The relaxed voice, with not a trace of tension or fluster, continued as calmly as ever.

“This one’s a little like that. I’m sure there wasn’t any bad intent.”

“For someone without bad intent, the language was pretty rough….”

“Even so, from what I heard from a distance, it sounds like you were the one who started picking a fight. If you came here to do something good, you should try getting along with people too. I know you’ve got an aggressive personality… but you should at least pick your targets.”

“I wasn’t planning to fight anyone on this side anyway. Murder would be a problem for me too.”

After saying that, Chase held my gaze for a moment, then let out a short laugh and walked off. Only after he turned the corner and disappeared completely did the hand that had been covering my mouth fall away.

“Hey, even if you are a psychopath, you can’t go around fighting just anybody.”