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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 318: The Transfer Student is a Singularity (6)

Chapter 318: The Transfer Student is a Singularity (6)

In‌⁠‌ the kitchen, there⁠ exists something superior⁠⁠ to the chef—and‌​‌ its name is‍​ the ingredient. That​ was one of⁠‍‍ the chief’s favorite​‍ sayings.

And‌‍⁠ he was a stubborn old man​ who stuck to‍​ his philosophy no​‌⁠ matter what.

That’s‍ how, even though⁠ his disciple flat-out⁠ refused to go,‍‌​ he ended up‌‌⁠ dragging him all​ the way to‍​‌ the sea in​ front of Tongyeong.⁠​‍

“Let’s‍ just go to⁠ Oido, Oido instead!”‍

“Idiot,‌ do you think⁠‍ the West Sea‍​ and the South⁠​ Sea are the‌⁠ same?”

“In​⁠​ the end, it’s‌‍‌ all just water,‌‍​ who cares where​ it’s from!”

“I’d‍ like to deny‍‍⁠ it, but today‍‌ you hit the‌‌ exact point I wanted to teach‍‍‌ you, so I have no comeback.‍ Anyway, let’s go.‍ The morning at⁠⁠ sea starts earlier​ than on land.”‌

The⁠⁠‍ chief said it⁠ all with just⁠​ a look.

– You’ve been kidnapped.‍⁠‍

…..!‍

That’s‌⁠ how, several hours‌​ later, the salty⁠​‌ sea breeze greeted⁠⁠ me.

As​‌⁠ soon as we⁠​​ arrived in Tongyeong,‍‌ the chief went‍ straight up to‌‌‍ a fisherman preparing​⁠ to set out.‍

“Would‌ you mind letting‍⁠⁠ us borrow the​ boat for a bit?”

“Eh…⁠ all of a sudden…?”

“I’ll‍ pay you properly.”‍‍‌

The⁠‌‌ boat owner hesitated‍ for a long‍ time, net in​‌ hand, but finally‍‌ agreed. I guess‌‍ it was the‍​​ aura the chief⁠ gave off.

“You’re​​ not bringing barrels‌‌ or anything shady,​​‍ are you?”

“Of​ course not. The⁠‍ guy with me‍‍⁠ is my disciple.”‌⁠‌

“…Everyone‍⁠‍ says that before​ they board.”

The‍‌‍ boat’s stern gently‍ sliced through the​‌⁠ water’s scales, but‍ my stomach wasn’t⁠⁠​ faring as smoothly.‌​ It was my‍⁠‌ first time ever⁠​‌ on a boat,​ and I ended‍ up puking everything⁠⁠ I ate the​‍ day before.

“Do‌‍ you know where⁠⁠ this salty seawater‌⁠‌ comes from?”

The‌​‌ chief asked just⁠ like that, as​‍ if it didn’t​ matter that his‌‍​ disciple was on‍‌ the verge of‌⁠‍ dying.

Being‍⁠ dragged out to​‌‌ sea was unfair⁠‍⁠ enough already…

“Uuugh!”‍

Just‌ the thought that‍‍ he was about​ to start one‍‌ of his corny​‌ philosophies made my⁠‍⁠ stomach turn even‌ more.

What‍⁠‌ a cruel man.‌⁠ Unlike the kind‍ words he would​‌‍ later receive, the‍ Founding Hero was‌​⁠ someone so hard​​​ you wouldn’t get‌ blood even if⁠ you stabbed him.⁠⁠​

“I‍​​ don’t know where⁠⁠ it comes from,‍‌ but I do​​ know it just‌‍‍ left my stomach.”‌⁠

“….”‍‌⁠

I earned a smack⁠​ right on the⁠‌‍ head (+1). Only⁠​‌ then, seeing his‍‌ disciple was ready⁠ to listen seriously,​ the chief continued.⁠⁠⁠

“Rivers,⁠​‍ streams, brooks, pipes,​​⁠ even the sky.‌‌ Every flow of​ water moves and‍‍ moves until it‍‌ reaches the sea.”‍​

“Master,‌⁠ have you gone​‌⁠ insane? That’s why‍ I told you‌​ to stop drinking.⁠​ I, your concerned⁠​ disciple, am so​​‍ worried the sea​‌⁠ breeze is making​⁠​ my eyes blur.”‍⁠‍

In‍‌ that moment, the​ beloved disciple received⁠‍ an even harder‌‌​ blow as a gift.

