Sunny spent the next several hours exploring various mystical materials he had accumulated over the years and considering what, exactly, he was going to craft.
The memories of the Shadow Realm kept creeping into his mind, but he resolutely ignored them and tried to concentrate on the task at hand. Sadly, just as he did, there was another distraction.
It was Aiko, who wanted to know where the large hole in the floor of the dining hall had come from.
Sparing his bewildered assistant a neutral gaze, Sunny turned back to the shelves and gave her a non-committal shrug.
«Oh, you know. I just happened to find the Gates of Death, by accident, and decided to take a quick look at what was on the other side. It was quite pretty, actually… sadly, my soul kept disintegrating, and someone shot an arrow through my heart. So, I took offense, and left.»
He sighed.
«But I sort of forgot to close the door after returning. As you can see… we lost a bit of flooring as a result. And an entire display case! The fancy one with silver inlays and tempered glass…»
Aiko stared at him for a while, then lowered her head tiredly.
«Uh-huh. I see.»
Her gaze naturally settled on the two black arrows lying on a table nearby. She studied them for a moment, then shivered.
«W-what's that?»
Sunny glanced her way absentmindedly.
«Oh, those? Those are arrows from Death's Realm. By the way, can you go clean the one on the left? I got it wet… you know, with my heart blood.»
Then, he scratched the back of his head and added in a doubtful tone:
«Actually, scratch that. Don't clean it… in fact, don’t touch it at all. It's imbued with a little bit of death's essence, so who knows what will happen if you do?»
Sunny was a Saint, but Aiko was merely an Awakened. He still remembered always being killed by a mere glimpse of Nether's killing intent, frozen in the reflections of the Great River. So, it was better to keep these arrows away from her… just in case.
The petite girl gave the black arrows a tense look and took a hurried step away.
«H-ha! You and your jokes, boss. Ha-ha!»
Nevertheless, she then took another step back and even floated up a little.
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