To Those For Whom Even Regret Is A Luxury (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 93

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Thanks to the festival raging in the city center late into the night, the outskirts were quiet.

Occasionally passing pedestrians, all dressed in black and blending into the shadows, paid no attention to him.

It was far better than daytime, when crowds would invariably rush toward him shouting praises as if he were some war hero.

Walking the capital’s streets at night after years away stirred no particular emotion in him.

To be precise, his mind was already so filled with other thoughts that the scenery barely registered.

The triumphal procession had been so packed it seemed as if every citizen of the capital had poured out onto the streets.

Amid that sea of people, Dante had spotted a pair of eyes—as if by magic.

There was no mistaking them. Their curious gaze and summer-forest-fresh sparkle were exactly as they’d been ten years ago.

“…….”

Yet unlike himself, who had nearly stopped breathing in shock, those green eyes showed not a trace of disturbance.

Only curiosity, admiration, and awe flickered within them—

as if gazing up at a distant star embedded in the night sky, as if he were nothing more than another spectator.

Not a shadow of longing or joy of reunion was visible in them.

That was the entirety of her reaction.

He hadn’t expected her to cry out “I missed you!” and rush into his arms—she’d never been particularly affectionate even as a child.

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