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Do you still want to go and die?
Aruba's expression shifted rapidly, eventually settling on a morbidly resolute look.
"Of course I want to go."
He gave a twisted smile.
"The more dangerous, the better."
That way, killing him would feel more satisfying, wouldn't it?
Araya Sōren gazed at him silently, as if looking at a dead person.
"Whatever you want." (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and doesn't translate directly.)
He finally said.
"But don't expect me to save you."
"I don't need your help!"
Aruba straightened his back.
"When I return with that guy's and Aozaki Touko's heads, you'll see who the real powerhouse is!"
Araya Sōren did not respond, but turned and walked towards the altar deep in the room, clearly having lost interest in the conversation.
Aruba snorted coldly and strode towards the door.
Before leaving, he glanced back at Araya Sōren's retreating figure, his eyes filled with malice.
"Once I've dealt with them, you'll be next, Araya Sōren. No one can play me like a pawn forever."
The door was slammed shut, and the room fell silent once more.
Araya Sōren stood before the altar, her fingers gently tracing the intricate runes on it.
“Foolish Aruba.”
He whispered to himself.
"Your hatred and desires have made you so blind."
He looked up at the ceiling, as if he could see that unknown existence through the layers of buildings.
"But that's perfect... your death will buy me precious time."
He closed his eyes and began to chant ancient incantations in a low voice.
One by one, the runes on the altar lit up, emitting a dim light.
The entire room began to tremble slightly, as if some immense power was gathering strength.
Chapter 406 Accidents
At 7:00 a.m., in a villa in the Guanbuzi City villa district, sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows and onto the bed.
Shiraishikawa opened his eyes; the artificial biological clock was as precise as a machine.
He no longer needed sleep, such an inefficient form of rest, but stubbornly maintained the habit in order to preserve that pitiful sense of humanity.
"Well..."
A pale arm suddenly emerged from under the covers and wrapped around his waist. Sakura Mana had half her face buried in the pillow, her long, seaweed-like hair spread out in disarray.
"Just five more minutes of sleep..."
Shiraishi chuckled, running his fingers through her hair.
“That’s not what you said yesterday.”
Zhenming suddenly pulled the blanket over her head, her voice muffled.
"It's all because someone doesn't know how to control themselves!"
There was a rustling sound coming from under the covers. She suddenly peeked out, her emerald eyes narrowing.
"Mingming130 said he didn't need sleep, but he's more energetic than a human."
"Is this my fault?"
Shiraishichuan raised an eyebrow and pulled the person into his arms.
Zhenming screamed, and the two immediately rolled around on the bed.
During their playful fight, the strap of Zhenming's nightgown slipped down, revealing a bite mark that hadn't faded on her collarbone.
"Ceasefire! Ceasefire!"
Makoto, panting, raised her hands in surrender, but took the opportunity to lightly bite his Adam's apple.
"Five minutes as agreed."
Shiraishikawa looked at the humanoid pendant hanging on him like a koala and shook his head helplessly.
"The last time we said that, we slept until noon."
"That was an accident!"
Zhenming retorted confidently, but suddenly her expression changed.
"Wait, did you use the word 'we'? I was the only one sleeping, you were there the whole time—"
"Shhh."
Shiraishi suddenly covered her mouth, his gaze drifting towards the door.
Zhenming understood and reluctantly let go, rolling back to her own half of the bed.
The sound of porcelain clinking came from the kitchen.
Shiraishikawa put on his bathrobe and found Asagami Fujino frying eggs with her back to him.
The girl's shoulder-length black hair was loosely tied up with a ribbon, and the apron belt accentuated her slender figure at the waist.
"morning."
Shiraishikawa took out some milk from the refrigerator and casually asked.
"What about Shiki?"
Fujino's ears turned red instantly, and she almost dropped the shovel.
"Miss Shiki went back after finishing her breakfast."
She stared at the frying pan, too afraid to look up.
"I'll come back tonight."
Shiraishikawa paused as he poured the milk.
Is she angry?
"It's big, probably because..."
Fujino's voice grew softer and softer.
"Last night's...noise..."
The milk carton made a cracking sound as it was squeezed.
Shiraishikawa took a swig of iced milk expressionlessly, then looked at Fujino as if suddenly realizing something.
"You have very dark circles under your eyes."
"what!"
Fujino frantically touched her eyes, and the fried egg in the frying pan was flipped over.
"I...I slept very well!"
Shiraishi Kawa stared at her scalp, which was practically steaming, and decided to stop tormenting this easily embarrassed girl.
He finished his breakfast in a few bites and tapped the table.
"Eat skirt (three). $飼l;ng Saki Er Si Si Wan pack up and I'll take you to practice the Demon Eye."
Fujino's chopsticks fell onto the table.
The midday sun was unusually scorching.
In the back alley of the Guanbuzi City office area, the outdoor unit of the air conditioner hummed, and the hot air it emitted caused the air to distort slightly.
Shiraishikawa stood in the shadows, observing his surroundings with great interest.
"How come no one has discovered this place?"
He kicked away the aluminum can at his feet. The can rolled into the sunlight and immediately became hot to the touch.
Fujino nervously gripped the hem of her skirt.
"There are always blind spots like this in urban development... The parts connecting to the mountains are the most difficult to deal with, and they often end up being turned into green belts..."
"It reminds me of that bridge in Fuyuki City."
Shiraishikawa squinted.
"Unfortunately, it was blown up by some nouveau riche."
Fujino tilted her head, puzzled.
Shiraishi waved his hand and suddenly pointed to a drab four-story office building at the end of the alley.
"Do you see that building?"
"Eh?"
"Use your magic eye to try and break it."
Fujino's pupils contracted sharply.
She instinctively took a half step back.
"Mr. Shiraishi! That's a civilian building! And the precision required to distort inanimate objects..."
That's why we need to practice.
Shiraishi Chuan somehow appeared behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders.