Yamato shot Sebastian a sharp, skeptical glance. "My guys mentioned witnessing you moving at an unreasonable speed like you've got superpowers straight out of a superhero flick."With a composed smile, Sebastian responded, "It could be a trick of the eyes. I'm just a regular human being, nothing extraordinary. Your words don't make sense."Yamato chuckled briefly, then adopted a serious tone. "We're going to make sure there are witnesses for this showdown. I'll have some of my guys and yours in this room."Sebastian nodded in understanding, though inwardly, he felt increasingly pinched. He knew, with his abilities that exceeded human limits, it would be difficult to hide them when tested by these people.Several Yakuza members entered the room with serious expressions, ready to watch the battle that was about to take place. The waiter carefully moved a large table, creating an open arena for their fight.Yamato stepped forward, positioning his katana beside his waist in a defiant mann

Sebastian drew in a long, slow breath as the majestic golden door swung open before him. His eyes locked onto a sight so wondrous that words failed to capture its essence."Um, excuse me, but, like, seriously, who are you?"In the dimly lit room, a woman stood with a glory beyond any image of beauty he had ever known. As Sebastian gazed at her, he could not help but be amazed.The woman, indeed, seemed to have stepped out of the most beautiful legend or fantasy. Her long hair flowed like a river of pure gold, falling gently along her slender arms. The white dress clinging to her body was like moonlight embracing the beauty of the night. Her skin shone like a jewel, every inch giving off an impression of incredible grace and beauty.Her eyes, clear as the star-filled night sky, illuminated the room with a depth that was hard to measure. Embedded in her face, her small and perfect nose, and her lips which were pink like rose petals, all came together in perfect harmony.The woman sm

Visual after visual flooded Sebastian's mind, bringing back childhood memories buried deep in his memory. He saw himself, small and carefree, climbing a tree in a magnificent garden of paradise. The apples hanging from the branches seemed to be calling to him, and a happy smile was drawn on his face as his hands reached for the fruit that radiated joy.Playing hide-and-seek amongst the unimaginably beautiful flowers, Sebastian felt the vibrations of joy and warmth of the garden of paradise. These are not mere images of imagination, but true and tangible pieces of memories.A reminiscent smile played on Sebastian's lips as he recalled the days of playing hide-and-seek with his brothers in the heavenly garden. Raphael, the spirited elder sibling, consistently took on the role of the relentless pursuer, eagerly chasing them through the lush paradise. Charles, the astute middle brother, effortlessly weaved through the blossoming flowers of heaven. Meanwhile, Jonathan, the guileless younge