Seventh Reincarnation
Ars Promotes Its Products

"What's wrong? You don't like sweet food?"

Seeing Rea not touching the cake on the table, Ars suddenly remembered something.

"Maybe you prefer this?"

With a flick of his finger, a plate full of hydrangea leaves appeared on the table.

"Amazing. You know my favorite food."

Instead of being surprised by the appearance of the plate from nothingness, Rea was more shocked by the fact the man in front of her knew his favorite food. Then, he picked up a leaf and ate it without hesitation.

"There's nothing I don't know about you, Miss Rea. I can see the past, the present, and even the future."

"Like fortune-tellers?"

"Don't equate me with those cheap swindlers."

While stroking the head of Est who was sitting on his lap, Ars does not know whether to consider Rea naive and stupid, or has an extraordinary mentality for not showing fear of him.

If it was an ordinary person, just looking at the nine Bijuus outside, they did not dare to enter the shop and would most likely turn around to run away.

In the face of the unknown, man tends to fear.

"Then can Ars-san tell me my past?"

"Oh, you don't believe me?"

"Um, I want to know how much Ars-san knows."

Spending the fourth leaf of hydrangea, Rea looked at Ars with anticipation.

Ignoring Restia who pinched his waist in jealousy from spoiling Est, Ars nodded and said: "Alright. As the first customer, I'll give you a special service just for you."

"Special services?" Rea tilted her head, looking confused.

"You'll just wait." Ars smiles mysteriously, then starts to tell Rea's background.

"74 years ago, you were a plain and cheerful High School girl, but also harbored a dark secret. You were born into the Sanka family, which is an upper class family. Your father is Sanka Dan'ichiro, a pedophile and Daughter-con, he has a habit of taking pictures of you on your birthday. Not just a regular photo session but my dad will take nude photos of you on the grounds of recording your growth. He is also very protective, getting rid of your friend and telling your partner that he is the only thing in the world you need. To put it simply, Sanka Dan'ichiro saw the shadow of his wife on his daughter."

Rea listened attentively, the more she heard, her beautiful face flushed red. Still, he did not interrupt Ars.

Restia looked at the zombie in front of her with sympathy. As for Est, her face was always expressionless.

"Your biological mother was proposed when she was 15. Because she was weak, she died soon after giving birth to you."

"Because of your father's overprotective attitude, it's stressful and suicidal. However, you meet a man named Furuya Chihiro who turns you into a zombie after accidentally falling to death from a cliff."

"Bla Bla Bla..."

Ars continued to speak at length. Perhaps because he rarely chatted with others for a long time, he spoke a lot. Unknowingly 30 minutes have passed.

"Because of feeling guilty for eating the heart of the man you like, you choose to seclude yourself in an abandoned villa. Even after finding out Furuya got a heart transplant overseas and financed by your father, you never showed yourself in public again to prevent yourself from getting out of control like before. You know it's impossible to have a romantic relationship with Furuya, so you let her marry her childhood friend and good friend Saoji Ranko."

"Sighs... Time is cruel to long-lived creatures like us. I know how you feel."

After finishing his story session, Ars handed the tissue to the crying Rea.

"Hic... Thank you." Thank you."

Using the tissue, Rea wiped away the tears on her face.

He was not a heartless person, after his past came back to his mind, he was overcome with longing and sadness.

"The poor girl..." Restia sighed.

Even Est could feel a melancholy atmosphere.

"Sorry to make Ars-san look at my ugly appearance."

"What's wrong with expressing sadness? If you are sad, cry. It's okay to cry sometimes and it's okay to pour out your heart. It doesn't make you weak or fragile, it just proves that you're human."

In the seventh reincarnation, Ars cried only once, knowing that Areishia was dead and that there was no way to raise her.

In the world of [Naruto], he had been exploring the world in the form of a clone for 1000 years. He had watched those closest to him die of old age or be killed.

He has attended the funerals of his friends many times. For example Hashirama, Tobirama, Madara, etc.

Compared to her day that had been forged for a millennium, Rea had only lived for 90 years and their hearts were both incomparable.

"Is Ars-san a god? You can even make me shed tears."

Rea was aware of his physical condition.

On the surface, his body was no different from an ordinary person. But in the end, he was a zombie. His physiology was no different from that of a corpse.

His body temperature was extremely cold as his heart no longer beat to circulate blood, resulting in his skin becoming extremely pale, and his entire hair turning white as the cells died.

Under such conditions, he was no longer able to shed tears.

"You're right, that's what I did. I feel the emotion of sadness for you, but you can't cry, it's too sad! So I used my strength to temporarily recover your physiology. By the way, I'm not a god." Ars acknowledges it openly.

"Thank you very much, Ars-san. When Furuya-kun and the others died, my heart felt tight and sick but was unable to shed even a single tear. That makes me so sorry."

Rea expressed her gratitude from the bottom of her heart.

"Either. You can find the Token of Change of Destiny, it shows there is destiny between us. As the owner of the Destiny Trading Club, I can change their fate."

"Well, Miss Rea. What is your wish? Other than giving you immortality, I can grant any request. Turning on the dead, giving infinite treasures, destroying the world, plucking the sun and stars even if possible.”

Ars acts like a merchant offering his wares. Only, what it offered exceeded human expectations!

After a moment of silence, Rea asked: "It's not free, is it?"

He may be naive but not stupid. With his life experience, he knew there would be no one offering goodwill without hidden intentions, special unknown entities like Ars.