brother, I'm so glad you're alright."
Isayama Yuu's expression was flustered. With his somewhat cowardly nature, he instinctively feared those who were bold and ruthless, like his brother.
"Is that so? I thought you would be quite happy."
Isayama Naraku's voice betrayed no emotion.
"How could I be? You're my brother. Of course, I'm happy you're alive."
Sweat began to bead on Isayama Yuu's forehead.
Isayama Naraku looked at Isayama Yuu, who was now trembling all over and clearly losing composure, and shook his head helplessly.
It seems it really wasn't you, Yuu.
His gaze then swept over to Isayama Mei, who stood beside him, dressed in black and wearing a black floral hair accessory.
But even if you weren't involved, it has to be you now.
"Can you answer me one question?"
"Of course, brother. Not just one, ten is fine too."
Hearing Isayama Naraku's slightly softened tone, Isayama Yuu felt a little more at ease.
"Yuu, do you desire the position of Family Head so much that you would even try to kill me..."
Isayama Naraku's voice was not loud, but it was clear enough for everyone in the room to hear.
"So it was Isayama Yuu who wanted to usurp the throne!"
"No wonder the Great Elder would support such a useless person. They must have been colluding long ago."
The room immediately descended into chaos.
If this matter were confirmed, the Isayama Family would undergo a massive upheaval.
No one could remain calm.
"What are you talking about, brother? How could I..."
Isayama Naraku's words caused Isayama Yuu's mind to go blank for a moment, and he immediately stood up to retort.
"Hmph!"
Seeing Isayama Yuu try to approach Isayama Naraku, Tsuchiya Garaku let out a cold snort.
A chilling killing intent pressed down on Isayama Yuu, cutting off his attempt to refute.
Isayama Yuu fell to the ground, looking at Tsuchiya Garaku with terror as he unleashed his killing intent.
He cowered, just as he had fled when his life was threatened during a battle with a Cursed Spirit years ago.
When Tsuchiya Garaku's killing intent locked onto him, he once again felt the urge to flee.
The Tsuchimiya Family was different from the Isayama Family.
The Isayama Family's inherited Cursed Tools could be used by anyone with sufficient strength, so becoming the Isayama Family Head required not only a certain level of power but also political acumen.
However, the Tsuchimiya Family's inherited White Heron Inugami had to be implanted into the body, and the inheritor needed to constantly battle the White Heron Inugami's consciousness.
Therefore, strength and compatibility were the primary factors.
As a result, Tsuchimiya Family Heads were often decisive, ruthless individuals who were not skilled in rhetoric.
That's why Isayama Yuu was so terrified.
Normally, it wouldn't be a problem, but now that Isayama Naraku had framed him for assassinating the Family Head, no one would bat an eye if Tsuchiya Garaku made a move.
However, what Isayama Yuu hadn't expected was that Isayama Mei, trembling behind him, would actually act.
Isayama Mei had looked incredibly incredulous when Isayama Naraku appeared.
Because they had seen Isayama Naraku's corpse with their own eyes last night.
And she truly couldn't imagine who could have infiltrated the Isayama Family without a sound and rescued Isayama Naraku, who had already sustained fatal injuries and wouldn't have lived more than a few minutes.
To vent her resentment, Isayama Mei had intentionally inflicted a fatal wound on Isayama Naraku but hadn't killed him directly.
Her goal was to make Isayama Naraku die as painfully as possible.
But this had given Medea time to save him.
Infiltrating the Isayama Family's barrier from the outside was indeed difficult to do silently.
But the house where Eiji and Medea were temporarily staying was on the outermost edge of the Isayama Family grounds, still within the barrier's range.
'Why, why are you alive, why?'
Isayama Mei's mind repeated the question in disbelief.
'I'm finished...'
Isayama Mei broke down, knowing what it meant for Isayama Naraku to appear before her alive.
Despair filled Isayama Mei's heart.
Sensing Isayama Mei's emotions, the Cursed Stone embedded within her body began to continuously release negative emotions like resentment and jealousy.
The Cursed Stone was still fulfilling its duty, stirring up the resentment in Isayama Mei's heart.
And so, amidst the despair of losing everything and the conflict of emotions like resentment and jealousy constantly emanating from the Cursed Stone, Isayama Mei broke down.
The cursed energy representing the Cursed Stone began to surge.
The powerful cursed energy that Isayama Mei suddenly unleashed shocked everyone present.
This included Isayama Yuu, who had fallen to the ground in front of Isayama Mei.
"Die... Die! Go die for me!"
Isayama Mei lost her usual composure, her eyes flashing red as her Cursed Energy-filled right hand transformed into a claw and lunged towards Isayama Naraku.
Gurgle, gurgle, whoosh.
The shadow beneath Isayama Naraku's feet boiled like water and then transformed into several tentacles that wrapped around Isayama Mei's body.
"Get off!"
Tsuchiya Garaku, who had learned what happened last night from Isayama Naraku, had been keeping an eye on Isayama Mei. The moment the Cursed Stone's cursed energy surged from her, he reacted.
Tsuchiya Garaku's fist directly struck the restrained Isayama Mei, sending her flying.
"Protect the Family Head!"
Several of Isayama Naraku's confidants immediately shielded his wheelchair.
The moment Isayama Mei made her move, everyone knew that the accusation of Isayama Yuu and his daughter attacking Isayama Naraku could no longer be denied.
Any further excuses were useless in the face of this attack.
"I'll kill you all! I'll kill every last one of you!"
Mentally broken and completely controlled by the Cursed Stone, Isayama Mei was now consumed by madness.
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