Rozen wasn't entirely indifferent to the Divine Descension of the Souma Clan.
If their ritual failed, an unprecedented Spiritual Disaster would erupt, bringing immense catastrophe.
This was precisely why Yakou had chosen to reincarnate, arriving in this era as Tsuchimikado Harutora, to put a stop to everything.
Rozen, though not as resolute as Harutora, wouldn't mind interfering if their plans would lead to such dire consequences.
The problem was that Rozen had done similar things in the past. If he were to meddle now, wouldn't that make him a hypocrite?
Only allowing himself to pursue miracles while denying others the pursuit of the arcane—such an attitude was something Rozen might have adopted before, but not anymore.
If that were the only issue, it wouldn't be a big deal.
However, Rozen had learned to respect the natural order of the world. In Sword Art Online, he had restrained himself from using mystery to avoid disrupting that world's laws. In this world, he maintained the same respect.
If the Divine Descension was meant to happen, a historical event designed to advance the jujutsu world, then wouldn't Rozen's intervention alter the course of this world?
Could he truly justify allowing himself to chase after miracles while forbidding others from pursuing the mysteries of the world?
That was something Rozen simply couldn't bring himself to do.
Thus, he chose not to intervene and let things unfold naturally. If things truly went south, he could step in and suppress the disaster when necessary.
"With my current power, even if the Divine Descension fails and a massive Spiritual Disaster erupts, a single Beast Vassal should be enough to resolve it."
If Rozen summoned a Beast Vassal, then even a Spiritual Disaster capable of engulfing the entire nation would be something he could disperse with sheer force, realigning the spiritual veins and restoring everything to normal.
To others, such an idea was unthinkable.
But Rozen had the power to make it reality.
A true Hyakki Yakou?
That was merely a fraction of Rozen's power.
If he so desired, he could bring any myth or legend to life—otherwise, it would be a disgrace to the vast magic, jujutsu knowledge, and mana within him, a force comparable to an entire planet.
With such overwhelming ability, Rozen could afford to remain a spectator, watching as events unfolded.
However, if the result of the Divine Descension was as Harutora feared—a god manifesting in the world to oppress humanity and rule over it—then that outcome was utterly unacceptable.
Rozen sought the realization of miracles, the advancement of the world's mysteries, not a shift in global power where a deity took control—how dull and vulgar.
Thus, if the Descension of Taira no Masakado led to such a scenario, Rozen had no reason to remain an idle observer.
Perhaps sensing this, Harutora saw a glimmer of hope.
"Help me, Akikan." Harutora's face was tense as he looked at Rozen and said in a deep voice, "I can't think of anyone else with the power to stop this."
Signs of the god's descent had already appeared.
And just those signs alone had triggered such a massive Spiritual Disaster in Tokyo.
With the addition of the empowered Yashamaru and the numerous powerful Onmyo Agency exorcists, Harutora realized he couldn't resolve this crisis on his own.
Of course, a lack of strength didn't mean he would give up.
Even if Rozen refused, Harutora would still press on with his two guardians, determined to stop the Kurahashi and Souma Clans.
Not to mention…
"Touji's situation is dire. If we don't act soon, he might fall completely and become one of Masakado's ogre, turning into a Yase Doji and aiding the enemy." Harutora stared straight at Rozen. "I can't let that happen."
This wasn't Yakou's will—it was Harutora's.
"I'm begging you."
There was a hint of plea in Harutora's voice.
Kakugyouki and Hishamaru also turned to Rozen.
The surrounding Shikigami focused their gazes on him as well.
"Akikan…"
Natsume hesitated, looking like she wanted to say something.
"Alright, what's your decision?"
Suzuka crossed her arms, exuding the same detached air as Rozen, as if she, too, was just an observer.
As for Kyouko, surprisingly, she remained silent.
She simply watched the people present.
There was no helping it.
Compared to the others, Kyouko knew far less about the situation. Even her understanding of the Souma Clan was minimal. She had no idea where these people had suddenly appeared from or why they were involved in something as dangerous as the Descension.
All she could do was watch closely, trying to piece everything together.
That was why she was here—to uncover the truth.
Still, her gaze eventually fell upon Rozen.
Even without fully grasping the situation, Kyouko knew one thing: Rozen was the key.
He might act indifferent, as if he wanted no part in this, but Kyouko was certain—there was no way Rozen would remain uninvolved.
Because if this incident was truly as grave as it seemed, severe enough to threaten the entire nation and possibly the world, then there was no way Rozen wouldn't be entangled in it.
His star burned too brightly, his light too dazzling—someone like him was bound to be deeply intertwined with the fate of the world.
Maybe he thought he could stay a spectator, respecting the world's natural course. But he didn't realize that his mere existence already shaped the world's trajectory.
All Kyouko could do was observe.
That was the role of a Starlight Diviner.
Under everyone's expectant gaze, Rozen closed his eyes in thought.
The tension rose.
After a long silence…
"Now that I think about it, I still have some unfinished business with those guys." Rozen suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Sure, I was rightly branded a jujutsu criminal for holding a dangerous ritual, and they had every right to arrest me for that. But if they're secretly planning something just as dangerous, then isn't that blatant hypocrisy?"
Everyone froze for a moment.
Then, Harutora was the first to react, his eyes lighting up with understanding as a smile spread across his face.
"You're absolutely right." Harutora nodded. "If you deserved punishment, then they should be held accountable too."
At those words, Rozen's lips curled into an amused smirk.
"Then I suppose it's only fair for me to repay the favor—just as they kept coming after me, I should give them a taste of their own medicine, shouldn't I?"
Harutora immediately nodded in agreement.
"Of course!"
Harutora's voice was filled with determination.
At that moment, he and Rozen exchanged looks, their smiles carrying a hint of mischief.
That smile…
"W-Wait… Why does this feel like when Akikan and my brother used to plot pranks together…?"
Natsume was dumbfounded.
"Those idiots…"
Suzuka was equally speechless.
The Shikigami around them glanced at one another before bursting into laughter.
Thus, Rozen made his decision.
"The god of the Souma Clan… I think I'll pay him a little visit."
If they knew what was good for them, all the better.
If not—Rozen wouldn't mind sending them back himself.