"So... predictable." The masked Demon displayed a smile, unclear whether it was self-mockery or mockery of others, possibly both. For one, he had thought too simplistically; secondly, Yato had been manipulated far too deeply.
Just like a young elephant tied to a tiny wooden stake, unaware that it had grown much stronger over time, making it easy to break free from the rope and uproot the stake.
Yet the young elephant was oblivious to this fact, not realizing that it was no longer a mere elephant, that the tiny stake and rope could no longer restrain it...
It wouldn't even conceive the idea of direct resistance anymore.
"Very good, looks like the result is decided. Let's congratulate this B... ahem, congratulate this contestant, Fujisaki Kouta, on his beautiful win in the first contest."
A visible whirlwind swept onto the stage, suddenly stopping, as the Demon host in a white suit and green mask reappeared.
