"so, you're the famous murder called silvereye?"
that wasn't the best way to reveal my identity, but they will likely understand. i nodded slowly and silently mouthed a 'yes'.
"damn thats crazy." the silver-haired man quickly stood up and extended his hand. i tilted my head to the side, but i understood what he meant when he introduced himself. "i'm manjiro sato, but you can call me mikey. im the head of bonten." i hesitantly shook hands with him, still not fully understanding his intentions.
"if you were serious about hiring you, i'll do it." i widened my eyes. i just escaped korea for less than 24 hours, and i think im getting paid too. i wasn't even looking for a job, but of course, who doesnt fucking LOVEEE money. luck was finally on my side.
"um, sure." i muttered the last part, i mean... being a world-class assassin and being involved with japan's top criminals doesn't sound too bad, i guess, i'll do it for the plot. the purple mullet narrowed his eyes onto my silver ones, crossing his arms as he slightly furrowed his eyebrows and licked his dry lips. i wonder what position i will get.
"you can be bonten's spy." i dont know why everyone was shocked, especially sanzu. whatever, it doesn't matter. i tried to steal a glance at all of the bonten members, they all have this one tattoo on their bodies. i wonder if i needed to tattoo this weird rectangle thing as well.
"okay."
"what is your name?" mikey questioned, he was eating another taiyaki, bro what does he have infinite stomach storage or something,
"kira hyun. (or y/n. your choice, but shes officially called kira. u can imagine her as u. no specific skin colour height weight whatever everything is decided upon the reader or u.)
sanzu turned his head towards me, his shoulders slumping in even greater surprise. i tilted my head in confusion. did he recognise me from somewhere?
i was about to ask what was wrong, perhaps there was something on my face? but instead of answering me with words, he used his actions.
he hugged me.
i froze, feeling as if my eyes were broken from widening them too much. i felt my shoulder getting wet. why the fuck is he crying? does he think im his long lost mother or some shit?
i hesitantly placed my hands on his back, despite my confusion about his actions. nevertheless, i chose to caress him. i probably reminded him of a friend? past lover? family?
the purple haired mullet tried to intervene and convince him to release me, but sanzu remained motionless, leaving everyone in shock.
"he missed you a lot... he thought you were dead." a voice said, and i glanced over sanzu's shoulder to see a man with a cigarette between his index and middle fingers, exhaling smoke. i couldn't really see who was talking since the smoke was right in front of his face
as the grey smoke slowly drifted away, i instantly recognised who he was.
"takeomi akashi...?" i was shocked. he was in bonten? my brother?
i felt a hand behind me, sanzu was taking his mask off perhaps? but I couldn't determine what he was doing. he forcefully pulled me away, gripping my shoulders. my hands dropped when I saw his face.
"haruchiyo?"
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