The thoughts echo in Kaito's mind as he contemplates the mug of mead before him. It seems the alcohol has made him more contemplative than usual. The duality between his intentions and the circumstances that pushed him down these questionable paths was weighing on him like a burden.
However, these thoughts finally go away when Kaito notices the Duelist approaching again, but now with his friends.
The confident smile on the boy's face indicates that the conversation was promising.
"Friends, allow me to introduce you to the one who proposed this mission for us." The Duelist says, his tone of voice denoting a certain degree of wry respect. "His name... his name is.... What's his name again?" He whispers.
"Kaito."
"His name is Kaito and he is a..."
"Swordsman."