He‌​⁠ was so moved‌ he almost died‍⁠ right then.

Behind​​‌ the chief, the‍‌‌ boat’s captain frantically⁠ searched for any‍ barrels.

The​ Founding Hero gave‌‌‍ a gesture to⁠ calm him down.​

“Manryugwijong‌​‍ (만류귀종).”

And⁠ then, with the​‍⁠ aura of a sage, he said,​‍ mixing in classical‌ Chinese.

“In​‌ the end, everything‌ comes together in​ one place. That’s⁠ what you need‌⁠‍ to understand.”

At‌‌ the time, I thought he was​‍ just trying to‌‌ sound profound.

“Are​⁠⁠ you suggesting I sign up for‍​ a funeral plan?”‌⁠‍

With​‌‌ a thump, the⁠ boat shook, and⁠​⁠ the seagulls flew⁠​ off in a panic.

Anyway.​

Now—only⁠ now—this clumsy disciple‌ finally understands that​ the chief’s words​‍‌ weren’t just to‌​ sound cool.

He⁠ was a , and the knowledge‍​ he’d gathered through‍​ countless experiences must’ve‍​ been close to‌‍​ truth itself.

.

At⁠‍⁠ the end of‍​‌ all things.

I,‍‌​ Kang Geom-Ma, savor‍ those words once‍‍ again.

***‍

“You​⁠​ nap no matter‌‌ the time, huh?”​

That​ was the first⁠ thing I spat‍‍ out as soon⁠ as I woke⁠ up.

“Maybe⁠​​ I should change​⁠‍ the bed…?”

They⁠‌⁠ said it was⁠⁠ top quality, but​​ that didn’t mean‌‍ it suited my‍​ body. Especially not‌‌ for someone like‍‍ me, who’s lived‍⁠‍ a life using‍‌ cheap stuff.

Still,‌ I was glad‍‌‌ I had met⁠‌ the chef in‍‍​ my dream, even‌‍‌ if the end‌ of the dream​‍ had been a bit strange.

I muttered it out⁠ loud.

But⁠ it came out‍​ raspy, like I’d⁠ swallowed sand.

I pressed on my​‍ throbbing temples as‍‌​ I got out‌⁠⁠ of bed.

Since‌‌ Ryozo was sleeping‌ deeply beside me,⁠‌ I got dressed‍​‌ and left the⁠‍ bedroom as quietly​ as possible.

It‍ was the weekend.⁠⁠‍

Even‍ the crowded Joaquin⁠‍​ Academy, always full‍​​ of people, had‍ at least one​ day of rest.⁠⁠

The‌‍ weekend atmosphere was‍ very different from‍ my days as‍‌‌ a cadet. Back​ then, the rules⁠​‌ didn’t even allow⁠‍⁠ us to leave⁠ the grounds during⁠ weekends.

That‌‍ absurd rule was​‌⁠ something Ryozo had‍‍ abolished.

Why?⁠⁠‍

No‍‌ idea.

I can only guess⁠ it had something‍⁠‍ to do with‍‍‌ her past. She​‍​ spent her childhood‍ like a princess‍​ locked in a tower, thanks to​ the pressure from‌‍⁠ Kojima, the Absolute​‌ Archer.

‘Ryozo‍​‌ must have hated​‍⁠ that.’

That’s​​ why she gave​⁠ freedom to the‍⁠ cadets. If I had to compare‌ Ryozo to a season, she’d be⁠ April. Even if‌ she seems cold​‌ like an April‌⁠​ breeze, deep down‍​ she has a warm heart.

I started walking aimlessly⁠⁠ around the academy.⁠‍

Every⁠ now and then,​⁠‍ cadets who passed⁠‌⁠ by let out‌‍​ squeals when they⁠⁠ saw me. I returned their greetings‌ with a polite​⁠ wave, and they​‍ melted with excitement.‌

‘Back‌ when I was‌‍​ a cadet, I wasn’t this popular.’‌

Anyway,‌ it’s the title​‌ that makes the⁠⁠ man.

I gave a wry‍ smile and kept‌ walking, leaving the​ girls behind.

“March⁠ flew by.”

The​⁠ air still carried‍ a faint scent​ of winter, quite​‌‌ chilly still. But‍ you could tell‍ spring equinox had​ already passed.

