It was over.
Kagura Hikaru stepped out of the apartment and stood downstairs, taking a deep breath.
What he smelled was the scent of Tokyo night, a blend of loneliness and mugginess.
The planned schedule was already halfway completed.
What remained was to break up with Ayakoji Chiyoko.
By doing so, he could return to his usual calm life, no longer burdened by disgusting lies, not having to speak insincere words every day.
But this last step was the hardest.
He couldn't even guarantee that he wouldn't be killed by Ayakoji Chiyoko.
If she truly lost her mind, Kagura Hikaru probably wouldn't just sit and wait for death; he would definitely fight back.
He felt unexpectedly strong nostalgia for this world and didn't want to head to Naraku that early.
However, if he couldn't exchange it with his life, then how on earth should he pay back this emotional debt and affection...
Kagura Hikaru picked up his phone, intending to use the navigation to find the nearest tram station.
