Corrupted soul

Trapped?

As Kenta entered the store he quickly glances around as he looked at the clothes that were placed all around the store. They had many different varieties allowing everyone from different ages and sizes to choose to their liking.

The store had many staircases that connected to different floors. There were many manikins' dolls place all around wearing different clothing. Store attendants could also be seen moving about helping customers with their search.

Another thing that he happened to notice was that everyone here wore fancy clothing and accessories which looked rather expensive. He couldn't see a single commoner anywhere inside the store.

'I guess everything here must be really expensive, the quality of each clothes should also be good.' With that thought Kenta started walking around. He received many scornful gazes from many of the people inside, but he ignored them. He knew that his jacket was torn up from all his training yesterday, but he didn't really care about what others think of him.

Kenta went towards the sections where there were clothes of his own size and tried putting them close to his body to see if any fits. After trying for almost an hour he had gotten many jackets he wanted to purchase and clothing he could wear for training. However, he was also curious about what other type of clothes they might have in stock.

He went from shelf to shelf checking the different brands and style and occasionally putting some that had gotten his interest inside his shopping bag. "Okay, this should be enough." He muttered as he looked at the many different clothing he had got as well as the many different shoes.

"Hm?" Suddenly Kenta raised his vigilance as he looked around and observed his surroundings attentively but, he couldn't detect anything out of the ordinary. "Was it just my imagination? For a moment I'm certain I felt someone's killing intent being directed towards me." He muttered with a serious face. After fighting against so many different monsters he had become sensitive when killing intent is being directed towards him.

But, with so many people moving around it was difficult to pinpoint where exactly that killing intent was coming from. "Sigh, it really is annoying to know you have enemies watching you but can't see what your enemies are doing." Kenta said as he decided to leave as soon as possible.
He was uncomfortable being in the open while allowing his enemies to observe him from the shadows. He had gotten what he needed there is no reason for him to linger here any longer.

However, suddenly a magic formation appeared around him sealing off the space and blocking off any possible escape routes. An annoyed frown appeared on Kenta's face as he notices there was an invisible wall blocking his path.

Just when he was about to curse, he heard footsteps coming from behind him. Naturally this caught the attention from the many customers who were also within the store. Among them was a woman wearing a cloak that hid her face, standing next to her was a handsome man with short golden hair. "It seems something very interesting is happening." The man with golden hair said, his face perked up in interest. Meanwhile, as for the woman wearing a cloak, she looked at the commotion without any change of her expression.

Kenta's blue eyes narrowed slightly as he saw the people came out of the sea of crowds.
Two were elderly men holding either swords or spears respectively while a rather chubby man dressed in extravagant suit walking calmly in the middle. His eyes were filled with self-confidence and a hint of mockery as he gazed at Kenta trapped within the magic formation like a rabbit trapped within a cage.

However, once Kenta's eyes had landed on the figure of Tony all his anger and frustration instantly disappeared and was instantly replaced with indifference instead.

He naturally knew that Tony was going to start something with him once he got the chance, because of that he had been keeping up his vigilance whenever he was outside. But he never imagined he would be bolde enough to go after him in such a fancy store. However, when Kenta heard some of the attendants call Tony respectfully by the title "Young master" All his doubts were instantly cleared.