Early the next morning, Kurumi, who had just woken up and was preparing to cook, sensed Night King's arrival. But he just stood at the door, unmoving, not even knocking. It seemed he felt extremely guilty towards You. Although he had done many wrong things in his despair, he still had at least a basic sense of shame, which was why he stood anxiously at the door, not daring to knock.
Sensing this situation, Kurumi finally decided to invite him in.
"I'm sorry, you had to specially bring me in."
Although he said he was sorry, his calm expression showed that he was indeed worthy of being someone who had lived for a thousand years, still able to hide his emotions.
"It's alright, it was my invitation yesterday. If you can come, You will definitely be very happy."
Kurumi poured Night King a cup of tea and then spoke to him.
"She might not be so happy to see me."
Saying this, Night King's mouth showed a bitter smile. What he had done back then was truly too much, completely disregarding You's feelings, only repeatedly forcing her to kill him. Now that he thought about it, he really was a jerk back then!
"Has she not woken up yet?"
"She should be almost ready. Please wait a moment."
"Hmm! Anyway, so many years have passed, a little while longer won't matter."
Night King took a leisurely sip of Kurumi's tea and said calmly.
"Today, let's have a good chat, settle the grievances, and free You from her self-blame."
"I will. After all, I owe that child. I also want to thank you for your information. If it weren't for your help, I might still be forcing that child to do what she least wants to do. Thank you very much."
"I've received your thanks. Please tell that child a good 'I'm sorry.' That will be your thanks to me."
After chatting with Night King for a while, Kurumi quickly went to busy herself with her own matters, leaving Night King sitting there quietly, drinking tea. Of course, there was also someone on the ceiling closely watching Night King's every move, but Kurumi had told her about today's events, so she didn't jump out. Normally, she would already be helping Kurumi.
"San-chan, is there anything to eat? I'm hungry. Oh! We have a guest!"
Haruna burst into the living room, speaking to Kurumi, who was busy in the kitchen, and then saw Night King sitting in the living room drinking tea. Because Haruna didn't recognize Night King, her reaction was quite calm, but given her personality, she would probably only show a slight expression of surprise before losing interest.
"If you don't mind, please have this! Pudding I made myself."
"Great! I love pudding the most."
Hearing that Night King had brought her favorite pudding, the trace of weariness on her face instantly transformed into full vitality.
"If you eat snacks before breakfast, then don't eat the food I make anymore."
"Uh! Evil... evil demon, ghost! Stingy ghost."
Just as Haruna was about to pounce on the large portion of pudding, Kurumi's light words from the kitchen instantly stiffened Haruna's happy face. She complained to Kurumi, which Night King, watching from the side, found very amusing.
As time slowly passed, Sera went to wash up and also emerged from the shadows. The moment she came out, Kurumi clearly felt her wariness towards Night King. It wasn't that she recognized Night King, but rather she instinctively sensed a dangerous aura from him, which made her very concerned, and her attitude towards Night King became highly alert.
"You, come quickly, your friend is here."
When she felt it was about time, Kurumi stood in the hallway and called out. You responded slightly. Hearing this voice, Night King's hand, holding the tea, paused. He looked at Kurumi in disbelief, this magical person. His intuition told him that You's ability to make a sound was probably due to her.
You, who was still slowly washing her face in the bathroom, started to quickly tidy her attire upon hearing Kurumi's words. She no longer needed to wear that armor. So, You, in a pure white dress, coupled with her pure and flawless aura, was like a little angel who had descended to the human world. Finally, after checking herself in the mirror and finding no impropriety, You walked towards the living room.
When she entered the living room, just as she was about to sit in her usual spot (next to Kurumi), her eyes suddenly caught sight of a person who was both strange and familiar. This made her movements suddenly stiffen, her pupils dilated, and she looked at Night King, who was staring at her, with terror.
"What's wrong, Necromancer?"
Sensing something was wrong with Eucliwood, Haruna immediately asked.
"Night King!?"
"Long time no see, Eucliwood Hellscythe. I'm glad to see you well. It seems you still remember me."
Hearing the Night King's words, Eucliwood instantly drew her weapon, a scythe. Seeing this, the Night King's lips curved into a clear expression of helplessness and a wry smile, a flicker of guilt in his eyes.
"Alright, Eucliwood, this gentleman is here to apologize to you. And you, Sarashubati, sit down."
Standing up and embracing the slightly trembling Eucliwood, Kurumi said with a touch of heartache. She hadn't expected the Night King's harm to Eucliwood to be so great. She stopped Sarashubati, who was about to attack, and pulled Eucliwood to sit beside her.
"Everything, we'll talk after breakfast."
Kurumi surveyed everyone's expressions and said seriously. However, this meal was clearly a bit awkward. The Night King didn't mind; he had already come to terms with it. He ate the food Kurumi made, praising it with relish, and Kurumi responded with a smile. Sarashubati was tense, ready to act at any moment, even struggling to hold her chopsticks. The most carefree was Haruna, who ate as much as usual.
What pained Kurumi the most was Eucliwood; her eyes were vacant, and only when Kurumi fed her bite by bite could she eat.
After the meal, Kurumi asked Sarashubati to clean up and then led Eucliwood and the Night King to an empty room.
"Now it's your turn."
Kurumi gave the Night King a helpless look, and the Night King, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, let out a sigh of relief.
"Although no amount of words can make up for the mistakes I've made, I still want to say 'I'm sorry,' Eucliwood."
As the Night King slowly narrated and confessed, Eucliwood gradually began to understand her good friend's state of mind. Hearing the Night King's remorseful words, Eucliwood actually no longer hated the Night King; it was just that he had been too extreme at the time, leaving scars on Eucliwood's psyche.
"From the beginning, I never hated you, Night King. I should be the one to say I'm sorry. It was my willfulness, my arrogance of not wanting a friend to die in front of me, that caused you so much suffering. I'm sorry."
With the Night King's confession, Eucliwood also spoke her heart, and the atmosphere between them became less awkward. Finally, when Kurumi saw the Night King off, his face was full of smiles.
"Take this."
Walking up to the Night King, Kurumi handed him a map and a detailed analysis. Ellie El had directly teleported these to Kurumi's room that morning; she was full of vigor for her beloved tofu.
This should be the last time we meet. I wish you success.
Watching the Night King's receding back, Kurumi offered her blessings.
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