But, can the past really just be forgotten like that? Can those sins truly be treated as if they never occurred? Can the wails of the anguished souls beneath the underworld simply be ignored?
To this question, Kamo Aki did not know the answer. As one of the possibly only two people who knew the truth, she had been tormented these days, the clash between her duties and conscience often waking her from nightmares.
It wasn't just her; even Master Seimei felt the same way.
Miss Vice-Captain looked up at the office of the Bureau Chief, tightly closed, then sighed helplessly.
And at that moment, the gates of the Yin Yang Bureau were suddenly slammed open, and a figure stumbled in.
This was a witch dressed in lavish attire. Upon seeing this person's outfit, Kamo Aki frowned; it was a Chinese Clan Witch.
