Seiji was sipping on tea when Natsuya returned to the main hall.
"Did you find out our enemy’s name and identity?"
Although Seiji seemed calm on the surface, a pent-up rage was simmering beneath.
Natsuya sat down on a chair. "Yes, I did… it was who I expected."
"Who you expected?" Seiji raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"I recognized the final spell which attacked you in Shika’s soul and thought of a certain person," Natsuya explained while pouring tea for herself. "There’s only one person I’m acquainted with who knows how to use that spell—Okubo Yoshiaki."
She took a long sip of tea after she finished pouring it.
"He’s a Yin Yang Master of the Yoshiaki family from my generation. He’s one year older than me, to be exact.
