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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.

But Kaori couldn't stop. The phantom images of the ruins—visions of people torn apart by the "games" of a cruel god—mirrored the turmoil in her own heart. Every time she looked at Hajime , she saw the person she failed to protect. Every time she saw him with Yue , she felt a hollow ache of inferiority. Arifureta_S2_05_Pro_ACB.mkv

The truth was cold, but it acted like a splash of freezing water, clearing the illusions that had begun to crowd Kaori's mind. She realized that her love had become a chain of self-pity. To truly stand beside Hajime , she didn't need to be Yue ; she needed to stop being the girl who was sorry for existing. The air inside the Sunken Ruins of Melusine

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. But Kaori couldn't stop