The air inside the Sunken Ruins of Melusine was thick with the scent of salt and ancient, lingering magic. Hajime led the way through the labyrinth’s shifting halls, his guns drawn, but his focus was fractured. Beside him, Kaori Shirasaki moved with a hesitation that was uncharacteristic of the "Saint" of their class.
Finally, Hajime stopped. He turned to her, his crimson eye glowing with a clinical, almost brutal honesty. Arifureta_S2_05_Pro_ACB.mkv
Separated from Yue and the rest of the party by a sudden surge of illusory traps, the two were alone in a corridor that seemed to bleed ghostly images of a forgotten war. For Kaori , the silence between them was louder than the distant groans of the ruins. She watched Hajime’s back—the cold, efficient movements of a man who had survived the abyss by discarding his former self. The air inside the Sunken Ruins of Melusine
"Hajime-kun," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I... I'm sorry. If I hadn't let my breath slip when we were in the water, we wouldn't have been separated". Finally, Hajime stopped