Being a Person

Kurosaki Ichigo kept looking up at the night sky, then down at the asphalt beneath his feet. His hands repeatedly clenched and loosened, as though he had fallen into conflicted thought.

Fengjin simply watched quietly from the side, showing no intention of urging him.

He knew that this question was one of the most important choices Kurosaki Ichigo would ever face.

Second by second, time passed. Before they knew it, the two had spent half an hour in silence.

Finally, Kurosaki Ichigo let out a long breath and turned to Fengjin. "Sir, I've made up my mind."

Fengjin, who had been leaning against the wall...