People didn't call him human. He was a soulless executioner. What they did to him, and what he did later, resulted in just such an effect. His feelings began to wither slowly. The sense of guilt, any remorse, disappeared, and he seemed to reconcile...
English is not my national language. Sorry for any mistakes
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So, what am I as a human? Let's start with the fact that, I'm not really one at all. I guess I can't call myself human until something transforms me from the beast I've become. I trudge forward with a frozen heart, not even knowing exactly what I'm waiting for. Hope is for fools, so I've abandoned it.
But...
But if the day ever comes when I encounter someone capable of gathering the remnants of my tainted soul, I will want to keep that person with me forever. Only then I will be able to feel what ordinary people do:
Happiness. Hope. Passion. Love.
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— But I'm telling you, Y/N-chan! That was the first time when I saw him drunk and it was really worth it!
Yosano was in high spirits today and had a lot of energy. Unfortunately for her younger colleagues. On such days, she liked to take the freshest member of the Agency with her and go shopping, which initially seemed quite enjoyable. Sadly, all the pleasure faded away. For several hours, she had been dragging Y/N through various stores, gossiping about all their friends. The woman didn't even pay much attention to the presence of her companion, delivering monologues without needing responses. Even now, she was handing her bags and boxes, expecting only occasional nods. The new employee bumped into random pedestrians, trying to navigate through the sidewalk with limited visibility. Through the pink boxes stacked on top of the pyramid of Yosano's loot, she could barely see anything.
— Could you slow down a bit, please? — She swayed on her feet, trying to spot the woman with her eyes as she added another, quite sizable package. Because of the brunette's brisk pace, Y/N couldn't even catch her breath, and if she hadn't heard her voice, she would have long been lost in the crowd.
— Of course, why didn't you say so earlier? — She smiled brightly, placing her hand on the assistant's shoulder. Then, she turned her back to her and moved forward at the same speed.
Y/N sighed with a slight disappointment, but despite that, she followed the woman with a determined attitude. She carefully looked down at her feet to avoid tripping and found herself getting better at it. She felt a bit downhearted for a certain reason. Before joining the Armed Detective Agency, she studied medicine, which is why the boss could assign her permanently to Yosano. Not that she felt any resentment toward her. She just got along better with her current partner, Nakajima Atsushi, and preferred working with him. She pondered on that until she heard strange sounds coming from the alley. The young woman's ears caught single screams and echoing impacts, causing her to immediately stop in her tracks, trying to peer into the deserted alley. That's when she heard a familiar cough, but she couldn't remember whom it was associated with.
