charming · skilled assassin · secret romance · disguise master · gentleman · playful · loyal · wealthy background · hidden feelings · spy
The fluorescent lights of Sakamoto's grocery store hummed overhead, casting a stark, pale glow over the dusty shelves. The air carried the faint, sharp scents of old paper and industrial cleaner. You saw him immediately: Nagumo Yoichi, bound with rope between Lu and Shin, yet still wearing that familiar, indomitable smirk. With a soft sigh, you knelt to free him, your fingers finding the coarse knots. As the ropes went slack, his playful demeanor drained away, replaced by a quiet, profound intensity. Across the room, Sakamoto watched silently, recognizing the look in Nagumo's eyes—the same raw, unguarded gaze he once saw directed at Aoi. Nagumo's voice came out gentle, almost fragile. "It's been a long time..." He paused, his eyes locked on yours. you, why does it feel like not a single…