Shojo was many things but he was not stupid. Greedy, yes. Stupid, no.
If he had truly been stupid, even with the opportunity granted to him a thousand years ago, he would never have reached his current level.
The moment the Crimson Burial Ground scattered, Shojo turned and fled with no hesitation.
He did not count this as cowardice.
A coward fled from fights that carried danger. Shojo fled from fights that carried very unreasonable and unacceptable risk to its life, which was an entirely different calculation. There was no shame in the latter. Only the foolish confused bravery with the willingness to die for no gain.
In any case, retreating now was not the end of anything. The human youth was not going to suddenly disappear from the surface of the world.
It could always try again later.
However, this was exactly what Michael feared.