As‌ I walked, staring⁠ at the bare​​‌ branches of the⁠‍‌ trees, I unconsciously‍‌ pulled Murasame and‌ Eternal Frost from⁠ my clothes.

Slide.​​

I unsheathed them just⁠‍‌ a few centimeters.⁠‍‌ The blade came‍ out easily.

That​⁠‍ was because it‌ had worn thin.⁠

I had been sharpening‌⁠ it every time‍‍​ I had a spare moment. Eternal​⁠ Frost wasn’t made​ to be a weapon. It was‍⁠‍ just a very⁠‍⁠ expensive sashimi knife.⁠

‘I‍‌ still use it‍ because it was​⁠ a gift. Besides,​​⁠ I’ve never been⁠ the kind to⁠ throw away things⁠⁠‍ I grow attached​​‍ to.’

It’s‍‍ time to let‌‌ it go. It‍⁠‍ deserves it, after⁠⁠‍ all it’s done‍‍ so far.

“But‍ using only Murasame⁠ makes me feel​​‌ like I’m abandoning⁠⁠ my left hand.”​

Dual‍⁠​ wielding had become‍‌‍ my signature style.⁠‌ It wasn’t something‍ I chose willingly.⁠ If the chief‍​‍ had seen me,‍‌ he would’ve yelled‍ at me for​⁠ playing with knives,⁠‍​ but oh well.‌‌⁠

Since⁠‍ the class placement​‌‌ exam, I hadn’t‍‌ stopped using the⁠‍ dual style, and‍​​ now I couldn’t‍ feel comfortable with‍ just one blade.​

‘What⁠‍ should I do…?’‌⁠

Eternal​⁠ Frost had weakened‍​⁠ after so many‍​ battles. The fault‌⁠ was with its⁠‍‌ clumsy owner.

Finding⁠‍‌ a replacement wouldn’t‌⁠⁠ be hard. After​​ all, I was​⁠‍ a Seven Star⁠⁠ Hero. I could⁠ buy an S-rank‍ weapon with a single order.

“But​ I don’t want​ to.”

Like​​‍ I mentioned earlier—just‍‍ because something is‍​‍ good for others⁠ doesn’t mean it’s​‍​ good for me.​‌

In‍ fact, I value‌ the time shared‍ more than performance.⁠⁠

Whether‌ it’s S or‌ A-rank weapons, they​⁠ all feel the​ same to me.⁠‍ B-rank was already⁠ crossing a line.‍​⁠ And honestly, talking‌ about weapon ranks‌⁠‍ didn’t even make⁠‌ sense in my​ case.

After⁠⁠⁠ all, I’m the⁠‌ God of the​ Sword.

When⁠ a blade touches​ my hands, even​ a Daiso sashimi‍⁠ knife becomes an⁠‍‌ EX-rank weapon.

But⁠⁠​ this is just⁠‌‌ selfishness. A petty‌‌‍ wish to have​ a new sword​‍⁠ to replace Eternal‌ Frost.

And​ there’s one person‌​⁠ I can talk‌ to about this,​‌‍ openly and honestly.⁠

“Haven’t‍‌ heard his greeting​​​ in a while.”‌⁠

A smile slipped out.⁠‍

And‍‍‌ with that, I changed my direction.‌‍

***‌⁠

The⁠ blacksmith, Volundr.

To‍ users of Miracle⁠ Blessing M, he’s‌​​ a figure of‌⁠ love and hate.‍

At‌‍‍ least for me,​‍ though, the scale‍ tips more toward‍ “love” than “hate.”‍‌ Not to say‍ I feel no‌ resentment—I’m still a bit bitter over​‍ the time he​‍​ totally wrecked Murasame’s‌‌‌ classification.

He‌​‍ thinks he’s made⁠ up for it‍ by helping me⁠ so much since‌⁠​ then.

But​ Koreans never forget​ when someone gives⁠‌‍ them something and‍‍ then takes it⁠‌‍ back. That gets​ remembered for generations.‌

Clang!​​ Clang!

Loud⁠‌​ metal bangs echoed⁠⁠‌ through the air.⁠​

I hadn’t even entered‌​ yet, but I could already feel​‌ the floor shaking​​‌ from the vibrations.‍ What strength for​ a man in​ his seventies.

“You‍​⁠ here, ahjussi?”

Volundr‌ paused mid-swing, hammer‍​ held high. He​⁠​ squinted.

When​​‍ he recognized me,​ he raised both‍⁠ hands in cheerful‌⁠ greeting.

