The survivors stayed silent. Raito had told them not to speak of what had happened. No one could know his name.
The portal's remnants disappeared completely. The dungeon, now fully cleared, had folded into nothingness.
Kira took a deep breath, her hands trembling. "He… he's not just strong… he's beyond anything I've ever seen."
Raito reached his apartment, silent as ever. He bent down, lifted the doormat, and pulled out the small silver key hidden beneath it.
The lock clicked. He stepped inside.
The moment the door shut behind him, he exhaled and walked straight to his room. Without hesitation, he stripped off his bloodstained clothes, leaving only his shorts. The cool air brushed against his skin, still carrying the faint smell of battle.
"Today was a bit rough," he muttered, sitting on the edge of his bed. "That lady… Kira. She's beautiful. Strong too. An A-Rank Hunter, famous, probably one of the best."
