Tears welled up in his eyes as he held you close, as if you were the only person that existed in this world.

Everyone that he had trusted him abandoned him. The young boy was left heartbroken, even if he was a puppet and supposedly had no emotion.

His head laid on your chest, his grip firm yet gentle. Choking back multiple sobs, his tears would make your clothes wet, but you remained still. Kunikuzushi was only praying to the archons above you wouldn’t leave him as well…