“The… pendant?” asked Takuya and Fujiko in unison, clearly confused.

“Indeed. The truth is, I came to Japan looking for descendants of the Seadom tribe. After careful consideration, I’ve come to the conclusion that the Futabas appear to be just that. After all, why else would Miss Fujiko possess that special pendant?” explained Gerald.

Upon hearing that, Fujiko held onto her pendant before asking, “…Isn’t this just a regular pendant…?”

While she did find it odd that it was always cool to touch, she had never given much thought into it.

“…So, you actually know about the tribe…” muttered Takuya who appeared much calmer than his daughter.

Watching as Takuya then placed his hands together, Gerald simply nodded as he said, “Indeed. It’s the reason why I came here in the first place.”

“…I see. Either way, let’s talk about this someplace else…” said Takuya as he took a cigarette out before leading the group to what appeared to be an ordinary cupboard…

Upon opening the topmost dr