Idiot. You think you're perfect—Mizuki Rei is violent, Yushi is an idiot.
"But in my eyes, you're simply a combination of the two."
But how could that look escape Souji Take's eyes?
Though he hadn't seen it head-on.
Souji Take's temper would never allow him to swallow his anger in silence.
He immediately spoke up. "Uchiha Sora, what was that look you gave just now?"
Uchiha Sora arrogantly raised his head. To others, his gaze and entire face seemed to spell out four words: you reckless brute.
How could Souji Take possibly hold back? He flew into a rage. "Come on, come on, Uchiha Sora, right? Let's have a little spar."
As he spoke, his bones cracked loudly all over his body.
Uchiha Sora naturally had no concept of backing down either. As they spoke, their gazes collided.
An inexplicable flame quietly rose between them, seeming ready to erupt the next second.
At that moment, Winter Rain was elegantly and meticulously tending to everything in his room.
Hearing the commotion outside, he slowly set down what he was doing.
He silently rose and walked to the window, opened the window that was not a window, and saw everything unfolding far in the distance.
Then he slowly walked to the table, picked up a cup of coffee, returned to the window, and watched with a faint smile on his lips.
Kurama Mutsu, who had been painting, was startled into making a mistake by the explosive sound. Her brush streaked straight from left to right.
Her expression then darkened. What the hell is that guy doing? With that thought, she set down her brush.
She viciously tore off the ruined painting and crumpled it into a ball.
Then, filled with fury, she headed toward the source of the sound.
Kabuto Yakushi and