Stomp, stomp. The sound of footsteps came from everywhere—behind pillars, in front of the doors leading to the yard, and even the entrance of the main hall. Soon, he looked around and found himself surrounded by many figures at once.

“Haiaru…!” Then he heard a familiar voice and turned around. His mouth gaped open. “M-Murumuru?”He saw Murumuru, the leader of the half-demons, and four others of their kind.

“How are you here…!”

“I had my doubts,” Murumuru growled. “When I heard what that guy told me, I thought it couldn’t be! But…!”

The half-demon called Haiaru whirled around when Murumuru said ‘that guy’.

“A human…?” Haiaru saw a human man in front of him; it was a face he had never seen before. He didn’t know what was happening or why his companions had suddenly appeared like this, but Haiaru quickly racked his head and said, “I don’t know why you are acting like this, but it’s a misunderstanding, Murumuru. You must not believe that human’s lies—”

“Shut up!” Murumuru cut Haiaru’s off in an instant, and thus Haiaru realized things were going horribly wrong. But he believed it would still be alright since he had accomplished the most important goal.

“Why did you betray us…!”

“How am I the traitor?”

“What?”

“Aren’t you the one who’s being stupid? Don’t you know the current situation is better than anything else? What’s the point of continuing this hopeless fight!?” The one who had done wrong was barking the loudest. Murumuru looked at Haiaru in bafflement, at a loss for words.

“I simply wanted to live. Is it a sin to look out for my survival?”

“…Did you...