Such a sloppy refusal was truly shameful.
Seiji immediately felt embarrassed after saying this. But, he immediately gave up on the idea of being a scumbag. 'So what if I'm a scumbag man!?'
He stopped talking and started playing cards …
…
One hour later, his cell phone rang.
Seiji's expression changed as he shuffled the deck of cards. He put down all the cards and then picked up his cell phone to answer the call.
"How difficult." Kamitani's sigh came from his cell phone.
"In order to arrange this date for you, I used up all of my credit with him.
You need to take advantage of this opportunity, Haruta bro. Don't waste my efforts.
Besides, he's not in a good mood right now. If what you tell him doesn't satisfy him, he's highly likely to attack you.
He's strong, truly strong. You might even die. "
"Cut the crap," Seiji spoke lightly. "When and where?"
"I've already worked so hard. As a friend, aren't you going to say anything to comfort me?" Kamitani pretended to complain.
"You've worked so hard. I'll treat you to some tea."
"Only tea?"
"Coffee is fine as well."
"I prefer alcohol. I'd like some good food to go with it!"
"Sure. Give me a mailing address."
"You're not going to drink with me!?"
"I'm still underage. I can't drink alcohol," Seiji spoke in a serious manner.
Kamitani was rendered speechless.
Even the Messengers' leader couldn't think of how to respond to this.
"Time and location. Hurry up and tell me." Seiji didn't care what expression Kamitani had right now. He urged him to get to the point.
"The time is half an hour from now. The location is …" Kamitani paused for a moment after answering. "Don't betray us, Haruta bro."
"Of course I won't. Don't set any traps for me, Kamitani-kun."
After saying that, Seiji hung up. He then looked towards Little Shi and the others.
"I'm going out now."
"Please be careful, Brother," Shika Kagura reminded him.
Mika and Chiaki didn't say anything. However, their expressions expressed the same meaning.
"I will." Seiji smiled.
Half an hour later, in the suburbs.
Seiji, who was wearing his combat uniform, arrived at the location that Kamitani told him about, an abandoned factory.
The overgrown weeds, the dirty walls, the dark space, and all kinds of dilapidated junk … formed a desolate scene.
Such scenes often appeared in television dramas and movies. The plots involved included, but were not limited to, negotiations, deals, gatherings, fights, murders, kidnappings, and imprisonment … In short, most of them were not good.
Coming to a place like this to meet with the cadres of a terrorist organization was very fitting.
Seiji cautiously walked into the factory and glanced around. He didn't see anyone.
It seemed like they hadn't arrived yet.
Should I make some arrangements?
As soon as the thought popped up in his mind, Seiji vetoed it.
Perhaps the other party would appear in the next second, and it wouldn't be fun to bump into them head-on. Moreover, even if the arrangements were done properly, what could they do?
He was here to talk, not to fight.
Too lazy to check the surroundings, Seiji found an old chair that could barely be used and sat down.
Several minutes later.
Seiji opened his eyes from resting. Although he still didn't see anyone, he could sense that the other party had arrived.
Heat.
It was the same heat that he felt when he went to Kosui Park before loading. However, this heat was much fainter.
This abnormal aura approached him from outside. It was getting closer and closer. Then, he heard footsteps as a dark-gray figure walked through the factory's door.
This person wore gray pants and a black hoodie. He also had a hood over his head. Underneath the hood was a pale face covered by a black mask. Only his bright red eyes and dark circles could be seen. This person had a sickly aura.
If an ordinary person met him on the street at this time of day, they would likely be afraid.
The sickly youth, Voidfire, walked up to Seiji with his hands in his pockets.
Seiji stood up and exchanged glances with Voidfire.
"Who … are you?" Voidfire asked in a raspy voice.
"I'm Haruta Seiji," Seiji told him directly. "Are you the one who led the attack on Soul Society? May I ask for your name? "
"I know your name, but that's not what I'm asking." Voidfire looked directly at Seiji. "Haruta Seiji, just what are you?"
"Before asking others such a question, at least tell me your name," Seiji stated calmly.
The hooded youth fell silent for a moment.
"My code name is Voidfire."
"Hello, Voidfire-san."
Seiji didn't expect that he would be able to learn Voidfire's real name with just one question.
"As for your question, my answer is: I don't know myself.
If you really want me to give an answer, I can only say that I'm human.
But, I'm sure that's not the answer you want, Voidfire-san.
Since you're asking such a question, you must've noticed something. If you don't tell me what you've noticed, I won't know how to explain it to you. "
Voidfire fell silent for a moment again. A deep glint flashed in his eyes.
"I've seen through you. You have a foundational nature that's different from humans," Voidfire spoke in a raspy voice. "If you unleash your power, you'll become an incredibly powerful existence. However, you haven't. You've restrained yourself, which is why you're in your current form."
"… That's indeed the case." Seiji nodded and admitted.
"Indeed, I have a powerful power. If I recklessly use it, even I will be afraid of it. That's why I've chosen to restrain myself.
Even so, I still believe that I'm human. Objectively speaking, I truly don't know what I am. "
Voidfire took a deep look at Seiji.
"Your essence is pure and holy. You're holy that the ugly humans of this clumsy world shouldn't have … That's why you're definitely not human.
You're not human, but you believe that you're human. You've chosen to restrain yourself in order to protect humanity and the world. This is the embodiment of your holy nature.
I'm quite happy to meet you like this, Haruta Seiji.
"Since you're happy to meet me, then tell me your real name," Seiji stated.
"… My real name is far too ugly. I have the most hypocritical surname in this hypocritical country. It's ugly to the extreme. Saying it will only stain your ears," Voidfire spoke in a raspy voice.
"Since you say that I'm 'holy,' then why should I worry about staining my ears?" Seiji stated honestly.
Something flashed in Voidfire's eyes as he fell silent.
Seiji quietly waited.
"… Dousei Ashiya," Voidfire spoke in a low voice. "That's my real name."
Ashiya … could he be referring to that "Ashiya"? Something flashed in Seiji's eyes.
"Ashiya-san, your surname …"
Before he even finished his question, Seiji instantly understood the answer as he sensed Voidfire's suddenly sharpening aura.
Seiji's surname, "Ashiya," was indeed a descendant of the "second-strongest" Yin Yang Master in all of Sakura Island's history, the "evilest" Yin Yang Master in history — Douman Ashiya!!
Legend had it that Ashiya Daoman and Kamijou Seimei were old enemies. The former was not inferior to the latter in terms of talent and strength, but his heart was not in the right place, and he committed many evil deeds. The latter, as a righteous person, repeatedly dispelled his schemes and stopped his evil deeds.
Anime and television works all had similar plots, so much so that the general public had formed a solid impression: Ashiya Michiman = Seimei's opponent = the biggest villain.
And after this impression, there were all sorts of "subversive" plots such as "enemy" and "friend", "enemy but friend", "enemy but friend", "enemy but love", "enemy turned into friend", "enemy turned into love", and so on … More or less, Dao Man's image was enriched.
But basically, the fact that Ashiya was a sinful Yin Yang Master was unshakable.
As a matter of fact, the actual historical situation was …
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