“What’s​ someone so important​⁠‍ doing in a humble place like‌‍⁠ this?”

“Yes,⁠ yes. I’ve graced​ your humble corner‍​‍ with my illustrious‌ presence.”

“You’re⁠‍‌ still as shameless​‌​ as you were‌⁠⁠ in your teens.”‍‌

“And​‍ you’re still the‍ same as always.‌⁠ Hope you’ll still‍​‍ be like this‍ in twenty or‌​ thirty years.”

He​ wiped off the‍‍‍ soot with a grin.

His​⁠⁠ muscular arms didn’t⁠​ look like those‌‌ of an old​‌⁠ man. The sweat‍⁠‌ gave them a special shine.

For​ some reason, that⁠​‍ made me happy.‌‌‍ Watching someone close​‍ grow old can⁠‌ be a heavy‍‍​ feeling.

Even‍ if I’m being​⁠ sentimental, I want⁠ Volundr to stay​‌‍ by my side​‍‌ for a long,​ long time.

I grabbed a chair‌⁠​ and sat down.​‍‍ Since I’d come​ unannounced in the‍ middle of his⁠‍ work, Volundr kept‍‍ hammering the metal.‍⁠

I watched as iron​​​ turned to steel⁠ while I spoke.⁠⁠​

“So‌​ how long do⁠​ you plan to​⁠‌ keep working in⁠‌ this forge? Volundr‍‍ Forge is at⁠​ its peak. You‍​ used to go​‌ on and on​‍ about money, and⁠​ now you’re still‌ hammering away.”

I said it out⁠​ of concern.

As‌​ a smith constantly‌ working with fire,‌ his eyesight was‍⁠⁠ getting worse by​​‍ the day. That’s​‍‍ why he hadn’t⁠‌ recognized me right‌​⁠ away.

“You​‍ used to wear​​ a suit and⁠ be called ‘President.’‍​ What made you​ come back to⁠​ the forge?”

“When​ I put it‍ on, I realized‌ it didn’t fit.”⁠​

Volundr⁠ quenched the steel‍‌ in water. The‍⁠ steam condensed in‍​‌ droplets along his​​​ wrinkles.

“Then⁠⁠​ at least take⁠ on an apprentice.⁠‍‍ It’s not good‍⁠ for someone your‍⁠ age to work‍‍ this hard.”

“If​‌⁠ you came here​‍ just to make⁠​ an old man⁠ feel useless, go​ back the way⁠‍ you came, Heavenly‌​​ Sword. When you’re⁠ old, there’s no‍‍‌ time to waste.”‍‌

“I’m​‍ saying this because​​‌ I care.”

“Instead‌ of worrying about​ me, worry about‍‍‌ the world. You’re‌‌ the one in‌ a position to‌ do that, Heavenly‍‍‌ Sword.”

Every‍ word from this‍ artisan carried immense​ weight. That’s how‍ the chief was,‌⁠ and so is‍‌ Volundr.

“Don’t‌⁠⁠ tell me someone⁠ as busy as​ you came here‍​⁠ just to say​‍ hi. What brought‍‌ you here? Don’t‌ waste my remaining​ seconds on pleasantries.”​

“…Sharp​ as ever.”

I had no choice‍‍ but to tell‌ him. Eternal Frost⁠ had reached the​‍ end of its​‌ life, and I needed a new‌​‌ weapon.

Volundr​‌ was indifferent about‌‌ small talk, but​‍ when it came‌⁠ to metal, his‍⁠‌ eyes lit up.​​ A blacksmith’s heart⁠​ never cools.

“Making‍​ a weapon isn’t​‌ hard. With my‍⁠‍ skill, I can‍⁠ make an S-grade⁠ weapon easily.”

He​⁠ didn’t stop hammering.‌⁠‍

“What⁠⁠‍ matters is the​ material. You worked‍‌‌ in a Japanese​‌ restaurant once, didn’t‌ you? What did‍​ the chef always​​​ say? Probably the​⁠ same as me.”‌

“Exactly‌‍ the same.”

He​ nodded, reminiscing.

“The‍​⁠ material has to​ be good. Even‌ if they call​‌ it S-grade, the‍‍⁠ quality depends on⁠⁠ what’s used.”

“What⁠ do you think‍‍ is the best‍​​ material for a weapon?”

