"What's wrong, Kyo? Why do you look sad again?"
Kyosuke lowered his head. He exhaled roughly, many times.
"You seem to be carrying a very heavy burden, Kyo. What's wrong, huh?" Arka asked again, starting to worry.
"I feel a little together with Ken, Bro Ar. In fact, when we were little we always spent time together. Even though the two of us had actually competed since childhood, in the end Kensuke won. Maybe, because he was an older brother so he also became number one Meanwhile, I've always been number two." Kyosuke spoke, his face still lowered.
Arka put his hand on Kyosuke's shoulder.
"So, you want Kensuke not to be around, so you can be number one?" Arka deliberately provoked Kyosuke's anger.
Kyosuke immediately threw Arka's hand that was on his shoulder.
"It's not like that, Bro Ar! I can't possibly have such petty thoughts! We came to this world together, so we'll die together later!" Kyosuke raised his voice.
