That night.
Tokyo, Tendo Residence.
"Hehe!"
Kanoe Yuuko swaggered through the streets, pulling the explosives.
However, because of her ghost state, no one could see her at all.
They couldn't even see the things she touched.
Above the Tendo Family residence.
Kanoe Yuuko gestured to confirm the exact location.
Then she began Demonization.
Ultimate Ghost Mode!
It was essentially the ability to control her ghost state.
Allowing herself to exist between being observed and not being observed.
"Hai hai!"
She looked at the Tendo Family members moving around in the courtyard, then greeted them.
Immediately, the Tendo Family members, drawn by the sound, stopped in their tracks and looked around in confusion.
"Up here, yoo-hoo."
The Tendo Family members immediately looked up.
Upon seeing Kanoe Yuuko floating in the air, their pupils sharply constricted.
"W-what's going on?!"
"A human, floating in the air??"
They all panicked.
This immediately caused a commotion within the Tendo Family.
"Quiet!"
An old man stepped out from inside the house.
The moment he saw Kanoe Yuuko, his pupils instantly tightened.
A Cursed Child?
Seeing the color of Kanoe Yuuko's eyes, he was startled.
An undiscovered avian gastrea virus?
Weren't avian Gastrea supposed to be impossible to create?
Had the experiment made a breakthrough?
But…
Why suddenly come to the Tendo Family?
Tendo Genzou was somewhat horrified but still maintained a shred of calm.
He boldly asked, "Miss, may I ask if there's anything you need?"
Kanoe Yuuko's eyes darted around. Not seeing her target, she asked, "Tendo Kikunojo… Hmm, I think that's the name, right?"
Looking for the family head?
Kanoe Yuuko took out the explosives from behind her back, making Tendo Genzou's eyelids twitch violently.
"Wait!"
Just as he was about to stop her, he heard Kanoe Yuuko say, "This counts as returning it to its rightful owner!"
Boom!!
The firelight seemed to swallow the night!
A violent explosion echoed throughout the night sky!
Kanoe Yuuko floated in the air and clapped her hands.
"Done, time to go home!"
This kind of task was simply effortless for her, the [Ghost Demon].
She floated in the air, circled the Tendo Residence once, confirmed that no one was still alive, and then floated directly back to the Familia's stronghold.
Holy Residence.
Saint Son's bedroom.
Saint Son stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring blankly in the direction of the Tendo Residence.
From the moment Kanoe Yuuko asked her for the Tendo Residence's address in the group chat, she already knew the outcome.
She sighed silently.
"Why would you provoke a demon?"
However.
Tendo Kikunojo had already gone to Osaka.
He just happened to escape a disaster.
What kind of expression would he have when he returned?
The next day.
Tokyo's big news!
The Tendo Family, blown up overnight!
Not a single person in the house survived!
Only Tendo Kikunojo and a few family members who accompanied him to Osaka escaped the disaster.
Tendo Civil Security Company.
Tendo Kisara held a newspaper, her expression deranged, and her body began to convulse violently.
"Haha!! Hahahaha!!!"
Her laughter grew increasingly twisted, "The esteemed Tendo Family, would they also have a day like this?"
"Tendo Kikunojo, you old dog, you never thought this day would come, did you? Haha!!"
"It's just a pity that you managed to escape."
"But next time, it'll be me coming to see you with a blade!"
Thump-thump!
Suddenly.
The door of Tendo Civil Security Company was knocked.
Tendo Kisara reined herself in slightly.
Then she said, "Come in."
Swoosh!
As soon as Tendo Kisara finished speaking, the door was pushed open from the outside.
Satomi Rentaro walked in, his face gloomy.
Seeing that it was him, Tendo Kisara gave him a cold glance and mocked, "Oh, isn't this the great politician? I wonder what wind blew you here."
Her relationship with Satomi Rentaro was not harmonious.
Only because he was Tendo Kikunojo's adopted son.
That's right, it was a case of hating the house and its occupant.
Satomi Rentaro slapped the newspaper onto Tendo Kisara's desk and said in a deep voice, "Miss Kisara, the Tendo Family explosion was definitely man-made!"
"Lord Kikunojo has already entrusted me with the investigation!"
"Miss Kisara, as a member of the Tendo Family. Come and investigate the truth of the incident with me!"
"I will definitely send that guy to prison!"
Satomi Rentaro's gaze was sincere.
He wanted to use this incident to alleviate the estrangement between Tendo Kisara and the Tendo Family.
"Don't call me so intimately, we're not that close."
Tendo Kisara's attitude was cold.
The truth of the incident?
Heh…
She was too happy to even care.
Did he really think that just because she bore the Tendo surname, she had feelings for the Tendo Family?
This guy should know why she left the Tendo Family, right?
Now he comes here saying these things, is he trying to disgust her?
However…
She really wanted to know which kind-hearted person had avenged her against the Tendo Family.
"Alright."
Tendo Kisara smiled faintly, "Great politician, you must investigate thoroughly."
"As soon as you find out the truth, be sure to tell me~"
She must.
Repay that kind-hearted person well.
However…
Explosives, huh…
Tendo Kisara fell into thought.
She had a very suitable suspect in mind.
Tokyo.
Akasaka District.
Lynn's Family members began to move.
They started the containment of the Cursed Children in the Outer District.
In the renovated warehouse.
Lynn's gaze swept over the thirteen Cursed Children.
They nervously clasped their hands, their eyes a little timid.
... 0....
They felt an inexplicable unease in the unfamiliar environment.
"Only thirteen?"
Lynn looked at Saeko Busujima.
Was the efficiency… a little too low?
Saeko Busujima lowered her head and said:
"Sorry, Master, we visited thirteen Cursed Children's hiding places today, but at each place, they only chose to send one person to the shelter."
Lynn suddenly understood.
These children must have come to scout the area.
Caution was good.
After all, some organizations, under the guise of a shelter, would trick Cursed Children into coming, then sell them, or use them for human experiments and such.
Such things often happened in this world.
Therefore, the words 'shelter' were not credible to the Cursed Children.
If it weren't for Lynn's shelter having Saint Son's background check, there probably wouldn't even be thirteen today.
How much had these children endured to come to such a conclusion?
He scanned them, finding that almost every one of them looked sallow and emaciated.
And they were all trembling slightly.
Their eyes kept darting around.
They were scared.
But they still came.
To find a true place to belong for everyone?
To choose to gamble on human conscience?
If they weren't struggling to survive, no one would be willing to take such a risk, right?
Lynn raised a gentle smile and placed his hand on the Cursed Child in the very front.
When his large hand came down, she tightly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her body shaking violently.
But…
She didn't dare to dodge.
If she dodged, she would be beaten again, right?
But sometimes, why was she still beaten even if she didn't dodge?