Chapter 41: Hatamoto Natsue

Akaso Kaze smiled slightly and ignored them.

I'm not a charlatan like you guys.

He was still a bit curious, wondering if the Onmyoji of this world had any real skills.

The three looked at each other and each used their own methods.

One Onmyoji opened the ghost-head fan in his hand, bit his left thumb, drew a line on the fan, quickly formed several hand seals with both hands, and muttered incantations, his voice going from low to high.

Following his chanting, whether it was psychological or not, everyone present felt gusts of cold wind blowing.

Faint black smoke began to swirl around the Onmyoji.

"Wow, so amazing."

"As expected of an Onmyoji."

"Look, ghost energy is coming out."

"This must be summoning a shikigami."

The servants of the Hatamoto family whispered to each other, all showing expressions of awe.

"Hehe."

Akaso Kaze couldn't help but laugh.

Under the Eye of Space, the opponent's tricks were clear to see.

Isn't that just lighting a small incense burner in his sleeve?

Akaso Kaze used his hand of intent to open the lid of the incense burner and then fanned air toward it.

The incense burner contained something unknown; once it caught the wind, it immediately turned bright red, releasing more black smoke.

The eyes of the onlookers widened immediately.

"Look, the ghost energy is getting stronger."

"Is the shikigami about to come out?"

"So terrifying."

The black smoke on the Onmyoji became thicker and thicker, choking him until tears streamed down his face, yet he held back, not daring to cough.

Leaving one hand to make gestures, he hurriedly reached into his bosom with the other.

Akaso Kaze picked up the incense burner and tilted it, and the scorching, glowing object landed right on the Onmyoji's palm.

"Ow~"

The Onmyoji let out a ghost-like scream from the burn.

"Wow, could it be ghost possession?"

The onlookers' eyes lit up even more.

Whoosh.

Suddenly, a flash of fire erupted from the Onmyoji's large sleeve.

He danced around and howled loudly.

Everyone thought he was performing a ritual and cheered joyfully.

The Onmyoji finally couldn't take it anymore, turned around, climbed over the railing, and jumped into the sea.

"Kid, playing god and acting like a ghost, look at my Soul-Suppressing Bell!"

The second Onmyoji pulled out a palm-sized bell and began to shake it with a clatter.

This bell was very strange, the sound was harsh, making people feel irritable.

Akaso Kaze furrowed his brow in displeasure.

He used his hand of intent.

Whoosh.

The bell was snatched from the Onmyoji's hand.

Under everyone's gaze, the bell flew up and began to strike the Onmyoji's bald head forcefully.

Ding-ding-dang-dang, it sounded quite pleasant.

The third Onmyoji was scared.

He raised his Six Ren divination plate in front of him.

"I am an Onmyoji of the Iga Gate, don't you mess around... ah!"

The divination plate flew up and slapped him right in the face.

All three Onmyoji ran off the ship in disgrace.

The servants of the Hatamoto family looked at Akaso Kaze differently.

This Onmyoji is truly amazing.

He didn't do anything, just stood there for a while, and the other Onmyoji were all scared away.

He must be a super big shot.

The old butler Suzuki Kenji respectfully invited Akaso Kaze into the banquet hall.

The descendants of the Hatamoto family and the police were all present.

"Huh, Akaso-san, why are you here?" Inspector Megure asked, puzzled.

It wasn't the first time they had met; they had seen each other once at the Mao Li Detective Agency during the Abe Yutaka case, but at that time, Akaso Kaze didn't have an official identity.

They had met again two days ago at the haunted house, and Akaso Kaze had already become an Onmyoji.

"I invited him."

A girl from the Hatamoto family stood up.

Long hair with bangs, very long eyelashes, and thin eyebrows.

Her face was filled with melancholy, and there were still tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Hello, you must be Akaso-san, right? My name is Hatamoto Natsue. I heard from Sonoko that you are a powerful Onmyoji, so I specifically invited you over."

Inspector Megure curled his lip disdainfully, muttering: "Why invite an Onmyoji? Better to invite a detective."

Natsue explained: "I'm sorry, Inspector Megure, because my grandfather hates detectives the most. He says people who stalk and dig into people's privacy are the most despicable, so I invited Akaso-san."

Akaso Kaze's mouth curled up, and he nodded in agreement: "Your grandfather is right."

If Conan were here, he would definitely be furious.

"Why talk so much? Since the Onmyoji is here, hurry up and have him perform a ritual to find Hatamoto Takeshi's whereabouts. That kid must still be on the ship."

A middle-aged woman with a mean face next to her said loudly.

Natsue looked sad when she heard this, but said nothing.

The old butler next to her introduced her in a low voice.

The one speaking was Hatamoto Mariko, the eldest daughter of the Hatamoto family.

Akaso Kaze couldn't be bothered to say much, activated the Eye of Space, and scanned the area.

He was slightly stunned.

"I'm sorry, finding Hatamoto Takeshi is useless now."

He said in a deep voice: "Hatamoto Takeshi is already dead."

"What? Dead!"

The Hatamoto family members were all stunned, and even Inspector Megure was taken aback.

Hatamoto Natsue swayed, her body went limp, and Akaso Kaze quickly reached out to catch her, pulling her into his arms.