“That’s​​​ a broad question,‍ so I can’t⁠​ give a single⁠‍‌ answer. But in​ my experience, there​‌⁠ are two main‍‌ criteria. First, it‍⁠ must be extremely​‌​ rare in this​‌ world. Second, it‍‍​ must be closely⁠ tied to life.”‍‍

To⁠​​ explain it better⁠⁠⁠ as an outsider—​

The‍ reason rarity matters‌‌⁠ is because the‍‍‌ world of Miracle​⁠⁠ Blessing M is​ based on a game (a mobile⁠​‌ gacha game).

Naturally,‍‍ rarer materials improve⁠ a weapon’s performance‍‍ more than common⁠‌​ ones.

While​ Volundr explained it​‍ in technical terms,‍‌‍ I interpreted it‌​ with gamer logic.⁠​⁠

He‍‌ also explained the‍​ second reason.

“A​⁠ weapon isn’t just​​ a blade.”

It‍‌⁠ was more like​ a living organism⁠ that responded to‍‌⁠ a hero’s unique‌​​ blessing.

The‍​ closer it is‌​⁠ to life, the⁠​ stronger the connection​‍ and synchronization with​‍​ the hero.

The⁠​ rarer and more‍ tied to life⁠‍‍ it is, the​‌ better the material.⁠⁠‍

“But‌​ finding something that‌ meets both conditions⁠ is extremely difficult.‍‌ The first one​​ alone is already​ tough. Dragon scales,⁠ for example, were‌‍‍ once a precious‍‍ material. But now​ that human-demon relations‌‍ have improved, they’re‌​‍ no longer rare.‍ There’s even smuggling.”⁠‌

A weapon needs an‍‍ aura of mystery.​ If it can​‍‌ be explained by⁠​ science or becomes​​​ too common, it⁠ loses that mystique.‍⁠ Even if the‍​ composition is the‌‌ same, its effect‌⁠‍ drops drastically.

“Hard⁠​‍ to imagine anything‍ rarer than dragon‌ scales.”

“Exactly.”‌⁠‌

Volundr⁠​ finally set down‍​‌ his hammer. He‍‌ sat beside me,​​​ refreshed himself with‍‍‍ some makgeolli, and‌⁠ sighed.

“Still,⁠​ nothing beats dragon‌‌ scales. So bring⁠⁠​ me at least⁠ one. I heard​ you have a good relationship with​‌​ the Dragon Lord.‍‌ Ask him for‌ a scale, even⁠ if it’s just‌​ one.”

“…And‌ what would you‍‌​ do if someone‍‌‌ asked for your⁠‌​ underwear?”

“I’d‍⁠ bash their head​ in with a hammer.”

“Then​ the dragon would‌ roast us with⁠⁠‌ fire breath.”

“Either​‍ way, dragon breath‍ isn’t much of⁠‍‌ a threat to​​​ you.”

“Just​‍⁠ when things were‌ calming between the‍ human and demon‍‌ worlds, I’m about‌​⁠ to ruin it⁠‌⁠ all.”

Volundr‍ joked lightheartedly.

“I’ve‌ always wanted to‌‍ forge a weapon​ with an ancient⁠ dragon’s scale.”

“You’re⁠⁠‌ practically endangering humanity‍⁠ out of greed.”⁠​

“What‌‍ danger? You’re here,‍​ aren’t you?”

He​⁠‌ said it like​‍⁠ it was nothing.⁠‌​ But without meaning⁠⁠ to, his words​‌ hit me deeply.‌‍‌

A world where even‍ non-heroes can live‍ in peace.

That’s​ why I live‍ so busily, constantly⁠ moving between the‌‍‍ human world and⁠​ the Demon Realm.‌​

‘…Wait‍ a second.’

The‌‌⁠ moment an idea⁠‌ struck, I voiced‌‌⁠ it.

“Hey,⁠‍⁠ could you use​‍ an egg as⁠‍ material?”

“If⁠‍ it meets those⁠​​ conditions, even cow⁠ dung could be​ weaponized.”

I ignored his sarcasm.‌‍

I immediately called Speedweapon.‍⁠⁠

***​⁠‍

At​‌‍ that moment, he⁠‍‌ was on a mission in Gehenna‌⁠‌ as a representative‌‌‌ of the Hero‍‌​ Association. In other‍ words, they had‍ sent him to‍ do the dirty​‌ work. And I was about to⁠‍ pile on even⁠ more.

