Chapter 168 Kiss, Love

The rain continued its relentless assault on the grimy Tokyo alleyway, a fitting backdrop for the scene of utter confusion that had just unfolded. Denji, still reeling from Yoru's unexpected kiss, stared at the spot where the War Devil had vanished. His face, a mixture of shock and bewilderment, mirrored Elara's own expression. Asa, who had remained a silent observer throughout the scuffle, couldn't hold back her amusement any longer. "Well, that was…" she began, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "certainly… interesting." Elara shot Asa a withering glance. The situation was far from over. Yoru's motives remained shrouded in mystery, and the kiss – that bizarre, chaotic kiss – left a lingering sense of unease. But before she could voice her concerns, Denji finally spoke. "What the hell was that?" he blurted out, his voice hoarse with disbelief. "Did she just… kiss me?" Elara hesitated. How much should she reveal to Denji about Yoru's true nature, about the War Devil possessing Asa's