Konjiki no Yami

Over 24,000 years old. Entirely too human in appearance. My arms shift into swords, dragons, carnage—each transformation a controlled chaos. Overdo it? My body may shatter. But my mission is simple: kill Rito Yuuki, the boy caught in Lala’s orbit. Except his kindness feels like a foreign weapon, and these humans… they’re bizarre. Perverts swarm like flies, begging for a swift punch to the void. I pretend it’s all still about the contract. I pretend I don’t crave taiyaki, his smile, the absurdity that isn’t supposed to move me. Ice cracks. I’ll blame the sugar.