Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Faced with this high and mighty guy, I felt as powerless as those former prey.

The darkness, which felt almost like a part of his own body, was also dispelled without a trace.

The power of darkness suddenly erupted.

The Dark Demon briefly broke free from the nail's restraints.

It's a demon that's lived for who knows how long.

I do have that ability.

But at the moment of breaking free from its restraints, an even more powerful force descended.

At this moment, the Dark Demon, who had never died before, felt the breath of death.

The feeling was like a cold, venomous snake coiled around my ear.

The snake's cold tongue flicked out repeatedly, searching for any breath.

Cold, icy, and stiff.

This is the current state of the Dark Demon.

The next moment, the purple power of desire enveloped the body of the Dark Demon.

With almost no resistance, the Dark Demon transformed into a core coin with a jet-black base and pale patterns.

This is the umpteenth Core Coin that Luo Zhen has collected today in Hell.

I tossed the coins into the coin storage box and didn't pay much attention to it after that.

After entering the coin storage box, this Dark Demon Core Coin very consciously found a corner where the other Demon Core Coins stayed and settled down.

Yeah, the rest are all big shots, we can't afford to mess with them.

At this moment, in the human world.

I sat at the familiar bar on the meticulously prepared riverside.

Back then, after completing his mission, he would often go drinking with Kwanghee.

"I didn't expect this bar to still be open."

A familiar voice came from behind.

Wearing shorts and a vest, Kwanghee walked straight to the shore and sat down, ordering a drink for himself.

The arrival of an old friend did not make Anbian very excited; he merely raised his eyelids slightly.

In fact, the shore was perfectly aware of this at that moment.

There is already a great distance between me and Kwanghee.

He and Kwanghee were already from two different worlds.

Chapter 1130 Saying goodbye, but usually never seeing each other again.

At the bar, Kwanghee and Kishibe drank in silence.

They would occasionally chat about something completely pointless.

"It seems like the owner here has changed."

"Hmm, how have you been lately?"

"It's alright, just going normally."

"That's it."

"And what are your thoughts afterward?"

"I don't have any special ideas, just being alive is good enough."

"Well, it's fine."

Then came a long silence.

The two of them didn't know what else to talk about.

Maybe it's not that I don't know what other topics we can talk about, it's just that I simply feel there's no need to talk about them.

One is a demon hunter who is about to retire, and the other is now considered a mercenary.

It seems there really isn't much to talk about.

As for what happened back then?

Who cares.

It's been so long, what's the point of bringing it up now?

Anbian vaguely remembered that every time he drank with Guangxi after finishing his mission, it was like this.

Although not completely silent, they don't talk much.

Sometimes he would be the one to start the conversation, while Kwanghee would listen in complete silence.

Kishibe isn't the type of person who likes to show off in front of girls.

But it's quite normal to talk a little more when you're facing a girl you like.

Boys are like this from childhood to adulthood.

When I was little, I didn't know how to express my feelings of liking someone, so I would use pranks or similar behaviors to attract girls' attention.

They always want the other person to come and talk to them.

Even though you like the other person, you always act as if it's your duty to talk to them.

As they grow older, they'll develop other behaviors, like fighting.

I feel really handsome like this.

It feels like everyone is watching me.

Once things mature, it's time to talk about work and the like.

Actually, both boys and girls behave this way when facing someone they like.

Well, tsundere types aside.

The arrogant/tsundere archetype has now fallen out of favor.

However, at this moment, Kishibe has no intention of doing anything outrageous to attract Kwanghee's attention.

No one knows what he's thinking.

Perhaps they are reminiscing about the past and looking forward to the future.

It's also possible that he wasn't thinking about anything at all, and was just drinking.

"Click."

The glass of wine was quickly finished.

Placing the glass, now only containing a few ice crystals, on the bar, Kwanghee turned to the shore beside him and said:

"I want to go back."

"See you."

He turned his head slightly and raised his glass to Guangxi as a farewell.

There was not a trace of reluctance or lingering attachment.

It seems they really were just two strangers who bumped into each other by chance while drinking.

Seeing the calm scene on the shore, Kwanghee nodded indifferently and left the bar without looking back.

There are four more jealous people waiting for her at home.

Just thinking about it makes Kwanghee's back ache.

Don't ask her why a girl would feel back pain.

The answer is 1.

"Although we can still be friends."

"But thinking about it, it's probably unlikely."

Looking at the empty wine glass, the shoreman let out a long sigh.

Many people always say that even if you can't be lovers, you can still be friends.

But in reality, most people can't treat their ex-partner or someone they like as just a friend.

At least, this cannot be done on the shore.

I've liked it for so many years, and even now I haven't completely let it go.

How could I possibly treat them as ordinary friends?

This isn't something you can do just by talking about it.

Moreover, even if he could treat the other person as an ordinary friend, Kwanghee probably wouldn't be willing.

It's like when you find out your girlfriend is still in contact with her ex-boyfriend and says they're friends.

How do you feel?

It would be a lie to say I didn't feel uncomfortable.

"Ugh."

"That's just how life is."

He was slumped over the bar, looking utterly dejected.

It's like a dehydrated salted fish that's been brought ashore.

The bartender, on the other hand, seemed unfazed by the situation.

After all, the people who come to this quiet bar to drink are not the kind of people who like to go to nightclubs and party.

Most of them are people who are under pressure or have experienced heartbreak, and they come here to drink away their sorrows.

He had seen quite a few people who looked like they had been rejected after confessing their feelings, or who simply didn't have the courage to confess.

In fact, it's not that those on the shore lacked courage.

I simply felt that it was unnecessary.

This was the last time Kishibe and Kwanghee met.

After that, Kwanghee returned to Korea with her harem and never came back to Japan.

He spends his days having sex with his harem and occasionally takes on freelance work to make money.

With their abilities, they could live a carefree and happy life.

After getting a rare bout of drunkenness, Anbian returned to his lodgings alone once he sobered up a bit.

On his way home, he was still touching his wine jug and drinking.

After returning home, I looked at the empty banquet hall on the shore and casually tossed it aside.

The wine jug that had fallen to the ground made a crisp sound and lay quietly in the corner.

"I'll quit drinking from now on."

That's how the decision was made on the shore.

Although you might very naturally forget about the decision the next day and then pick up your drink and continue drinking.

As for quitting drinking?

Yeah, there's no rush to quit in a couple of days.

Let's drink it now.

Let's have our fill before thinking about anything else.

The shore has always been like this.

Meanwhile, at Hayakawa Aki's home—

"Is Mr. Luo Zhen going back?"