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    The moment I saw Leto buried under a pile of garbage, anger surged through my mind.

    I knew those close to me might get harassed. However, there was a world of difference between imagining it and witnessing it firsthand.

    For a while, I grinded my teeth before kicking the ground.

    “…Those fuckers!”

    “Easy.”

    Yet, to my surprise, Leto’s calm voice stopped me in my tracks.

    Leto, still groaning and unable to lift himself, shot me a gaze that seemed to say he found me pathetic.

    “You’re going to, what? Stick by my side all day to protect me? On the contrary, showing anger would only backfire on you. If you think it would do any good, think again.”

    His words made perfect sense. Still, I found them hard to accept and responded after a brief silence.

    “But still…”

    “Drop it, Ian. I’m fine.”

    With that, he slowly lifted himself with a grunt. I offered my hand to help, but he declined with a shake of his head and insisted on getting up on his own.

    With a heavy sigh, Leto leaned his back against the wall.

    He looked quite shaken.

    I found it hard to meet his gaze. Although it wasn’t directly my fault, I couldn’t deny that I was the cause for it.

    After all, the problem stemmed from the soul of my future self possessing me.

    For a while, I remained silent, scratching the back of my head, before cautiously offering an apology.

    “I-I’m sorry…..”

    “It’s fine.”

    But as always, Leto answered dismissively.

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