After a while, Kodam and that boy were both sitting at the table, facing each other.
Seeing the boy looking at him expressionlessly, this situation reminded him of the moment they had sat like this five years ago.
Just like back then, the room was dark, illuminated by the single candle burning in the middle of the table.
But the boy himself had changed significantly, no longer seeming like a child. His short hair had grown long enough to reach below his shoulders, and he now wore a bluish-black cloak.
There was a lot he wanted to say, but Kodam chose to start with some small talk. He looked around to find a topic for small talk, and his eye suddenly fell on the white bone bracelet the boy had on his left hand.
Kodam smiled softly.
"That bracelet… if I recall correctly, it used to be a fragment relic in the cult's treasury, right? What was its function? I don't quite recall."
