Enemy or Partner

  "Just now on the table, you deliberately picked up that chicken leg for me, to test my family's reaction?" For a long time, he heard his own voice asking this question, and saw the girl still with that one face of a smile.

  "Your mom is really a good hostess!" She said bluntly, still smiling with curved eyebrows and very cute.

  "Look at me, I only eat rice and not dishes, but she keeps putting dishes in my bowl... If it weren't for her putting all the green pepper and bean curd in front of me, I wouldn't have had to give up my chicken leg."

  “……”

  "What a pity, that chicken leg was quite fragrant and I actually liked it." Shaking her head and swaying her brain, her tone was 100% regretful. Meat dishes had always been her favorite, without exception.

  "What's your goal then?" His face remained wooden, calm as ever, as if he hadn't been affected at all. This made Yan Yan involuntarily surprised, growing up in such a peaceful environment, being around the same age as her yet having such wisdom, was really impressive.

  She puckered up her lips and suddenly became serious, saying solemnly: "If you must see me off, I want you to go with me!"

  "Huh?" The wooden and cold expression couldn't be maintained any longer. Kōmura Seichi was stunned, dazed.

  He gazed at her strangely, as if he was looking at an unbelievable creature.

  No matter how many possibilities he had thought of, he never expected that her goal was to have him leave with her together.

  She seemed somewhat unnatural under his gaze. She puckered her mouth and clasped her hands together in front of her, constantly twisting her fingers.

  "We exchanged names, and exchanging names means acknowledging each other as partners. Since I'm leaving, you're naturally coming with me!" She said matter-of-factly, her expression quite serious.

  What kind of logic is this?

  Kōmura Seiichi hung his head with three black lines, looking somewhat helpless: "Exchanging names is just a courtesy, like when you tell me your name and I tell you mine, it's just a polite gesture, a superficial acquaintance..."

  "I don't care about that!" She interrupted him with a willful tone, her black eyes deep and gradually darkening like obsidian. "That's your business. In our world, once you exchange names, you acknowledge each other as partners. Once you're partners, if you betray each other, you'll be hunted down to the end." A killing aura burst forth, causing the air temperature to drop by more than a few degrees instantly.

  She tilted her head, her face as cold as frost, her dark eyes clearly reflecting his figure, her pupils black like a deep well.

  "Those who know my name have always been either enemies or companions. Which one will you be?" She gave him a multiple-choice question, but the answer was already set in stone.

  Kōmura Seiichi's face suddenly turned pale. With a strong support, he stood up and the young man looked back at him with a stubborn gaze.

  Is this guy going to use the same tactics to force him into submission again?

  He pursed his lips, stubbornly enduring the chill that ran down his spine, and said defiantly: "If this is your definition of choosing a companion, then go ahead and kill me! I won't be your companion!"

  Being intimidated by such momentum once was enough, his self-esteem would never allow such a thing to happen again, even if the consequence was death.

  This world, the choice of companions, is far more than just an exchange of names.