"A sword is just a sword, nothing more to it."
With that, Kiryu twirled the sword, holding the Vishnu in a reverse grip, and sheathed it.
"..." Aoto couldn't help but gaze at Kiryu with a peculiar look.
A family sword with such a heavy burden of death... how did you end up with such a sword?
Thinking of this, Aoto couldn't help but speak to Kiryu in a complicated tone:
"Boss Kiryu, you're even more mysterious than I anticipated..."
"Could it be that 'Mamiya Kurō' isn't your real name either?"
"Am I unwittingly apprenticing under someone with an extraordinary true identity...?"
Kiryu smiled faintly... saying nothing, he cast a meaningful glance at Aoto and then said softly:
"My life up to now may not have been grand, but it's been quite a rollercoaster."
"I've met many remarkable people and experienced many things that would sound unbelievable to ordinary folk."
"When there's a chance, I'll gradually tell you about my past stories."
