Chapter 2:Don't Tell Her

　　"Ayaka, I am going to die." he said.

　　Die?

　　Ayaka Kamisato froze.

　　Silence.

　　He spoke of his death so calmly, as if he were talking about someone else's business.

　　Would the Hash Kuni die?

　　For the people of Inazuma, it was an unimaginable thing.

　　In their hearts, the Hashi kuni had become a symbol... like the symbol of eternal, no matter how dark the times, as long as the Hashi kuni was still there, Inazuma was still there.

　　The Hashi kuni had been with them for so long that they had forgotten that the Hashi kuni was also a mortal\ and would eventually leave them.

　　"...You wouldn't," her head lowered and her eyes slightly red. "You wouldn't have any problems."

　　"Was she still not coming out?" Kiyonoya Raimei asked with a smile.

　　Ayaka Kamisato remained silent, biting her lip and looking down.

　　The "she" he was referring to was the lord of Inazuma, Narukami ——Beelzebul.

　　They had not seen each other for a hundred years, and this was his only regret.

　　Everything had started because of the "Sakoku Decree" and the "Vision Hunt Decree."

　　Ei had issued the Sakoku Decree, and Kiyonoya Raimei had opposed it. From that moment on, the disagreement had arisen, and the distance between them had grown wider and wider.

　　Or perhaps even earlier, the disagreement had already arisen from the death of her sister.

　　With the intervention of Snezhnaya, in the last hundred years, their disagreement had deepened, and the Vision Hunt Decree had been implemented.

　　Kiyonoya Raimei had finally openly defied the Narukami's orders, and had even resigned from his position as the shogun.

　　On one side, they had been sulking, and on the other side also followed along to sulk. Beelzebul had never seen Kiyonoya Raimei again, nor had she ever come out of the

　　Plane of Euthymia.

　　Who would have thought that her stubbornness would last a hundred years?

　　What a childish Archon.

　　Did she still think he was a strong young man?

　　He was going to die.

　　Human beings are both wonderful and tragic.A hundred years ago, he was still lively and vigorous, but a hundred years later, he was old and frail, walking towards his grave.

　　Seeing the silence from the Hashi kuni, Kamisato Ayaka became more and more flustered.

　　She anxiously waved her hand and explained:

　　"That's because...Shogun doesn't know your current situation, but as long as you tell her, she will definitely come to see for..."

　　Kamisato hesitated, unable to say "last meeting". After a while, she said in a heavy voice:

　　"She will definitely come to see you."

　　"I'll go, I'll go to meet the Shogun, I'll go..."

　　"Hmph, just a fake person. Why bother finding her?" Kiyonoya Raimei snorted lightly.

　　Silence.

　　"For warriors who seek eternity, a hundred years are so brief and small," Raimei said. "I won't bother her because this is her dream, and I don't want to make her sad."

　　"Promise me, don't tell her about my thing."

　　This was just one of the reasons. The other reason was that he didn't want someone to be at his bedside, watching him die.

　　Then he simply could not bring himself to leave

　　Such a death was too ignominious

　　Kamisato clenched her fingers tightly, her nails deeply embedded in her flesh.

　　Raimei took out a letter from his pocket. "If she asks about me after I'm gone, please give her this letter."

　　"...Okay." Kamisato said sadly.

　　"Don't be sad. Girls should smile more often." Raimei smiled.

　　"I am satisfied. The mission of this body is also completed. It's good for her, and good for Inazuma. I have no regrets."

　　The snow outside the window grew heavier again, fluttering about.

　　The snow weighed down on the pine and cypress trees, gradually slipping down, dropping a large piece of snow water onto the mottled weeds, slowly melting.

　　"Let me die alone." He said.