This is now the age of humanity. The gods and spirits of the old era have withdrawn from the world, and have become mere myths and legends. The gods have decided to return control of destiny to humanity. Whether the future brings glory or destruction, humanity must walk that path on its own.
Fushiguro says his adoptive guardian is absolutely not someone worthy of respect. Sure, the guy is so powerful there's nothing more to say, but with that kind of personality... If he weren't the strongest, there'd probably be six feet of grass growing over his grave by now!
The vast world of jujutsu is full of crazies and antisocial types, or else crazy antisocial types... Seriously, does a jujutsu world like this even need to exist?
But in this family, there's one person Fushiguro trusts and respects.
Miss Munemasa is majestic and composed, steady and dignified. Rather than being measured by her technique or strength, it's her seemingly boundless knowledge and eternally unflustered manner that win everyone's admiration. She makes people think of the overwhelming superiority of the advanced civilization of the suzerain state a thousand years ago. Every word and action of hers inspires the girls and boys throughout the family to imitate her.
Key point:
She's a respectable person.
Isn't that the most precious and cherished quality in the jujutsu world?!
I've heard that even the other strongest sorcerer, who was a contemporary of that guardian, nearly went astray once, and it was Miss Munemasa who persuaded him to turn back!
Fushiguro: At school, I respect only Okkotsu-senpai. Outside of school, Miss Munemasa too!
Early morning.
Young Maid A: “Have you heard? Cursed spirits have been causing trouble more and more often lately. Lord Munemasa stood in the corridor for a long time. She must be worrying about ordinary people.”
Young Maid B: “Even with the head of the family here, she's only one person and can't be everywhere at once... I've seen Lord Munemasa standing here several times over the past few days.”
Young Maid A: “Shh, keep your voice down... Let's go. We shouldn't disturb Lord Munemasa.”
Munemasa, standing at the edge of the corridor: So the two gardenias growing together on that branch bloomed on the same day... What a marvelously beautiful sight. If these gardenias, growing as one but with two different colors, were discovered, someone might cut them and put them in a vase. There's certainly some truth to the saying, “When there's a flower to pluck, pluck it while it lasts,” but surely it would be better to let them stay and grow naturally... Hmm, who knows if I'll ever see such a lovely sight again? That's why every time I see it, I treasure it.
Behind her, the steward walked past respectfully, pondering: Is there some deeper meaning to Lord Munemasa standing here?
Theme: The future of humanity is for humanity to walk toward on its own.