Today, Tetsuya will finish it all by himself. It doesn't matter to Tetsuya, even if he loses his life. From the start, he had mentally steeled himself to die, given that his congenital heart disease had taken a toll on his overall health.
Tetsuya once told his doctor, who had treated him in the past, that he would rather die in battle than lie weak and helpless on a bed like an invalid, waiting for death to come without being able to do anything. For Tetsuya, it was better to be struck down by a sword or shot by a bullet than to wait for death.
Though Tetsuya's body was weak due to his congenital heart condition, his mental strength was more substantial than steel.
"What is your final message, Young Master Tetsuya?" Ryoji sneered, his cruel grin suggesting he already felt victorious just by seeing Tetsuya surrounded by dozens of guards.
Tetsuya smirked coldly in response, "To see your head separated from your body," he replied icily.
