"Hey Saiko, your brother is named Dalang, right?"
Akiyama Saiko was sharpening her family heirloom sword, Tojikiri, preparing for the upcoming battle. Upon hearing the question, she looked up, somewhat wary, at the flat-chested girl in front of her, who had two cockroach braids and seemed like she hadn't even graduated elementary school.
"What, did he cause trouble again?"
The girl shrugged and tapped on the keyboard casually,
"Oh, my mom sent me a message, telling me to watch out for an expert with the surname Akiyama and not to become enemies with them.
But the name was written as Dalang, Taolang, and I couldn't find anyone else... Surely it's not referring to your brother, right?"
"Even Aunt Muko... This guy sure knows how to charm..."
Saiko was left speechless for a moment.
