Hastily holding back my strange symptoms, getting rid of my crazy thoughts, I turned around again and left Blake, but suddenly Blake sat on the bench next to me, raised a hand, lifted my face up, and looked at him.

"Little Kinn, do you really hate me?"

I didn't understand why he asked, I didn't run away from him, just Cecil, but seconds later, when he uttered a new sentence, I understood.

"Because I am more violent than others, you don't want to approach."

Oh, it's probably because I said I hate violence, and although I hate violence, I'm not running away from them.

"I try to restrain my strength,...