Masen Nibori's gaze sharpened. Purple aura… dense, commanding… His breath caught. Even in my prime, I couldn't surpass this level.
"Jinta… why are you saying this?" Masen Nibori asked, his tone tinged with awe.
Jinta's expression stayed calm. "Look at what he's accomplished. And just now, you saw his aura—how it surrounds him. His presence… it's unlike anything we've witnessed in decades."
Masen Nibori frowned. "I even tried to sense his power using my ability… but I couldn't. How is this possible?"
Jinta's lips curved slightly. "Every hunter has an aura. You don't need a skill to see it. True hunters… can always sense it."
Raito's eyes met Masen Nibori's. "I can see your aura too," he said, his voice steady but respectful. "You're strong… for an old man."
He glanced at Jinta. "Hey… I hope those two you promised to pay in the hospital are still going to get their money. Because I don't intend to join your guild or association."
