“Crow” was sitting in his room with his new prisoner looking out the window as the sun began to set. His hair, grown just past his shoulders, was unkempt. He wore black on black with a black leather jacket and black leather boots that had a zipper on the side.
He looked at his prisoner, a girl in her teens who had a shackle on her ankle keeping her in the room. She had long brown hair that reached down to her lower back, a slender body, and was well endowed.
“I’m going out again tonight to hunt. Stay here and don’t try anything. I don’t want him to come in here and do something to you.”
She simply nodded and stayed at her side of the room. She didn’t know how to respond. Be safe? Good luck? For all she knew, he might’ve been going out to kill other Hunters. She didn’t exactly wish for his death. After all, he was the one that kept Zexal from doing anything to her.
What exactly is the reason for him to go after everyone who kills demons?
The only reason she knew was that he was doing all of this was for someone else’s sake.
“Crow” walked out of his room and walked throughout the mansion seeking out Zexal. However, the one he ran into was Airi.