Various hands appeared on him, holding him tightly.

The eyes all over the black mass were neatly opened, staring at the boy.

Accompanied by the murmur of various different sounds coming from my ears.

"stay……"

"...Aito..."

"……like……"

"……Love you……"

"……like……"

Even though he was being stared at by countless pairs of eyes, being held tightly by countless hands, and hearing all kinds of strange murmurs in his ears, the white-haired boy did not show any expression of crying or madness.

He even showed a gentle and sweet smile.

"I love you too, so please be quiet." He comforted him skillfully as if he had long been accustomed to it.

One by one, the hands retracted into the darkness, and each eye closed.

The whispering that seemed like a curse also disappeared.

There was only a dark, huge, and still squirming black shadow behind him.
Chapter completed!