After sizing up the new visitors, the Granny of the Mountain stepped aside from the main entrance, her massive, bloated body revealing half of the doorway to invite everyone inside.
She said to Kamiyagawa, "Sir, I think we can have a talk."
"So direct? A gathering place for the living, the neutral storyteller Granny of the Mountain... Let me see what kind of scheme you're cooking up inside."
Kamiyagawa's eyes, hidden behind a leather hood, narrowed slightly, and he nodded silently before confidently stepping through the doorway, sword still sheathed in his hand.
At the same time, he made a simple hand gesture to Hannya at his side.
The latter understood and floated over to the side of the five ordinary people who were accompanying them.
"I've been here before! It's relatively safe!"
Once more, the hoarse maxim echoed in Nagatomo Masao's ear.
After hearing this, he thought briefly and then stepped over the threshold of Yamanba Residence.
