[Continuation of last Chapter]

"Vorte-"

but a desperate shout interrupted him.

"STOOOOP!"

Sora and Kaze looked up to see Usagi standing with Keito in the distance.

Despite Keito's efforts to silence him, Usagi cried out,

"I don't want to see people dying, please Kaze!"

Kaze clicked his tongue in annoyance and stopped charging his attack, then turned and walked away without a word.

Sora was swirling with confusion and anger.

"Hey, what the hell?" he shouted after Kaze. "I said to kill me, did you not hear me, you bastard?"

Kaze paused and glanced back.

"If you want to die so badly, just go jump off the nearest cliff. That should do the trick. I'm out of here."

His callous words signaled the end of their clash, leaving Sora shocked. He slumped to the ground, grappling with his emotions as Kaze departed.

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As the sun came up, Chairman Kurosawa Misuki sat back in his limousine's comfy leather seat, driving through the quiet streets of Eclipsia City, Japan.

He took a deep puff of his cigar and the smoke gently swirled around his face. The glowing tip lit up his slick dark hair and sharp brown eyes. He wore a black suit that fit snugly around his broad shoulders and slim waist, almost like armor. His white gloves stood out against the dark suit, showing his love for detail and a flair for the dramatic.

"Chairman Kurosawa," ventured the chauffeur, a nervous glance in the rearview mirror capturing a fleeting eye contact with Kurosawa. "The meeting with the President is set to begin in thirty minutes."

Kurosawa let out a slow breath, the smoke swirling around his head like a misty halo. "Cancel it,"

"Sir? But—"

"The President will wait." His voice was as smooth as aged whiskey, firm yet without a hint of urgency. "Project K requires my attention."

The chauffeur swallowed hard, retreating into his seat with a nod. "Of course, sir. My apologies for overstepping."

Kurosawa's lips curled into a semblance of a smile, more predatory than pleasant.

"Tell me," Kurosawa said after a moment's silence, "have you heard of Kaze Jūryoku?"

The chauffeur's eyes widened slightly at the name—a reaction that didn't go unnoticed by Kurosawa. "Yes, sir. The top enforcer... they say his anolity is called 「Gravity Rift. 」"

Kurosawa chuckled, "Imagine a man who controls gravity itself." He paused, admiration coloring his tone.

"I'm really looking forward to meeting this Project K specimen that can go toe-to-toe with Jūryoku. It's not every day you get to see such a rare treat!"

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The car was quiet until they got close to The Eclipse Agency. Its huge building stood tall against the sky.

Kurosawa looked up at it through the car window and thought. "It's been a long time since I've been here,".

With those words still in the air, he got out of the limousine and walked into The Eclipse Agency door with a sinister grin.