"Then let's continue with the fusion. That way, you can put your plan into action sooner. No time to waste, right?"
Watching Chiba stand there across from him, stunned into silence, the "Chiba" opposite him still wore that gloomy calm expression. As though he had not noticed Chiba's astonishment, he merely spoke blandly.
There was not much emotional fluctuation in his words.
However, there seemed to be a trace of impatience mixed into them. The shadow with the texture of mist, which had stopped expanding, began extending toward Chiba again.
"W-Wait... are you really... really sure there's no problem? Are you brushing me off just so we can fuse faster?"
At this moment, seemingly noticing the movement of that mist-like shadow, Chiba hurriedly raised a hand to stop the "Chiba" across from him and spoke.
That's right! He must be brushing me off, just so he can fuse faster!
I don't know why he's in such a hurry to fuse, but he shouldn't have any ill intentions. Still, before I get everything straight, I can't just fuse with him in a muddleheaded way.
This is already a last stand, one final gamble. If it fails, then there will be nothing left.
At that moment, this thought flashed through Chiba's mind.
Right now, he could only interpret this "Chiba's" reaction with the words "brushing him off." Such a mad plan, yet he had no objections at all—it was as if Chiba had asked this "Chiba" to undertake a highly dangerous mission, and the other party had agreed without a second word, without even considering his own life or death.
He had agreed so quickly that it seemed as though he had not thought about it at all. No matter how Chiba looked at it, something was wrong.
"Heh..."
Hearing Chiba's words,