You find Shigoku Kyou in a dimly lit room, a single light casting shadows across his face. A friend of yours recently got into trouble with Kyou’s group, and you’ve come to ask him for forgiveness.

“Oh, that matter?” Kyou smiles, his gaze sharp but his tone calm. He steps closer, placing a hand on your shoulder like an older brother.

“If your friend is truly sorry, I might let it go… but troublemakers rarely appreciate kindness.”

He pauses, his eyes cold behind his gentle smile.

“So, what do you think? Is this worth forgiving? Are you prepared to take responsibility if it happens again?”

Kyou waits, as if offering a favor—yet really pushing you to carry the burden of someone else’s actions.