"I have to say, you really seem to have gotten used to this kind of life. Are you not planning to reclaim your own honor?" Kenichi Amamiya asked as he worked on the genjutsu in his hands, glancing at Ōtsutsuki Isshiki seated beside him. Ōtsutsuki Isshiki seemed like a completely different person now. His behavior and attitude had changed entirely, making him difficult to read. Kenichi Amamiya remained quite suspicious of someone like Ōtsutsuki Isshiki. After all, Ōtsutsuki Isshiki did not seem like someone willing to settle for an ordinary life. Yet he had become like this, which gave Kenichi Amamiya some other ideas. He even began wondering whether Ōtsutsuki Isshiki was putting on an act—pretending to be an ordinary person, or someone who had given up struggling, so that if anything went wrong later, no one would suspect him. But on second thought, that seemed unlikely. Ōtsutsuki Isshiki spent every day in this room, and even leaving required Kaguya Ōtsutsuki's permission. Right now, he seemed more like an animal addicted to illusion. Kenichi Amamiya even felt as though he were keeping a pet. After hearing Kenichi Amamiya's words, a trace of humanlike helplessness appeared on Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's face. Looking at Kenichi Amamiya, he cursed inwardly. Did this guy really not know why I had become like this? If it were not for Kenichi Amamiya and Kaguya Ōtsutsuki, how could I possibly have accepted such a fate? Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's mouth twitched, but he did not voice his thoughts. To Kenichi Amamiya and Kaguya Ōtsutsuki, he was nothing more than a toy now, so he did not dare test what Kenichi Amamiya truly thought of him.
"What honor is there to reclaim? From the moment Kaguya Ōtsutsuki defeated me, I knew I no longer had any chance. Besides, haven't I already