The Last Meeting

As Fang Li watched the girl gradually walk toward him, he could not help feeling puzzled.

What was going on?

"How come it feels like you've changed somehow compared to before...?"

This should not have been Fang Li's imagination.

Ryougi Shiki, who was slowly making her way toward him, truly gave off a feeling that differed from before.

The Ryougi Shiki of the past had been cold and chilling, like a sharp blade that seemed to radiate killing intent at all times, giving people a sense of danger.

But now, Ryougi Shiki seemed much more restrained, possessing a rather profound air of mystery.

What exactly had caused this change?

"You noticed?"

Ryougi Shiki showed no surprise, merely saying it as though it were only natural.

"To be precise, it isn't me who's changing. It's you."

Fang Li was slightly startled at those words.

"You don't understand?" Ryougi Shiki looked directly at Fang Li and said, "I am the embodiment of all the deaths within your sea of souls."

With that, Fang Li understood.

"You mean my sea of souls is changing?"

That was why Ryougi Shiki, as the embodiment of the sea of souls, had changed as well.

That answer seemed to be the correct one.

"Haven't you more or less grasped the essence of 'yourself' already?" Ryougi Shiki curled her lip and said, "If so, isn't it only natural for your soul to change?"

Ryougi Shiki's words made Fang Li frown.

Indeed, Fang Li had more or less come to understand what was going on with his soul.

Though it was merely speculation, just as Ryougi Shiki had said, as time passed, Fang Li had gradually become increasingly certain of it.

Still, speculation was ultimately only speculation. Calling it comprehension would be stretching it; it was still somewhat hazy.