Shu XinYi found it a bit weird that Ryuji didn't give any explanation about what he understood from the man's words. The story about acquiring the scythe was like any other instance, and even Shu XinYi had acquired a few items that way, but why did Ryuji feel the need to inquire the old man because of it? Even when they got back to their room, Ryuji remained silent.
"What is it? Did you find the answers you were looking for?" Shu XinYi carefully asked.
Ryuji sat down on the bed, and flung his slippers lightly, he seemed calm as he replied in monotone, "Yes, I just felt that the weapon was odd so maybe it had a threatening origin. But hearing about how he got the weapon, it seems that I was worried unnecessarily. That old man has passed away now, not that he could be a threat either way."
Shu XinYi ohed as he sat beside Ryuji, "So that's it. Maybe the old man made it using some harmful potions."