Shadow Slave

The problem was, he just didn't know enough to make a good decision. And even then… was he even qualified to make it?

Sunny had a lot of experience dealing with various situations, possessed a quick wit, and was street smart, as well as having a real talent for killing things and remaining alive.

Without wasting time on false modesty, he could admit that he excelled at many things.

But were the things he excelled at even applicable to training a young girl for the Nightmare Spell? After all, what he wanted to give her were not combat skills or survival tactics… those she was being taught already, in an elite school that someone like him would have never been able to attend.

What he wanted to give her was a mindset that would allow her to survive in the unforgiving hell of the Dream Realm. And mind… mind was a delicate thing.

If he went about it in the wrong way, he could bring more harm than good.

Not to mention that everyone was different, and what worked for him was not guaranteed to work for someone else. Take his own friends, for example… all of them had wildly diverging mindsets, but each had been able to thrive even in a place as dire and harrowing as the Forgotten Shore.

'So… what the hell do I do?!'

Sunny massaged his temples, then sighed.

First… he had to observe more and understand more. Whatever he wanted to decide, it was stupid to try and base that decision on observing Rain for a single day as she went about her classes.

'Maybe I'll get inspired. Or my intuition will give me a hint…'

With that thought, he frowned, finished his tea, and went inside.

***

house early and used the transit

he went ahead, returned to the cafe he had hidden in the last time, and sent one of his shadows

and silently ordered the

weeks, at least. By then, it is going to be clear if my initial impression was right, or if I need to reconsider my evaluation.

stop himself from

and Saint were going to suffer. Which was such a shame. Recently, he was

rather static weapon, one mostly capable of only straightforward thrusting

the battlefield for thousands of years — unlike the sword, a person didn't need endless hours of practice to become

wide array of ranges. It was a truly versatile weapon capable of dealing devastating damage to anyone who would dare to approach its wielder. What Sunny liked the most,

blade, which could both piece and slash. Not to mention the fact that the

the Soul Serpent. He was growing rather fond of the ability to keep his enemies further away from his

have to reduce the amount of time he trained by a lot. That was not even the main reason why he felt

main reason was…

having to fall into an endless abyss while eating the rotten meat of a devil and

Well, almost.

Not really…

Sunny concentrated on the pastry in front of him and prepared for a long and arduous day. That pastry alone made his mood better, simply because of the fact that it didn't come

infuriating. Luckily, Rain was also the same —

you can. Knowledge is a privilege… these classmates of yours are too stupid

were some delinquents, either. Academic achievement was the cornerstone of the social hierarchy in this elite school, so the competition among

their priorities were any of Sunny's

to leave the cafe and take