After leaving the coffee shop and sending Karen home, Seiji walked home.
'Perhaps I shouldn't have said that idea.' Seiji thought to himself.
Making Karen stand on the opposite side of Kaho and provoking Kaho into a duel … this was an absolutely terrible idea!
If Karen was able to suppress Kaori, perhaps she would be able to make Kaori give up on her demon energy. However, there were far too many uncertainties. Even if she succeeded, it might cause their relationship to completely collapse. That would be too pitiful.
Karen fell silent after hearing this idea. She seemed to find it difficult to accept.
This choice was far too difficult. It was to the point that Seiji felt that it would be better if he didn't say it out loud.
But if he didn't say it out loud, Karen wouldn't even have a choice …
Suddenly, Seiji stopped walking.
There was a vending machine not far away from him. A silver-haired boy wearing a black bathrobe inserted coins into the machine and seemed to be considering what type of drink he wanted.
This scene seemed normal, but Seiji felt that this boy had appeared out of nowhere!
He hadn't walked over from the opposite direction, nor had he passed by from behind. He had simply appeared out of thin air … which meant that by the time Seiji noticed, this person was already standing in front of the vending machine.
Was he thinking about something else that he overlooked?
Nope!
Seiji was certain that this person had suddenly appeared there, as if he had walked out of the darkness.
"I originally wanted to drink green tea, but there's a new type of fruit juice here that I want to try." The silver-haired boy spoke up while looking in Seiji Mukai's direction. "Which one do you think is better, Haruta bro?"
He had a handsome appearance. His eyes were purple, and his skin was rather pale. He had a happy smile on his face and seemed to give off a hearty aura.
Something flashed in Seiji's eyes as he walked over.
"May I ask who you are?"
"I asked you a question first. Let's go by the order." The boy pointed at the vending machine. "Green tea or fruit juice, which one is better?"
Seiji glanced over.
"If it were me, I'd choose green tea."
"Why's that?"
"You have to answer the question in order."
The silver-haired boy blinked in surprise at being rebutted like this.
"My name is Itsuki Kamitani. Nice to meet you." He smiled as he pressed down on the button to purchase fruit juice.
The vending machine immediately started selling.
Kamitani picked up the glass of juice, opened it, and took a sip. He immediately revealed an expression of sourness.
"It doesn't taste good … Hey, Brother Haruta?"
When he saw Seiji walking away, he was stunned.
"Nice to meet you, Kamitani-san. Good night." Seiji waved goodbye.
"Wait a moment, don't go!" Kamitani chased after him. "I came here specifically to find you! Aren't you curious why I'm here? "
"Although I'm curious, I don't think it's anything good, so goodbye."
"Don't do that! Normally, they should at least talk a little more. "
"I'm already tired. I want to go home early. I don't want to deal with the sudden appearance of suspicious people."
"You should call him a mysterious person! You should be very curious about the mysterious handsome young man who suddenly appeared in front of you and even knows your name! "
"I'm sorry. First of all, although you're quite good-looking, I don't think you're a pretty boy. Besides, I'd only be interested in pretty girls. I can't be bothered with guys."
"So weak! So you're a lower body believer! "
"That's normal. It's natural for boys to be interested in beautiful women."
"That's true … no! That's no reason to abandon a beautiful boy! "
"I already said that you're not a beautiful boy."
"Even if I'm not, you shouldn't abandon me!"
"Don't be ridiculous. I just wanted to ignore you."
"Don't ignore me!"
"You're so annoying … just who are you, and why did you come to find me?" Seiji looked directly at Kamitani.
"I'm a member of the Messengers." Kamitani took another sip of fruit juice and revealed a sour expression again. "I'm here to recruit you."
Kamitani's tone was quite normal, as if he was talking about something completely normal.
That was why it seemed rather abnormal.
Seiji narrowed his eyes.
From the very start, he seemed calm on the surface, but he was actually on guard against Kamitani.
This silver-haired boy who called himself Itsuki Kamitani had suddenly appeared less than ten meters away from him. Seiji hadn't noticed him at all.
Kamitani seemed just like an ordinary Spiritual Ability user who didn't seem dangerous at all, as if he was completely harmless … Was he truly harmless, or was it an incredibly skilled illusion?
Seiji felt that it was the latter, because this person was from the Messengers!
"I don't want to join the Messengers. I appreciate your good intentions."
"Don't make a decision so quickly. The Messengers are an excellent organization. You can receive benefits as long as you do what you like. Even if you don't do anything at all, you'll still receive money. You won't lose out if you join."
Only a ghost would believe that … no, not even a ghost would believe that!
Seiji used his expression to tell Kamitani that.
Kamitani chuckled upon seeing this.
"Well, I admit that this is just like an advertisement. Although it's not real, I still have to say it," Kamitani stated casually. "However, it's not completely fake. There's still quite a few benefits if you really join. If it's you."
"It's more like it's a one-sided benefit for you," Seiji stated coldly.
"Of course not … You can become stronger, have more freedom, and be happier than you are right now!"
"Heh heh, what a funny joke."
"I'm being serious. My bro Haruta, are you happy right now? "
"Whether I'm happy or not has nothing to do with you."
"This type of answer is basically a yes or no. You're not happy, are you? "Kamitani looked directly at Seiji.
Seiji fell silent upon hearing this.
Just now, he had been worried about the Miyamoto sisters. If he was asked if he was happy right now, of course the answer was no.
"You won the Bloodwine Ritual tournament and obtained fame and wealth. You can live a better life than before, but you're still not happy," Kamitani continued.
"Why is that? Because you're anxious about the future.
The more you obtain, the more you're worried about losing. You're bound by what you have, and you've lost your freedom.
Actually, as long as you give up on some things that you don't need, you'll discover that you've obtained true freedom, and you'll live a happier life … "
Kamitani's words seemed to contain a certain power that could move people's hearts.
Seiji was affected and was unable to completely deny Kamitani's words.
"… You're right. I'm indeed anxious about the future," Seiji admitted.
"The more I obtain, the more I'm worried about losing. Perhaps I really am bound.
However, whether or not it's necessary, whether or not I want to give up, is my own decision! "Kamitani changed the topic.
"So what if I lose my freedom? So what if I'm unhappy? That's the path that I want to walk. " Seiji looked directly at Kamitani. "What I want is the happiness that I want for myself, not the so-called happiness of others!"
The silver-haired boy widened his eyes in surprise before he chuckled again.
Kamitani's words of hidden spells were completely ineffective. Not only that …
"You're even more serious than me … I've lost to you." Seiji shrugged.
"You're an interesting person, Haruta Seiji. It wasn't a waste of time for me to come looking for you.
Although I didn't intend to kill you, you still interfered with Kanzaki. That's why I can't let you off so easily.
That's why, what I'm going to ask next is … "
Suddenly, everything around him became pitch-black!
No, this was a misconception.
This was a misconception that Seiji felt as if he was facing an incomparably large and terrifying monster!
The real situation was that a gigantic dark shadow appeared behind Itsuki Kamitani, giving off an aura that seemed to lead to the Netherworld.
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