*These words were purely for comfort.*
*Reattaching a severed arm would certainly not restore its former flexibility. For a priest who needed precise finger gestures or to draw talismans, it was no different from turning them into a cripple.*
Several people stepped forward and carried Chief Priest Fujishima away.
*This act represented a devastating blow to the reputation of the Inari Shrine in the Kanto Region.*
*The so-called greatest shrine in the world had to start from scratch to continue gaining benefits in Kanto. This time, the opponents they would face were far more terrifying than they had imagined.*
Fujiwara Reya, at the center of everyone’s attention, turned to the high platform and said calmly, "I didn’t control my strength well and accidentally injured Director Fujishima; please punish me, dear directors."
Mrs. Kasahara’s beautiful, dignified eyes glared at him fiercely, "You should be punished!"
*To everyone, her voice sounded like an elder comforting a mischievous youngster, afraid that a harsher tone would make the youngster feel aggrieved.*
"Alright then, for the next year, you will copy the rules and regulations of the Onmyo-ryo for me every day!"
With this simple statement, Mrs. Kasahara turned the page on the matter.
*Such a lenient punishment was not just favoritism; it was outright indulgence... Everyone thought this wasn’t right, but they accepted it willingly.*
"Let me explain the two charges against you to the directors." Mrs. Kasahara said, sitting back down.
The other three directors also took their seats afterward.
"It’s very simple, what’s there to charge?" Fujiwara Reya said indifferently, "The demonic energy at the construction site was naturally released by my Shikigami. Inspector Suzuki and Ito Priest weren’t present, so they misunderstood; it wasn’t their fault."
"Mm, very good." Mrs. Kasahara nodded lightly and said in a supportive manner, "Such broad-mindedness at such a young age is commendable."
*You might as well just spoil him...* Someone in the crowd swallowed sourly.
"As for the second misunderstanding," Fujiwara Reya picked up the Shadow Beauty Blade in his hand, "the reason I could take on the Shadow Beauty Blade was primarily because my kindness touched the Demon Sword Lady within. She chose to switch sides, so she spared me."
The little demon hiding inside the blade gritted her tiny teeth and cursed angrily: *Bastard, bastard, who did you touch?*
"Don’t believe me? I’ll let her come out and say hello to you." Fujiwara Reya smiled lightly, placed the blade on his lips, and whispered, "Come out, or I’ll flush the sword down the toilet tonight."
*This great tengu is so perverted!*
A red glow flashed on the blade, and a girl appeared on the floor. She seemed to be eleven or twelve years old, with a round face and adorable baby fat. Her hair was as black as freshly ground ink. Her fingers were slender and delicate, her eyes sparkled, and her small lips looked as if they were freshly made, soft to the extreme.
However, as soon as she met everyone, she started crying pitifully.
"Boohoo... I was threatened by a bad person, such a powerful monster, he forced me to kill so many people... He even threatened to flush me down the toilet... Waaah!"
The delicate little girl cried, looking like a rain-soaked pear flower, arousing compassion.
With this, everyone automatically filled in the story: she must have been coerced by the villain, numbly doing bad things. In her dim days, she suddenly met the justice-filled Fujiwara Priest, and so she decided to turn to the light and embrace justice.
*What a wonderful and romantic story.*
*It’s just like a plot from "Onmyoji."*
"This Shadow Beauty Blade was in the hands of a demon organization, which was also the mastermind behind the over two hundred spirits at the Kitahara Family construction site." Fujiwara Reya looked at everyone and said calmly, "I tracked this down, so during the day, I disrupted their funeral, and at night, infiltrated their lair alone, annihilating them all."
Kasahara Fumi’s heart skipped a beat.
*She knew nothing about this; her gaze turned cold as she looked at Fujiwara Reya.*
"..." Fujiwara Reya felt a chill under her gaze, quickly turned away to avoid her eyes, and maintained a calm voice, "Three demon generals, sixteen top ranks, forty-eight middle ranks, and two hundred and two lower ranks—all executed in one night!"
For a long time, the only sound in the hall was the audible suck of breath.
From the beginning of the conference, this young man had appeared frivolously, with many interruptions along the way, yet he stood there nonchalantly. No one noticed anything. After nearly two hours, with a casual flip of his hand during this nonchalance, his powerful strength and sense of justice transformed into a heavy mountain, pressing down on the five or six thousand people in the hall!
In front of this overwhelming achievement, only one person stubbornly lifted a defiant neck.
"Gentlemen, I have something to say!"
From the seats, Kougi Guuji slowly stood up, his hands sweaty while holding a photograph.
*Yes, it’s now...* he kept cheering himself on internally, *now is the moment when Fujiwara Reya’s reputation reaches its peak. If I just step on it, then this peak will be mine...*
Mrs. Kasahara smiled faintly, "Kougi Director, please speak."
"I have a photo here that I would like to share with my colleagues." Saying this, Kougi Guuji left his seat and presented the photo to Chairman Kasahara’s face.