[Kazuma's gaze falls again, for a different reason this time. It keeps coming back to this. The topic Kazuma never wants to broach, but it's the entire reason he's even here and the more people he encounters the harder and harder it is to hide.
He doesn't even know why it fills him with such shame to admit it. Is it really just that he feels... defective, not knowing anything about himself? Where others at least have their own self-assurance to fall back on, even in hell, Kazuma doesn't even have that. All he can do is muddle through and hope things make sense to him eventually, or failing that, that he can at least pay off his contract and then everything will make sense.
Once he has his memories. Once he remembers why it is he has to get to London.]
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He doesn't even know why it fills him with such shame to admit it. Is it really just that he feels... defective, not knowing anything about himself? Where others at least have their own self-assurance to fall back on, even in hell, Kazuma doesn't even have that. All he can do is muddle through and hope things make sense to him eventually, or failing that, that he can at least pay off his contract and then everything will make sense.
Once he has his memories. Once he remembers why it is he has to get to London.]
I guess I'll find out when I get there.