Seiji and Ayame

Rewen turned back and saw a beautiful figure. "Oh, I was just speaking nonsense."

"No, you must explain yourself." Ayame's face was firm. Her clenched hands showed that she is having difficulty not running up to him and beat him up.

"If you really want to know… then tell me, what is the purpose of the competition?"

Ayame frowned. She hadn't expected to be asked such a childish question. "To groom the future generations."

"Good answer. Then, are people here to fight and compete with each other?"

"Naturally."

"So what exactly did I do that deserves 'punishment'?"

"Are you trying to tell me that it wasn't you left Reza in such a sorry state?" Ayame's face was cold. 'Is he lying?'