The cowardly man who'd tried to run, was presently sweating bullets. As all the conversation was unfolding he realized that the likelihood of him being allowed continued existence was falling lower and lower by the second. And beyond all this, he was scathingly upset, that the poster child they'd believed in for this whole ordeal, didn't even want the job. "Be nice, Hakudoshi, no one gets to choose their own name." Mentioned the woman, though she'd once gently teased the young man about his name to his face, that was just playfulness among friends. Moving right along, it seemed the young boy had taken offense on his mother's behalf to the statements of the old man known as Yagi. This old man turned to find the youngster sitting atop his chair preparing a jutsu and speaking on ending his life. "This kid is a relative toddler, get off my chair boy, and out of my face." He said, expecting anything to come from the boy not to be powerful enough to be any real danger to him.
To her credit before Benihime took any actions she'd ask the remaining members of the Coucil their thoughts. "So, just wondering, am I going to catch any flak for executing the traitors, where they sit or stand at this point?" She questioned her eyes flickering around the room. The voices of the remaining Council Members would be rather harmonious in their decision. "Do what you think is best, Hime-chan, I can't believe he tried to execute you without our knowledge. Taking advantage of Kaichi's sorrow. I simply can't forgive that." She said of her own opinion. A gentleman a bit further down also agreed. "I can't say much for your methods, but I haven't seen you naked in a while, and you are among the strongest of the village. You are more than well qualified for your job." Said one rather normally stern older fellow. The last of the gentleman left simply grinned. He'd once, caught the young woman and her husband in the act, and suffered a minor heart attack because of it. Even so, he bore neither of them any ill will, and found it all together amusing. "No, sweetheart, traitors should be killed. And don't let the old coots get ya' down, while ya' got it do what you want with it." he said offering the young woman a wink and moving his hands into his cloak without another word. The last of the people on the council was another old man and he didn't speak very much but simply nodded his consent to the executions of the three obvious traitors. "Alright, that's all taken care of then." It would then be, Usui who spoke up, finding the fact that she'd turned the entire council against him to be an atrocity.
"No matter what she says, she dangerous. Look at her, she and two children just came in here and got their way. Is this the kind of bullying we should allow, why should I be executed for doing what is best. Even if it's not my son, anyone would be better than her. She's... she's... she's just unfit!!" he pleaded. But his pleas would meet the eyes of his unmoved peers. "No, she's not unfit, nor was she ever as unfit as you made her out to be. You just wanted your way so badly you were willing to sacrifice her life, and lives of many of our own to get your way." and these were the last words of the old woman who waited to see this sentence carried out steadfast as ever. Benihime would nod to both children to carry out their death sentences as they saw fit, but she, didn't move from the spot she was in. No, instead she reached up and touched the spot on her forehead and the moon of it, began to drain, and as it did, her eyes began to fill with a blood red color, in the pupil-less state of the blood moon, all while she stared at Usui.