"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Makoto kept squeezing Kenshin tighter and tighter. "I'm sorry for not trusting you, for thinking you couldn't handle these emotions, I... I missed you so much, Kenshin."
Kenshin, after breaking free from the shock of Makoto's warmth, returned his embrace in the same way. Makoto's eyes widened in disbelief. "No, no, no, Kenshin... don't do this, I'm a despicable person. I don't deserve you."
"It's okay, Makoto... I still love you. My love for you has never faded."
"Ah... Kenshin, come on, what are you saying? I sent you to that vile Masaru. Because of me-"
"Thanks to you, I learned to deal with my own demons, and also... with Masaru's help."
"Well then, Kenshin, since you still love me and I love you, and with the other good news of getting rid of Masaru, how about we go back to the old days?" Makoto looked at Kenshin with teary eyes.
"Come on, Makoto, we don't need to go back to those days anymore. We can truly be heroes now."
"Hehe, that's my Kenshin... I missed you so much."
"I missed you too..."
As Kenshin placed his hands on Makoto's cheeks, Makoto blushed deeply. After a long time, the touch of Kenshin's lips against his own overwhelmed him like never before. Kenshin pressed his lips against Makoto's for a long moment.
"Hey, chosen hero, hate to break it to you, but there are some issues you need to deal with here."
Kenshin turned his head back to the two people still in the cell. "Which one do you want to deal with, Kenshin?"
"I think it's time for Kesh."
"Hahaha, what a noble feeling to have my life taken by the great chosen one. But don't worry, Gor, in the end, we're both going to the same place."
Gor fell silent as Kesh lay beside him, covered in blood.
"Hahaha, looks like you're the first to die, Gor." Kesh raised his head and looked at Kenshin. "Take my life, hero, just like I took your mother's." Kenshin nodded and clenched his fist. With a flurry of ice forming around him within seconds, Kesh was torn apart and scattered. Kenshin didn't feel relieved. After all, his deceased mother was still dead. But at least he had somewhat alleviated that anger within him. Now it was time to become the hero his mother would be proud of.
"Now what do we do, Kenshin?"
"We go back. To end this adventure."
Makoto nodded eagerly and linked arms with Kenshin. The time for the final battle was rapidly approaching.