Dead silence.
In the narrow Agency, the air seemed to have solidified.
Tendou Kisara just stood there.
Her black sailor uniform made her gradually paling complexion look particularly conspicuous.
Tendou Kisara stared fixedly at Satomi Rentaro.
It was as if she was meeting this person for the first time.
The light in her eyes went out bit by bit, finally turning into a cold, dead ash.
"Give it up?"
"A normal person's life?"
After a long time.
Tendou Kisara twitched the corners of her mouth and let out a short, cold laugh.
"Ha..."
"Are you kidding me?"
At this moment, the suppressed anger finally exploded.
"My parents died right in front of me! Have you forgotten that tragedy?!"
"My kidney is gone! You also lost an arm and a leg! You've become... like this!"
"And now you're telling me... to give up?"
"They were my parents, Rentaro!"
"How could you... how could you say such a thing?!"
By the end, Tendou Kisara's voice was already trembling.
It was the pain of being stabbed in the back by the person she trusted most.
She had originally thought that even if the whole world opposed her, even if the whole world thought she was a lunatic or a demon.
At least.
Satomi Rentaro would stand by her side.
Would support her unconditionally.
But in the end...
Even he...
"I'm tired, Sister Kisara."
Satomi Rentaro's voice began to carry a deep sense of exhaustion.
"This endless revenge... it's truly exhausting."
"And."
"I've already decided..."
"I've officially passed the Civil Security exam..."
"The IISO will be assigning an Initiator to me soon..."
"I heard she's a good kid..."
"From now on..."
"I might have to focus more of my energy over there..."
After saying that.
Satomi Rentaro lowered his head and pulled a crumpled document, which had clearly been clutched for a long time, from his pocket and placed it on the table.
"..."
Tendou Kisara stared at the thin sheet of paper on the table.
At that moment.
Tendou Kisara felt like a joke.
Here she was, squeezing every drop of life out of her body for the sake of revenge and their future, honing her sword skills day and night.
"For money..."
Tendou Kisara murmured under her breath, suddenly finding it all incredibly absurd.
"I suppose so."
"After all, right now, I can't give you anything except this hatred."
"I can't even afford the rent..."
"I'm just a burden..."
"Sister Kisara, that's not what I meant..."
Satomi Rentaro seemed to sense that something was wrong with Tendou Kisara's tone and tried to explain.
But.
"Get out."
Tendou Kisara snapped her head up, her slender hand pointing straight toward the door.
In those narrow eyes that usually held a smile or a hint of girlish charm when facing him, there was now only a layer of ice.
—The gaze of someone who had gone mad.
"Sister Kisara..."
"Get the hell out!"
"Get out!!!"
With that.
Tendou Kisara grabbed the folder beside her and, with all her strength, hurled it at Satomi Rentaro.
"Rustle—!"
Papers flew everywhere.
Like snowflakes drifting through the air, they carved an insurmountable chasm between the two.
Satomi Rentaro didn't dodge, letting the documents hit him and then slide powerlessly to the floor.
Looking at Tendou Kisara's nearly broken and hysterical state, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something to salvage the situation.
But in the end.
Satomi Rentaro still said nothing.
He just gave Tendou Kisara a long, deep look.
A look filled with apology and helplessness.
Then.
He turned around.
And walked out the door.
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut.
That loud bang felt like a heavy blow to Tendou Kisara's heart.
Inside the empty agency office.
At that moment.
It felt as if the entire world had been shut out.
Leaving Tendou Kisara all alone.
Standing amidst the mess on the floor.
As the echo of the slammed door lingered.
Tendou Kisara seemed to have all her strength drained away; her once upright posture instantly collapsed.
She opened her mouth.
Wanting to call out to that retreating figure.
Wanting to say she had just been acting on impulse.
Wanting to say, "Don't go."
But.
Her throat felt as if it were stuffed with cotton, unable to make a sound.
Even worse—
"Ugh—!!!"
A violent pain, as if her internal organs were being torn apart, suddenly erupted from Tendou Kisara's abdomen.
Her body, which had lost its kidney function, finally went on strike completely under the strain of such intense emotions.
"Urgh..."
Tendou Kisara's body trembled, her legs gave way, and her knees hit the floor instantly.
She doubled over in pain, her sword falling to the floor with a "clang" as she clutched her abdomen tightly, curling into a ball.
Cold sweat quickly drenched her back.
Her black sailor uniform clung tightly to her body.
Outlining Tendou Kisara's slender form as it trembled uncontrollably from the pain.
That's right.
This was the price.
For the sake of revenge, she had sacrificed her healthy kidneys.
For the sake of this ultimate killing sword style, she had overextended her already broken body.
Now...
The retribution had arrived.
"Ha... ha..."
"Ren... Rentaro..."
Tendou Kisara gasped for air, every breath feeling like she was swallowing shards of glass.
Her vision began to blur, and her consciousness started to fade amidst the agonizing pain.
She painfully reached out a hand, clawing toward the door.
Her fingertips were trembling.
Subconsciously.
Even in her most vulnerable moment, Tendou Kisara still called out that name.
However.
Now.
The agency office was empty.
Only the setting sun shining through the window cast a long shadow.
Despair.
Swept in like a tide, completely submerging Tendou Kisara.
"You bastard..."
Finally.
Two streams of tears couldn't help but fall from Tendou Kisara's phoenix eyes, which remained stubborn even in pain.
They dripped onto the floor, splashing.
"Anyone..."
"Help me..."
"I can't die yet..."
Tendou Kisara's consciousness was about to sink into darkness.
Just then.
"Hum—"
Inside the originally empty agency office.
Space suddenly began to ripple strangely.
A pitch-black vortex emerged out of thin air.
Then.
A long, powerful hand reached out from the vortex.
Then, a handsome boy with black hair and black eyes, looking like a celestial deity, slowly stepped out.
—It was none other than Heimer, who had crossed over from another world.
As it happened.
Heimer had just landed and hadn't even had time to survey his surroundings.
When his gaze was drawn to the black figure curled up on the floor.
[High-Potential Candidate]
[NO.1]
[Tendou Kisara]
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