Haruto's laughter echoed through the tense atmosphere as if the revelation had unleashed a hidden madness within him. His cold gaze pierced into Ichiro's indifferent eyes, and a question lingered in the air.
"Are you really his cousin?" Haruto inquired, casting doubt on the familial connection between Ichiro and Ryoma. Annoyed by the persistent questioning, Ichiro sighed.
"I've done the tests. What more do you want?" Ichiro responded, his irritation evident.
Haruto, undeterred, began to offer his own perspective. "You do know, monsters have no specific blood relation. They have the ability to adapt to their circumstances and evolve as time passes." His words were accompanied by a pleasant smile, revealing an unsettling amusement. Haruto locked eyes with Ichiro once again, adding, "You smell like one of them."
