The Conqueror of Flames - Shizue Izawa

"After their initial meeting, Aizen and Shizue decided to move to a serene forest on the outskirts of Ingrassia. The dense canopy of ancient trees and the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze provided the ideal setting for their private discussion.

They walked in silence for a while, with Shizue leading the way through the forest she was familiar with. The tranquil surroundings offered a sense of calm, allowing them to speak freely away from prying eyes and ears.

In a small clearing, dappled with sunlight filtering through the leaves, Shizue turned to Aizen.

Shizue: "Here, we can talk without any unwanted interruptions. Now, please, tell me more about what you meant back there. How can you save me and the children from our dire fates?"

Aizen's thoughts resonated with his companion.

<<Affirmative >>

"Thank you for bringing us to this peaceful place. Shizue, the truth is that I've come here to obtain your loyalty. You possess something I desire, and I have something that can help you cure the children and save yourself. The choice is yours."

Shizue looked thoughtful, a mix of hope and doubt in her eyes.

"To obtain my unique skill? How can you do that, and what's in it for me? I've tried everything to find a solution for the children, and nothing has worked. And how do you know all this about me?"

Aizen understood her skepticism, but he had his reasons.

"I can understand that anyone would be startled by such an offer, but I seek a possible candidate for the <True Hero's Egg> by my side rather than seeing you succumb to despair. I've done my research, and I know your unique circumstances."

"I understand your doubts, Shizue. I assure you, your trust won't be misplaced. I need you, and in return, I will resolve the children's issues and your own. The choice is yours."

With a sense of necessity and a glimmer of hope, Shizue nodded.

"Very well, Aizen. I will trust you, but you must promise to explain everything and provide a solution for the children. They deserve a chance at a better life, and I will do whatever it takes to make that happen."

Aizen was both relieved and determined.

"You have my word, Shizue. Let's start with you. I'll remove the cursed spirit and save you, ensuring you have a second chance. This will act as an assurance that I can also save the children."

Shizue was taken aback by his offer.

"No, it's useless. I may not look it, but I am quite old. The moment I lose Ifrit, I will die of old age. My body won't be able to handle the strain of losing Ifrit. I don't want to be saved. I just want to save the children and find a place to die. I hold nothing but spite for this world. I can't bring myself to hate it, for I have had many good experiences in it. And I feel the same way about the man who summoned me to this world, Leon Cromwell. Nothing but spite. The only thing keeping me moving forward is the children I used to teach at the Freedom Academy."

Aizen was moved by Shizue's pain and determination.

"I think you've misunderstood me. When I say I want you in return for saving the children, I mean I want you alive, not dead. I can remove Ifrit and help you avoid death at the same time."

Shizue blushed at his words but was left with questions about his true intentions.

Before she could ponder it further, a sudden voice echoed in her mind, and everything went blank.

"Devour her. Gluttony."