At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"Hey, wait, wait!

I rush in between Var, who takes the martial arts setup I taught him until earlier, and Kroto, whose hands are black.

I don't think I'm going to jump from Val, so turn to Kroto.

"What's the matter, Kroto, what are you so mad at?"

I ask Kroto without understanding the explanation, but Kroto turns his sad eyes to me.

And I thought I lay my eyes down, and I immediately looked up and stared at me.

I've never been able to stare at Kroto like this before, so I feel a little wolfish.

"... Father, do you know for yourself what the state is now?

"What do you mean..."

The fact that Kroto is going to say this would mean a degeneration of the soul.

I knew Kroto was in a different state than he knew.

But I don't feel any particular change myself, and I don't know why Croto would be so angry.

"My soul is going crazy, I only know about that. But it's not this kid's fault, and I'm like I usually..."

"There's no way it's normal!

- I'm surprised. I remember Kroto getting furious a few times, but this time it's pretty intense.

Instead of a one-tempered response from listening to all my usual stories, I came yelling out of my mind along the way.

Moreover, the momentum deepens the black, and only Kroto's eyes look suspiciously radiant.

"... father. Your father now is your father, but he's not."

"If they say it's not... I don't know,"

Kroto has a pitch-black body for every garment, and he can't figure out the shape due to the blackness of even inhaling the light.

No, I know it's human and black, but there's no shadow whatsoever and it looks flat.

Only my eyes are holding onto me in it, and I feel something disgusting in my spine.

"K, Kroto, Dad, I'm kind of scared, but I can't believe you want me to explain it."

"... Father, hold still for a moment. Because I'll blow it up."

"Uh, hey, Cro-"

Kroto gave me a black sphere that I could swallow if it was about one human being, and suddenly he threw it at me.

Black was not released as a sphere, but as a pillar as it was stretched out.

Wherever it comes from, it's only planar to see if it absorbs light, just like Kroto's body today.

"- Ugh, hey!

He came loose and held Var instantly, fleeing and avoiding him with a metastasis.

You can't break black on me, and if you hit something like that straight, maybe me and her will die normal.

I know the power of black well, and I don't have to ask about the danger now.

"Kroto! What are you going to do! I told you she wasn't bad!

"... you see that now, huh? After all, your father is strong. But now that's hard -"

"What have you been up to?"

"Bubba."

There's no way to answer my question, Kroto retrieving the black and turning to me slowly.

But along the way, Haku, who had become a man, kicked him from behind and held him to the ground.

Betchat is falling like hell. Weird voices were also leaking when he fell.

'Every time you get emotional, you move too far into immediate action. If you do that all of a sudden, Tallow will decide to do it. Calm down and explain slowly what you want to do.'

"... no... shut up, let go"

Because of my mind, I feel the black gradually disappearing from the part where Huck is holding it down with his leg.

No, you're actually gone. The shape of my back is gradually becoming clear.

Because of my mind, I feel like I'm stepping on top of it... and the ground is sinking a little bit.

"Oh, did you calm down enough to say it back without beating me back? Then tell me why as it is. Why did you attack Tallow all of a sudden until you scared Sigal?"

In Haku's words, Kroto slowly turned to Cigal and noticed that he was staring at him with a troubled face.

Then the black is slowly lightened to a light black degree of color.

It's as black as the first time we met.

"... ok. I'll tell you why. Let go of my leg."

"Mm-hmm, okay."

Haku conceived only for a moment, but slowly leaves his feet out of the chroot.

Kroto stood still, his face to Cigal and his head peeled down.

"... I'm sorry I scared you, Mother. I'm sorry about your father, too. There was blood on his head."

He came to apologize honestly to me too, so I wonder what he gave back while polypolizing his head.

No, don't you need to worry? I don't care what you think of this one, Kroto is bad.

He seems calm. Stop by the chroot, crouch down and gaze.

"Kroto, is it just me and Cigal who apologize?

I think Kroto is a smart kid.

So don't yell at me, I'm sure if I scold you right, you'll figure it out.

And you're right, Kroto understands my intentions and turns to Val.

"... sorry"

"Oh, oh..."

He bows his head and apologizes, and Var answers like he's in a little trouble.

That would be troubling. I usually have trouble getting killed all of a sudden and apologizing for it.

Then Kroto apologized for startling Mr. Vai and the others, so I guess he really calmed down.

"So, Kroto, why did you do that? Tell me because I'm not angry."

"... yeah."

I mean, the fury earlier is calming down like a lie, or maybe a slightly depressing smell.

I wonder if this kid might look like me when he suddenly moves with emotions.

I'm talking about Croto's soul mixed with mine, and there's no chance.

Maybe it's just inconspicuous because it's usually quiet and dear.

"... Dad, you really don't know anything right now, do you?

"Hmm? Um... like I said, I'm normal myself."

It's the same as always to make sure things are going well in Immortal Arts, and there's no change in magic power or anything like that.

My physical abilities are as normal as ever, and I don't think there's anything unusual about it.

"... Father, stay connected. Awesome, unstable."

"Stay connected? What's unstable, a soul?

Val said you were stable, but I don't know what that means.

I wonder if Kroto and Var have different things to see.

"... no, my soul is stable. It's not good because it's stable."

"It's not good... I'm sorry, Kroto, I don't know, so please give me some more details"

"... your father's soul is stable in the state of the demon god. I don't know when your father's going to stop being your father because he's left with the power to draw on it."

"Keeping the power drawn connected?

"Malice in the world. The power of harmfulness. Black power hating, jealous, and willing to kill everything. Your father remains connected there now, and yet your father remains your father. That's awesome, but dangerous."

Uh, uh, wait a minute, Mr. Kroto. Because it rotates the missing head fully.

The soul is stable, but the state of the demon god is probably the same as what you're saying about Val.

She also said they were the same, and I think they're probably together there.

The point is, I'm in a demonic state right now, but my consciousness is the original Tanaka Tallow.

I just thought it was because my perception was that I lost my way with that real demon god.

But as long as I listen to Kroto...

"Is it possible that I'm still about to become a demon god?

"... yeah. It's very dangerous. So when I tried to cut the horn off quickly, I was stunned."

"Uh, Cheng Cheng. I know Kroto tried to help us, but we'll settle down a little next time."

"... sorry"

Kroto to be Shobourne again.

Apparently, the attack I made earlier was for me.

When I saw where the black ran earlier, the ground should have crawled, but there was no scratching.

You mean there was no danger to you if you didn't do it?

No, but I'm scared, so if I can't tell you why, I will.

"I can't believe it, should I just have another one?

"... yeah, if I can, I want to"

Kroto's arm is already black while responding.

Scary. Wow. Scary. No, but I'm probably not convinced I'm not gonna do it.

I'm afraid you're in danger, even if you don't understand me, and I guess you should do it.

"Okay, okay, Kroto, don 't--"

When I was ready to tell Kroto, he was swallowed by black the next moment.

Though I was prepared, Mr. Kroto. I have too little hesitation.