Contender Of The Test.

*Creak*

Every reporter perked up their ears, and like hungry animals, they turned their bloodshot eyes towards the sound.

From the gaps of the metal gates, they saw a youth wearing heavy winter clothing exiting a mansion.

Their faces became thrilled as it was finally time for their promotions!

''Ichiro, please answer some questions!''

''Mr. Kurogami, are the rumors true that you assassinated Abyss?''

''Ichiro, we heard that you were the main reason for the Flight 447 incident. Is that true?!''

Only screams and shouts were heard as the reporters asked hundreds of questions in a span of ten seconds.

Ichiro rubbed his ears and stopped in front of the metal gates while dozens of microphones were before him.

He swiped the bangs out of the way of his eyes. His hair was getting longer, already reaching his neck.