Kyuzai and the Great Hero sat at the table in his luxurious mansion, surrounded by various precious artifacts. Kyuzai, a striking muscular figure with jet-black hair and golden eyes, sat with an air of calm confidence. Despite the tense atmosphere, Kyuzai offered him a sly smile.

"Greetings, Hero, have a seat. Don't worry, I promise I won't bite." Kyuzai's voice was calm, but his eyes held a glimmer of tease. Kyuzai watched the younger man with a knowing gaze, as if reading his thought.