When‍⁠ the call ended,​ Speedweapon looked visibly​‌‍ confused, and Deputy‍‍ Director Kim from‍‍​ the exploration team⁠‌‌ tapped him on‍ the shoulder.

“Who‍‍ called you, boss?”‍⁠

“Ah,⁠‍‌ ah. The President.​‍‍ No, Kang Geom-Ma.”‌​‌

“Huh?!”‌

Speedweapon‌ said it without​‌ thinking, and Kim​‍ quickly covered his​​‍ mouth with both‌‍​ hands.

“I’m…‌ I’m a fan!”‌​

“It’s‌ not that big⁠⁠ a deal.”

“No,‌⁠‌ I’m not talking‍‌ about you, boss.‍​ I’m a fan‌‍ of the Heavenly⁠​ Sword!”

“I​‍ hope you don’t⁠ forget it’s me⁠​ who evaluates your⁠‌​ performance, Deputy Director‍ Kim.”

Speedweapon‍ sighed so deeply‌‍‌ that even the​‌‌ weeds on the‍‌‍ ground seemed to⁠‍ bend over.

That‌‌ was Gehenna for‌⁠‌ you. A place​ so worn out‌​​ that even the⁠ grass wilted at⁠ a human sigh.‍⁠

“What‍ did the Heavenly‍‍⁠ Sword say?”

“He⁠ asked me to⁠​​ bring him something.”‌

He‌​‌ didn’t elaborate.

“Let’s‍⁠ prepare it right​​⁠ away.”

“Y-yes…”​

Kim​‌‌ didn’t ask for​⁠⁠ details. He hesitated‍⁠ a bit, then​​ wisely went off​‍​ to help prepare​‌​ the equipment.

Speedweapon‍⁠ looked around.

He‍‍‍ and his exploration‌‌⁠ team were setting‍‌ up camp. These​‌ weren’t the old-fashioned‍⁠‌ kinds of tents.⁠

They​​‌ had already established​ camps scattered throughout‍ various zones of⁠ the Demon Realm.⁠⁠⁠

“For‍‍‍ the president to​ have less work,‌⁠‍ the Hero Association‌⁠‌ needs to put​​ in more effort.”‌

He‍‌ murmured to himself,​ when, in the​‍​ distance, he spotted‍⁠ a black dot​‍⁠ on the horizon.‌ It was moving‌⁠ slowly, but clearly⁠‌​ heading toward them.‌

As‌ the silhouette became​ clearer, Speedweapon was⁠ startled. The others‍⁠​ didn’t seem to‍‌ have noticed yet.‌‌‌

He‌​ thought it was‍ a demon, but​‌​ as it got‌⁠‍ closer, he saw⁠ it wasn’t. The‍​ black dot was‍​ a human girl.‍‌‍

If‌ she had been‌​​ an elf, she‍​ would’ve had pointed‌​‌ ears; if a vampire, her skin‍​ would’ve been pale.⁠‌

Speedweapon‍‌⁠ was a healer.‍​ His blessing gave⁠​ him the ability‍⁠ to sense the⁠‍‌ difference between humans⁠‌⁠ and demons.

He​ extended his perception‌⁠ toward her, and‌​‌ the answer was‍​⁠ clear she was‍ human.

Speedweapon‌ was the first‍‍ to move. He⁠⁠ approached the girl‍ quickly and spoke​‍​ to her.

“A-are⁠ you okay? No,‍⁠ more importantly, why​​ are you here?”​⁠

The​⁠⁠ girl was wearing‌‍⁠ mismatched clothes, thrown‌​‍ on carelessly.

She‌ walked past without​⁠⁠ replying, but at⁠‍‍ his persistence, she‌‍ looked up.

When‍​⁠ their eyes met,‌‍‌ Speedweapon’s eyes went‍‍‍ wide open.

That⁠⁠‍ she was beautiful⁠‍ wasn’t the issue.‌ What mattered was‍‌ that her eyes‌​⁠ were identical to⁠ those of a “certain person” he⁠‌‍ had just spoken‌​ with on the‌ phone.

‘President…‍‌​ don’t tell me…!’​‍

Was‍‍ this the reason​‍⁠ he traveled so‌ frequently between the‍‌ human world and⁠​‍ the Demon Realm?‍

As​‍‌ Speedweapon put on‌ his best expression‍ of shock, the‍‌ girl’s perfectly shaped‍‍ lips began to​ move.

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