All Routes Lead to Trouble

Sensing her unease, Kusuo’s lips pulled into a smirk. ‘Scared? Having a change of heart already?’It would be a lie to say that she wasn’t afraid of him, like one was taught to be afraid of hurricanes and earthquakes. But he didn’t strike her with the same kind of raw, tangible fear as her brother did. Makoto had no apparent powers, but when he walked into a room and glanced in her direction, Kokomi wanted to tear off her own skin. Kusuo, even with all his abilities, did not affect her in the same way.“No.” Kokomi answered, an unexpected roughness tinging her voice. “There are worse people out there.”The smirk slipped away from Kusuo’s face. It was a strange sensation, to not be regarded as the monster in the story this time.Then, what was he?In which Kusuo is fine playing a pretend villain and just wants to be left alone. Too bad the pesky runaway princess won’t let him be.