[Besides that, there was also a letter from the Alfalfa Family.]
[In the letter, aside from expressing regret over Robin's death, there was more of a tone of admonishment. They reminded Sunday that he was not simply an older brother, but also the head of the Oak Family; any of his words or actions would implicate the interests of the entirety of Penacony.]
[He hoped Sunday would promptly stop the search for [Death], learn to see the small and know the large, assess the situation, and not exhaust Penacony's financial resources for a personal grudge, bringing shame upon the Divine Lord. Moreover, long before the Dreammaster adopted them, the Alfalfa Family had dealt with the Watchmaker several times and had never discovered any connection between him and the Memory Zone Meme.]
[In short, the Dreammaster was rather dissatisfied with his recent actions. They did not wish for Sunday's words and deeds to delay Dominicus's descent, otherwise they would all become sinners of Penacony.]
[Acheron put down the letter in her hand: "They don't seem to care that much about Death… instead they care more about the Charmony Festival and the Watchmaker."]
[Welt sighed: "Perhaps the other family heads don't feel that Death is such a big problem… within the Family there is also mutual obstruction, contradictions layered upon contradictions."]
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Baki.
"Although Sunday's recent behavior can hardly be called that of a good family head, he is without a doubt a good older brother."
Miyamoto Musashi very much approved of Sunday's actions. Although he himself had no siblings, he imagined that having an older brother who would look after him must certainly be a happy thing, right?
Everyone was watching when suddenly a robust man over two meters tall… even taller than the door frame appeared at the doorway.
"This is..." Miyamoto Musashi pointed at the man in the doorway.
"Jack Hanma," Kaoru Hanayama supplemented from the side, "Baki Hanma's older brother."
"Oh, so that's how it is. Then he must also be a top-tier powerhouse." Miyamoto Musashi enthusiastically made space for Jack and carefully observed this man who reached a height of 2.43 meters. His lower limbs were unusually long, especially the calves, but the most eye-catching thing was still those teeth of his—seeming to be forged from some kind of metal, gleaming with a sharp luster.
"Where is Father?"
Jack looked around and discovered that Yujiro's figure was nowhere to be seen.
"Oh, Yujiro was invited away by the soon-to-be inaugurated American President Suganado Trump. Presumably there is some kind of ceremony between them?" Tokugawa explained enthusiastically.
Jack nodded: "So that's how it is. He's still as busy as ever."
Upon seeing Jack, Miyamoto Musashi curiously approached: "We were just talking about the brotherly affection from the Celestial Screen. How is your relationship with Baki usually?"
"Mm… it's pretty good, I suppose? I'm not clear on his side, but I really like this little brother a lot~" Jack's large mouth split to the side, revealing those two neat rows of alloy teeth, "Our relationship is so good that… it's about to the degree of tearing into each other the moment we meet."
"Tearing into each other?" Miyamoto Musashi was taken aback.
"That's right~ If we don't tear into each other, how can we properly pour out the feelings between brothers? Fighting each other until we're covered in wounds all over—that is the correct way for brothers to get along, right?"
"So this is the way of getting along between an older brother and a younger brother? Truly an eye-opener..." Miyamoto Musashi nodded thoughtfully. As expected, Baki was very "fortunate."
——
[Just as the two were about to leave, Sunday happened to return to the hall, blocking their path.]
["Entering a restricted area without permission—this is hardly the way of a guest, is it? Mr. Welt, and also… Galaxy Ranger, Miss Acheron?" Sunday's gaze focused particularly on the sword-wielding woman beside him.]
[Welt sincerely apologized to him, stating that this trip was also to understand the case with him so as to avoid any mishaps during the investigation. Considering that the two had come with good intentions, Sunday no longer issued an order to leave.]
["Although the truth has not yet come to light, I am already not far from it. I guarantee to everyone that the traitor will soon pay the price."]
[Welt: "May justice be revealed soon, but I personally still have one question I would like to ask Mr. Sunday: how exactly did the Family determine that the culprit is hidden internally? Forgive my bluntness, but someone attempting to cause chaos on the eve of the Charmony Festival precisely aligns with the Company's interests… the Family ought to have reason to suspect that the Company is stirring things up from within."]
[Sunday smiled faintly: "Other family heads have also raised the same doubts as you. But in my view, the true culprit would never swagger about like that envoy… what's more, I have already personally fitted him with shackles."]
[He shifted the topic: "However, I would instead like to pass Mr. Welt's doubts on to the two of you. In my view, the ones who should be more wary of Aventurine are you… the wicked cannot shake high walls, yet they can thrust a sharp blade into the heart of the righteous."]
["He is a merchant, not a philanthropist, yet right now he is scattering wealth everywhere on the streets, and has gone alone in the direction of the Film Paradise—who knows what scheme he is plotting... The Family still promises to protect the guests thoroughly, but everyone might as well keep an eye out. Lest… unforeseen misfortune occur."]
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Naruto.
"This kid is still trying to sow discord between the Express crew and the Company."
In the dim cave, Tobi looked up at Sunday's elegant and upright figure and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "If he could come and become the Hokage of Konoha, it might not be a bad choice."
"This kid is indeed not bad. Young as he is, his methods are sufficient, the key is that his mind is flexible, and his strikes are ruthless enough." Uchiha Madara's mouth curved into a smile, "At least much better than Hashirama. If Hashirama back then had even half this kid's intelligence, he wouldn't have..."
His words halted, as if recalling the final battle with Hashirama that year. Unfortunately, things were no longer the same; that battle of the past could no longer be continued.
"Peace? Heh, weakness only brings more betrayal and war."
However, Madara was still somewhat dissatisfied with Sunday's handling of Aventurine. In his view, although Aventurine had been fitted with the "shackles" of Harmony by him, he was still without a doubt a key "object of concern" for the Family. Since it was unclear what he was going to the Film Paradise to do, the Hounds should be sent to thoroughly block him off and strangle every possibility in the cradle.
Assist with the investigation? From the very beginning he should not have been given this choice. For a threat of this degree, a reasonable "execution" would be the greatest respect toward him.
——
["…According to Pier Point Hotline reports, the horrifying 'Agihazo Aventurine Case' has obtained a major breakthrough; the suspect has now been apprehended—"]
["This fraud case implicated multiple departments of the Interastral Peace Corporation and the Intelligentsia Guild, causing massive waste of human and material resources and making the Company suffer enormous losses—"]
["The suspect in this case comes from Sigonia, is one of the survivors of the Second Katika-Evegin Extinction Case, and does not hold an Interstellar Refugee Travel Permit—"]
["Under the indication of Strategic Investment Department head [Diamond], the Company will continue to carry out investigation work to further confirm the suspect's criminal motives..."]
[...]
[The wide brim of the black top hat cast a shadow across her face. Although it just happened to cover the pink-haired woman's pair of gray-blue eyes, it could not cover the interest flowing in the depths of her gaze. She propped her chin with one hand, appraising the raggedly dressed blond youth before her.]
["What a beautiful pair of eyes. Tell me, do they glow in the night?"]
[Kakavasha responded indifferently: "If I could, I would definitely sell them."]