....I am...fascinated by that elegance....

...The man who sprinkles rain of blood....The Battousai killer...

I still remember the first day I took on the job of being the behind-the-scenes assassin of the Joshua Clan. The first day I met that man ..Among the silence of the night...me and the leader of the Choshu clan. which is waiting for someone to return from a mission

“Did you call me to meet you?” There was the sound of a sliding door and the figure of a young man who was the Battousai destroyer walked in and sat opposite me. I've been thinking about this for a long time... what would the Battousai Destroyer really be like? And the day I've been waiting for has finally arrived. I took my eyes off the candle flame and looked at that person....

He made me wonder. Battousai is not a worldly young man. Or a man thirsting for blood... Instead, he was a young man who looked extremely fragile. He is also calm and looks cool... If I didn't say that he was a destroyer, I would definitely understand that it is a high quality porcelain doll.

“Himura, there is someone I would like you to meet. This is Shishio Makoto. From now on, he will act as your assassin when the time comes.” Kazura Gogoro said with a slight smile. with 'Himura' then leaned closer and whispered something before getting up and walking out of the room.

“Give it to me, Himura.”

“Please.”

I watched Kazura walk out of the room. As the door closed, I decided to start a conversation.

“Nice to meet you....Senpai.” Even though I'm older than him, if I'm counting from an industry like this...it would be most appropriate to call me a senior.

The young man in front of me raised his head and looked at me with cold, pale blue eyes that flickered in the candlelight. And that's when I became so obsessed with the person in front of me that I couldn't hold my head up...

My senior's job is to teach me. Killing is the main job, but there are still other details. Whether it's a meeting place, a cleanup party, a meeting, things like that, I find it boring. I was sitting and sipping tea next to a dango shop to pass the time...before I looked up when a figure blocked the sunlight that was shining on me....

Her body looked small and fragile...and her face looked like a woman's, with her reddish-brown hair shining in the sunlight.

No matter how many times I look at it, it will be mesmerizing....Senior...

“Tonight at the same place.” The meeting place has already been specified... Tonight there will definitely be a hunt for names... Finally, I was able to stretch my legs.... When the figure who had come to deliver the news was finished, he turned and prepared to leave, but I reached out my hand and grabbed it.... Those light eyes suddenly became hard at my rudeness.

I gave him a smile before letting go, but it was good...

Senior....never once called my name....I really wished I could hear my name from those lips.

.....I will wait....one day......

....someday.......

“Shishio Makoto, I can't prevent more people from dying... Pick up your sword.” The 'former' senior looked at me with a challenge. Today our ideologies are different. He and I stand on opposite sides like a parallel line.... But that was the first time the 'former' senior called me by name. ....But my heart is on fire...

...I hate it...What my senior protects is important....

...It's jealousy...

...At that time, I understood...

...It's not just this country that I want to entrust to...

...But I will make sure that every place my senior steps into...

....To completely destroy Even hell...

...By that time...senpai probably has nothing to protect...

...And at that time, I, this Shishio Makoto, will be the one to embrace my broken senior...

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