Seiya watched in silence as Hayne’s sinister smile gradually grew wider as he stared at the gridded list of high personalities on the projected wall.
Turning to Seiya, Hayne wiped off his grin and walked over, squatting in front of him.
"These, Seiya," he swept a hand over the projected list. "..are the people you’re going to register with your eyes today," he stated, gazing up at Seiya.
"But before that," he continued. "I want to know your say in all these," Hayne’s gaze softened, peering into Seiya’s with a hint of uncertainty.
Raising his brow in question, Seiya asked. "About what?"
Hayne’s head almost crashed into the chair’s arm at Seiya’s question, feeling the boy had not at all been listening to him.
Sighing with a tense smile, Hayne began. "I an regarding this whole revenge plans," he paused then continued. "I might’ve been coming off too strong on you, deciding everything you do without eve—"
"You—" Seiya cut in, halting Hayne mid-speech. "Though it is true that you are the one who decide most things that happen, acting like the leader," Seiya casted his gaze low at Hayne whose breath hitched, anticipating where Seiya was heading with his words. "You’ve never once forced to do what I don’t want to do," Seiya continued.
"More like, you cannot force to do what I don’t want to do," Seiya clarified in a stern tone. "All that I do…all that you ask to do, I do because at the mont, you seem to know more than I do, which I acknowledge." Hayne’s heart pounded louder every second as he listened intently to Seiya with undivided attention.
"I’ve never felt forced by you or anyone…. I an," Seiya paused, resting his elbow on the chair’s arm while raising his hand to support his temple as his gaze settled on Hayne. "I can just kill you if you prove forceful," Seiya blurted sternly, striking Hayne numb and frozen.
He returned Hayne’s wide-eyed stare of shock with a blank stare, unbothered by his reaction. Hayne remained in shock for several monts before his tightened expression loosened, forcing a tense nervous smile at Seiya.
"After all," he continued. "Death is the solution to every problem," Seiya declared with stern authority. Continue reading stories on .Côm
Cold sweat beaded Hayne’s face as he chuckled awkwardly at Seiya, mulling things over in his mind. He was putting himself in check since he seed to have forgotten how ruthless this new Seiya could be, his twisted view of things. But Seiya’s words had just given him a reality check and he was glad.
I need to tread more carefully around him. "Heh…heh…heh," he chuckled nervously at Seiya.
"Right?" Hayne asked rhetorically, smiling wide at Seiya.
"Yes, so get on with it," Seiya declared.
"Yes sir!" Hayne exclaid, dramatically throwing a salute.
"There are fourteen people in total on this list," Hayne began, turning to the projected screen. "But this isn’t the total number of everyone involved. Most of them rarely showed themselves while so haven’t even shown themselves at all, they’re discreet, so I don’t know them all yet," He explained.
"Among these fourteen people, four are the ones you were forced to entertain years ago—though you may not rember. Ten of them hold high-ranking positions in the governnt, while the remaining four serve as council mbers in the Saviors of Humanity Association Academy. They are well-backed by powerful figures, so we’ll need to plan carefully before making a move against them.
"Mind you," Hayne paused, turning to Seiya, "I’m not showing you this list so you can hunt them down imdiately, no. One of the reasons I want you to rember these nas and people is so you’re aware of who they are and the threat they pose. As for eliminating them, it must be done cleanly and discreetly, leaving no ties to us."
Staring at the list, Seiya’s eyes scrutinized it, in search of soone. When he couldn’t find the person, he spoke. "I don’t see that man there."
Though Seiya didn’t exactly ntion who, Hayne knew right away he was referring to Mr. Sanio.
"Well," Hayne began, navigating through the list. "He is the mastermind behind everything after all, so we can’t expect to take him on so soon. He’s currently even out of the country," he revealed.
"The final boss is always reserved for the end, so let’s focus on cutting down the branches first."
Hayne selected a person from the photo grid displayed on the projected screen, carefully browsing their side profile, front profile, and back profile—ensuring Seiya’s eyes registered every detail. He repeated the process for each individual on the list, while Seiya remained intently focused, committing their appearances to mory.
Hayne also provided Seiya with all relevant details, including their full nas, positions, and other essential information.
Hours passed as Hayne ticulously ingrained every detail of their enemies into Seiya’s mind. He couldn’t afford for Seiya to forget—not when his departure was approaching.
Only after they finished did Hayne take a breather, plumping down to the floor on his butt—chest heaving up and down dramatically like he had just ran a marathon.
From his seat, Seiya crouched down to get his blindfold that had slipped to the ground, wrapping it round his eyes.
Seeing this, Hayne was prompted to ask. "Do your eyes hurt? Is the light too harsh for you?" Worry and concern were etched visibly on his face.
"No," Seiya replied. "The lights are okay. I just prefer it this way."
Hayne nodded at him in relief, glad that he wasn’t in pain or anything of so sort. Being this light sensitive could prove a disadvantage to them but knowing Seiya—not in its literal sense since Seiya seems to be a whole nother existence of mystery beyond comprehension, and doing things that go beyond the norms, he would sohow always find a way out.
Though Hayne worried for Seiya, he kept in the back of his mind that Seiya was far from ordinary—he was, after all, able to still stand after a brutal strike to his heart.
Hayne had been more curious about Seiya after seeing Kaeliyus blast away so portion of his chest where his heart was supposed to be but Seiya still remained standing like it was so minor injury. Since Hayne doesn’t yet know about Ibyu, he finds it a mystery.
While in a pool of his own thought as he watched Seiya, Seiya spoke, drawing his attention.
"Then," Seiya began, gaze straight at Hayne who remained seated on the bare floor. "Is it over?" He asked.
Hayne let out a small laugh, standing up. "Not yet," he replied, walking over to Seiya. "We still need to tackle this," he stated, tugging down Seiya’s collar to reveal the GP imprint on his collarbone.
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