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Kaito:  Torture Princess There existed something that Kaito Sena had never thought about. It was something he’s stubbornly ignored time and time again. For instance, there were all the people who’d been forcibly turned into underlings. For instance, there were the people whose pain had been used to pacify a demon. For instance, there were the paladins who had eaten demon flesh, either by force or by stupidity. In other words, innocent victims. Kaito had killed them, hoisting a flag of mercy all the while. Because he’d known that there was no other way to save them, he hadn’t so much as hesitated. Despite its hypocrisy, the act itself had been compassionate. However, therein lay room for a question to arise. It was a question related to an instance that had yet to occur, one that Kaito had purposefully avoided thinking about. What if, hypothetically, one of the victims was someone Kaito knew well? Would it still be so easy for me to kill them, claiming that there weren’t any other options? Could he, Kaito Sena, do that? Or was the reason he’d been able to avoid hesitating merely because the victims hadn’t meant anything to him? …It’s the latter. Now Kaito could be sure of that. That was the plain truth of the matter. Even so, he still didn’t believe that he’d been in the wrong. Someone you knew would invariably be more important to you than someone you didn’t. That was just how the world worked. And at the same time, killing someone, even someone who meant nothing to you, was hard on a person. It wasn’t as though Kaito was a homicidal maniac or something. In order to save someone who was constantly suffering, though, someone else necessarily had to get their hands dirty. Suffering an eternity of pain was a cruel thing indeed. Because he believed that, Kaito had drenched his hands in blood. Doesn’t it make it blasphemous if I can’t do the same now, then? “I did it to you all, but I can’t do the same to someone I know.” Was he really going to face the mountain of corpses he’d piled up and say that? It would be complete and utter bullshit. And it would be deeply, deeply unforgivable. But of course, Kaito Sena already knew all that. Back in the real world, that entire train of thought had gone through his mind in the space of a blink. As he returned to his senses, Kaito channeled mana into the soles of his feet, propelling himself back on his own strength. Not a second later, Izabella’s forearm shattered the icy ground before him. He landed a hairbreadth beside Hina, who had almost taken off at a run.
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Hina:  As she breathed a sigh of relief, a heartbroken light passed through Hina’s eyes. "Master Kaito… I understand how you feel, but…"
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Kaito:  "Huh? …Oh." It was then that Kaito first realized that his hand was outstretched and had been for some time.