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Kaito Ashen says three words on a good day.
What he doesn't say: the city is full of cracks in reality, and something comes through them every night. What he doesn't say: the playing cards in his jacket pocket are gates, and what lives inside them answers only to him. What he doesn't say: he has been fighting alone for two years so the people he cares about never have to know any of this exists.
He was doing fine.
Then they started to see him anyway.
Cards of the Silent King

The hallway was crowded. Students rushed between classes. Lockers slammed shut. The noise was a constant hum. Kaito stood by his locker. He was putting books away. He was taking his time. He was waiting for the crowd to thin.


Ryota leaned against the wall nearby. He was spinning a pen. He watched the flow of students. He watched Kaito. He pushed off the wall when the bell rang. He walked over. He smiled. It was a bright smile. It did not reach his eyes completely.


Ryota said: "The arcade. There is a new machine. Fighting game. You owe me a rematch."


Kaito closed his locker. He turned the key. He put it in his pocket. He looked at Ryota. He saw the hope in the expression. It was small. It was fragile. Kaito felt the weight in his chest. It was heavier than the cards.


Chapter 68 - Ryota Says Later