XIII. Continually

It appeared that Seishiro was continually being thwarted time and again. With each clue he unraveled, with each tapestry of questions and polite nods of the head, he still was not able to find what he was looking for.

He arrived at Outo, and had been there for about a month or so before anyone had realized what he was doing to the community. He was the one who had been controlling the demons that the self-proclaimed fighters deemed themselves worthy of opposing, the one pulling the strings. So far, things had gone about as planned – the fighters had fallen one by one, and the community, was taking it as passively as they could, warning others but failing to do much else.

That was until Syaoran and his group showed up. They had been very clever, easily able to deduce what his intentions were in the society, the interesting yet predictable world known as Outo.

Although…

They had not uncovered the entirety of his plan.

That was for them to find out on their own.