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Laito was ready to die. Undoubtedly, he had lived long enough, and experienced enough for him to be at peace with his demise. It would be nice to finally close his eyes and relax, to finally be done with whatever game had been set for him from birth. Yes, Laito had nothing against the idea of dying—
But wasn’t looking forward to it either.
And no way in hell was he going to die like this. Not at the hands of some corn-haired, lazy, perverted (he was far worse than himself! Surely others noticed how he treated their lovely little Bitch-Chan!), bastard who could rip him to shreds without a breaking a sweat. No, death could wait another day, and so could facing Shu.
“… Mm… No~. I don’t think my darling big brother can manage to stand up long enough to attempt to catch me, and besides, it was just a little kiss on the cheek. You left yourself open—You were practically inviting it!” He grinned. Grinned? He was smiling? Something akin to playfulness flashed in his eyes, and he couldn’t help but smile. He hadn’t had fun like this in… Well, he hadn’t had fun like this.