In the ancestral spirit realm, Miyaguchi was tied up on a large boulder and was panting heavily. Her whole body along with her clothes was covered in sweat and her face seemed to be turning red. Miyaguchi tried her very best to use her flames to burn the rope which was tied to her hand, but it seemed the rope was no ordinary rope. Outside her cage, the Midnight Guardian stood there looking.
“You seem to have an interest in her.”
“Do you like her?” The Silent Visitor asked as he stood by his side.
The Midnight Guardian smiled as he bowed his head.
“Like? That’s not quite right if you ask me” He said as he turned to the Silent Visitor.
“I would say she just looks like the type in the past 1000 years.” He added.
“Oho, so you still have emotions, Midnight Guardian.” The Silent Visitor asked as he walked up to the cage.
NB: “Oho” is also another, as I see.
The Silent Visitor looked at Miyaguchi for a long time as all the lights in the building went off.