touchnovel Chapter 195 ⥤ Use Full Strength Against This Old Man!
Chapter 195 ⥤ Use Full Strength Against This Old Man!
Chapter 195 - 195 ⥤ Use Full Strength Against This Old Man!Hearing the voice, the purple-haired boy looked up slightly confused, only to see a radiant smile, just like the first ray of sunlight on a spring day.
But he didn't lower his guard because of this. Instead, without any hesitation, he turned and ran. Born as a resident of the Rukongai, the first rule of survival was to stay away from strange people or things.
But before he could reach the shrine's entrance, he heard a voice from behind.
"Young man, do you really want to give up these delicious dried persimmons to be an ordinary person?"
For some reason, when he heard these words, the boy inexplicably stopped in his tracks, turning around warily to look at the smiling young man in front of the altar.
"Who are you?"
Akira smiled, "I am a messenger of the gods. Hmm, you could understand me as a god's enforcer, the kind who does all the dirty work."
The boy fell silent.
Although born in Rukongai and having seen all kinds of things, he was quite mature for his age and far smarter than children from ordinary families, knowing how to assess situations. But the other's words left him momentarily speechless.
Does God really exist in this world? If one had to say, those Shinigami living in the Seireitei would indeed seem like lofty gods to the people of Rukongai.
The boy carefully examined him — white haori, black inner garments, attire unlike the commoners of Rukongai...
"Shinigami?"
Akira nodded, then shook his head, pointing at the empty shrine behind him, explaining, "Not just a Shinigami. Regular Shinigami don't have the time to come to such a desolate place. I came here guided by a deity. He heard your prayer and specially sent me to save you. Tell me, what is your choice..."
As he spoke, he took out three dried persimmons and placed them in front of the boy.
"This one is gold, this one is silver, and this one is original."
Looking at the persimmons in front of him, the boy fell silent again.
Are messengers of gods this unreliable? These three dried persimmons don't have the slightest difference!
After thinking for a moment, the boy chose the original persimmon.
Seeing this, Akira wore a regretful expression, casually putting away the three dried persimmons, shaking his head as he came to the boy's side, familiarly placing his arm on his shoulder.
"Young man, although I don't know what you were thinking. But in times when you can't fill your stomach, the correct choice should be — Take them all!"
The boy looked up, his gaze toward this man somewhat bewildered. This bandit-like theory caused quite an impact on his young mind.
Akira stuffed all three dried persimmons into his hands and casually asked, "Do you remember what you prayed to the deity for earlier?"
The boy hesitated for a moment, then obediently said, "Sufficient food and water, and also... The meaning of living."
Due to the miraculous display of the person in front of him, he chose not to lie.
What if the other person really was a messenger of gods? Wouldn't lying offend him?
Although this young man didn't display strong oppression, standing with him gave a feeling that his life was in danger. It was as if the other person could crush him with just a stretch of his hand.
Akira nodded, "Quite modest wishes. Since that's the case, I'll reluctantly help you fulfill them. The first two are easy to solve; the key is the third one..."
He frowned in thought for a while, then looked at the boy again and asked.
"What do you think is the meaning of living?"
The boy silently shook his head. If he knew, he wouldn't have done something as childish as praying to a deity.
"It's simple — life doesn't necessarily have meaning." Akira frowned deeply, trying hard to
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