Blayn's original plan was to take Seryu with him to assassinate the drug smugglers and, in the process, announce the existence of the Akatsuki Organization to the world.
After all, he hadn’t founded the Akatsuki Organization just to hide away in the Seiga Caves. Its ideals needed to be known, or else there was no point in creating it in the first place.
Of course, this would inevitably draw threats from the Honest regi, but Blayn wasn’t afraid of that.
However, there was one issue—Kuro was coming with them to the Imperial Capital.
"That’s fine."
Blayn agreed without hesitation. There was no downside to bringing Kuro along, and having an extra reliable fighter was a definite advantage.
They traveled together on a flying Danger Beast.
Just like last ti, Kuro sat on Blayn’s lap. Her smooth, practiced movent made it seem like she had already gotten used to it.
"Hug ."
Even her request was much more direct than before.
"Alright, alright."
Blayn was indulgent when it ca to Kuro. As long as her requests weren’t unreasonable, he had no problem agreeing to them.
As before, he gently wrapped his arms around her waist.
Watching this, Seryu once again felt that strange sensation creeping up on her.
But this ti, it wasn’t just the tightness in her chest—there was also an unexpected... loneliness?
She lightly pinched the collar of her shirt, her expression dimming slightly.
She felt like there was sothing wrong with her. That’s why she didn’t want to ntion it to her master.
She was an enforcer of "justice." If sothing this trivial could shake her emotions, wouldn't her master be disappointed in her?
And yet... she couldn't ignore her instincts.
She didn’t want to sit there alone.
Getting up, Seryu walked behind Blayn and slowly leaned against him, resting her back against his.
"Seryu?..."
Blayn was montarily confused.
"...”
Seryu didn’t answer. Embarrassed, she just quietly pressed against him, unwilling to explain herself for fear of disappointing her master.
Since she didn’t respond, Blayn chose not to push the matter.
Maybe she didn’t sleep well last night and was just tired. That was the most reasonable explanation, he thought.
Kuro, though she didn’t turn to look, understood what had just happened.
She could be selfish at tis, often acting on her own whims, but in this instance, she said nothing.
Besides, Commander Seryu’s naïveté made her feel a little sorry for her.
At this mont, Blayn had Kuro sitting on his lap while Seryu leaned against him from behind.
To be honest, any normal person would start feeling uncomfortable after a while in this position. But with his body enhanced by System Points, Blayn didn’t feel the slightest discomfort.
Still, a thought crossed his mind—was Kuro getting a little too close to him?
Seryu was fine, aside from acting a little odd earlier.
"Kuro, you know... I’m still a guy. Don’t you think it’d be better to keep a little distance from ?"
Blayn spoke to Kuro seriously.
The mont she heard this, Kuro froze. The hand reaching into her snack bag for a cookie stiffened, and her expression darkened slightly.
For a brief mont, she was completely silent. Then, in a soft but pointed voice, she muttered, "Commander... are you an idiot?"
"Huh? What makes you say that?"
Blayn was completely baffled.
He was just offering so well-intended advice—why was she reacting like this?
"An idiot is an idiot!"
Kuro seed genuinely upset, her small lips puffing out in frustration. She sulked, refusing to explain.
She had assud that by now, Blayn would have realized how she felt. But instead, he went and said sothing like that, making it obvious that he was still completely clueless.
The more oblivious he was, the harder it was for her to co out and say it directly.
Since Kuro remained silent, Blayn could only sit there, thoroughly confused.
If even Blayn didn’t get it, then Seryu had no chance of understanding.
That strange feeling she had earlier had completely disappeared once she got closer to her master. Now, as she listened to the conversation between Blayn and Kuro, she felt like they were speaking an entirely different language.
…
After so ti, the flying Danger Beast carrying the three of them landed a short distance from the Imperial Capital.
They couldn’t just ride the Danger Beast straight into the city—that would be far too conspicuous.
From there, they proceeded on foot. With their abilities, scaling the city walls undetected was a simple task.
Blayn, Seryu, and Kuro all possessed physical capabilities beyond that of normal humans.
After infiltrating the Imperial Capital, the three of them imdiately made their way to the target location.
"According to the intel we have, the target is located in the Red-Light District of the Imperial Capital. The exact spot is... over there."
Standing on a rooftop overlooking Red-Light District, Blayn, clad in his Red Cloud Robe, extended his index finger, pointing toward their destination.
Seryu and Kuro stood beside him, also dressed in Red Cloud Robes.
This mission wasn’t just about assassinating drug dealers—they were also here to spread word of Akatsuki's existence. Naturally, wearing their Red Cloud Robes was a must.
Below them stretched the most infamous district of the Imperial Capital, a place that, to put it bluntly, could make anyone blush and their heart race.
Given the level of their opponents, a detailed battle plan wasn’t necessary. The drug dealers weren’t particularly strong.
Blayn led Seryu and Kuro straight into the secret base where their targets were hiding.
It was a large, standalone mansion, heavily guarded by n in suits and sunglasses, all ard and patrolling the periter.
If any outsiders were caught trespassing, these guards would undoubtedly intervene—or even attack outright.
But against Blayn and his group, this so-called security was aningless. These guards weren’t even Teigu users.
As the trio moved past them, the only thing the guards registered was a sudden gust of wind. By the ti they turned around, not even a shadow remained, leaving them to assu it was just their imagination.
In the blink of an eye, Blayn had led Seryu and Kuro into an attic space above their targets. The sounds of the drug dealers talking below were clear to them.
However, inside the attic, Blayn unexpectedly ran into two familiar faces...
Sheele and Mine.
At that mont, Sheele and Mine had also heard a faint, unusual noise. When they turned around, they were t with the sight of Blayn and his team.
Kuro was a face they recognized, but for Seryu, this was their first eting.
"!!"
Both Sheele and Mine were caught off guard. Sheele remained relatively composed, while Mine barely managed to suppress a startled reaction.
On the other side, Blayn and Kuro were equally surprised. Running into Sheele and Mine here was beyond coincidence.
But after a mont of thought, the reason beca obvious—Night Raid must have accepted a contract to take out the sa targets, which was why Sheele and Mine were here.
Even so, the timing was uncanny...
Since Seryu didn’t know Sheele and Mine, her first instinct was to assu they were enemies. Without hesitation, she drew her sword, her killing intent flaring.
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