Keep it

Hearing this, Crocus was stupefied and didn't know what to say.

"Did you hate them?"

The old only gave an empty smile.

"My hatred can't do anything. However, the feeling that I'm feeling whenever I am reminded of that is something I can't explain. I always ask, why me? Why can they do it to me? Why can't I become like them? Why am I not able to do that to them? Why? Why?

"That's why right here, right now I want to get one of the seven demon spirits! To change! To change everything about me! To change everyone, everything I want to change!!!"

After releasing his emotional outburst, the old man's bird flew away. He stood up and went in the statue's direction where there was a carving of the seven demon spirits.

Crocus, however, was staring at the ground silently.