Playing with other Supernaturals

Chapter 621 A Little Accident

“J-just what do you know? And what are you, really?” Syr couldn’t help but stutter.

However, Kisuke didn’t entertain her question, finished his drink, and stood up, “It’s about time we cut this short.”

Since he’d already reached his goal of further ‘poking the hornet’s nest’, he decided to go back.

Obviously, Syr was reluctant, very reluctant. If before, Kisuke was just a mysterious and amusing child, now he looked like a bottomless abyss. It became clear to Syr… Freya, that everything Kisuke had shown her was fake without her seeing through it. She thought that she knew, or at least, had a clue to what he could do, but it turned out that everything was just her misconception that Kisuke intentionally fed to those who were watching him. On top of that, it seemed that he knew so much more about her than she’d originally thought.

The combination of those gave Freya a strange mixture of confusion, suspicion, curiosity, fear,… and exhilaration. A contrasting feeling that was born from the fact that she was a Goddess with the ultimate dream of finding her ‘eternal companion’.

But regardless of what she thought, Kisuke had already decided to leave and continue this at another time. By revealing small bits of information, he would be able to get her attention away from Sona, Aika, and Koneko. And even if she decided to interfere despite that, she’d have second thoughts.

Seeing that Kisuke didn’t stop cleaning up, Syr gritted her teeth, ‘You’re forcing my hand.’

Even though she didn’t want to use it, the desire to know more pushed her to a decision to use her power, “Kisuke-san.”

Calling out to him, their eyes met and Syr’s eyes turned pink and glowed brightly, “Tell me who you really are and what you know.”

However, the result that she was presented with was far from desirable, as Kisuke just stared at her for a few seconds before chuckling, “Save your efforts. That sort of thing won’t work on me.”

Syr’s eyes widened even further. As a matter of fact, she was actually using her charm ability to the limit without revealing her Arcanum. It was her first time using this ability to this extent, as even in those instances that she used it on other people, it wasn’t even half of this.

‘F-for it to be totally disregarded… Is it his natural resistance?… Or could it be…’ She didn’t want to think about it, the possibility of Kisuke having a stronger soul than most Gods. It really wasn’t possible within her common sense.

Because if Kisuke really did have such a strong soul, in accordance to the rules of this world, he would have ascended as a God, but clearly, the person in front of her was not a Deity, nor did he have any indications that he was about to become one.

So it was only natural that Freya would conclude that it was because of his natural resistance. The main reason why she didn’t want to use her charming ability as much as possible was that it wrapped her target’s soul with her own ‘color’ and even after she stopped using it, it’d linger for some time, and for those with a very low soul strength, they’d be tainted by her ‘color’ until they go through reincarnation.

She assumed that Bell had a natural resistance due to his ‘brilliance’ and ‘flawlessness’, but even then, he couldn’t possibly resist her charm’s full power, which was a lot stronger than most Goddesses of Beauty due to the other Authorities that compounded her Divinity.

Syr could only stare with her eyes shining in power as Kisuke continued cleaning up without minding her. More than ever, she wanted to see through his soul which was covered by the dirty gray fake soul. Nevertheless, she didn’t know how he hid his soul nor did she have any ability at her disposal to peer through it without breaking the rules of the Lower World.

But because of a certain someone, her wish that she thought couldn’t be granted, would be realized. Whether it was a fortunate or unfortunate event, even Kisuke didn’t expect such a thing would happen.

While Kisuke was disregarding that mild prickly feeling that was coming from Syr, his Reiatsu-Ki started stirring up from the depths of his consciousness and he immediately figured out what was happening, ‘Benihime!?’

From within his inner world, Benihime was trying to materialize herself in the outside world without Kisuke’s permission. With a great deal of intensity, Benihime replied, ‘Let me slice and dice that woman!’

‘Stop! It doesn’t affect me in any way! Why are you doing this!?’ However, due to her sudden movement, Kisuke failed to contain the exponentially expanding Reiatsu-Ki that instantly broke his carefully crafted cover and revealed what his soul looks like to Syr.

Kisuke did his best to contain Benihime, who was now running wild and heard her say, ‘I know you’re not affected, but the feeling she is giving me, I don’t like it! I want to cut her up! Release me and let me cut her up!’

Meanwhile, Syr could only stare blankly at Kisuke, more specifically, his soul, despite the perilous threat breathing down on her that was coming from him, ‘…What… is this?’

Within Syr’s eyes was Kisuke’s reflected soul. All souls, even those of Deities, had the basic form of an orb from her perspective. Although there were individual differences, it didn’t go much beyond that.

Kisuke’s soul, on the other hand, while still in the shape of an orb, its blinding crimson brilliance was something she’d never witnessed before and the two halo rings caught her attention even more.

These two halo rings were placed on the top and bottom of Kisuke’s spherical soul, radiating the power of opposing forces. The white halo ring on top emitted a power that could be interpreted as ‘salvation’ and ‘order’, while the black halo ring’s power could be expounded as ‘destruction’ and ‘chaos’.

Innumerable questions flooded Syr’s mind, so much that she was paralyzed in place, like, ‘How come his soul is too ‘bright’?’, ‘How come his soul is too ‘clean’?’, or ‘How come his soul’s form is different from the rest?’

But even with those in mind, the question that bothered her the most was, ‘How come his soul hasn’t torn itself apart?’

With such extreme opposing forces, she couldn’t fathom how Kisuke could still exist and what had he done to achieve this monstrosity?

A few seconds later, Kisuke was able to forcibly suppress Benihime and returned the dirty veil on his soul. It was only then that he was able to give some attention to Syr. When he looked at her, Kisuke noticed her slackened expression and minutely shaking body, ‘Haah… Now how should I go through with this?’

While thinking about what to do next, Syr was finally able to get hold of herself after the view of his soul disappeared and asked with a shaking voice, “You… Just what are you?”

To that question, Kisuke smiled and answered, “Obviously, a Human~!”