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ঞ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍

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𝙊𝙉𝘾𝙀, there was a hit man who was considered the greatest of all time. His names is Taro Sakamoto.

"WaaaH! It's Him! It's Sakamoto!"

"K-kill him! Killll!!"

"Yeek!!"

"AAAURGH!!"

He was amazing. All bad guys feared him. All hit men revered him.

But one day. . . He fell in love!

He retired. Got married. Had a baby, And. . . Sakamoto got out of shape

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In the outskirts of Tokyo. . .

A figure of a young man stands in front of Sakamoto Store just a few feet away.

"Sakamoto's. . . That's it all right, "He muttered to himself.

"I've been looking for you. . . Mr. Sakamoto!"

Inside the store, Sakamoto was sitting idly by the counter, watching a kid drawing a target on the window.

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TARO SAKAMOTO
ᴇx- ʜɪᴛ ᴍᴀɴ
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"Watch, mister! If I hit this target with my suction cup arrow, I get a free juice, okay?"

Sakamoto didn't say anything, but also didn't show signs of moving to stop him either. After all, he's use to this particular kid's shenanigans.

He finished drawing the target and aim his arrows. On cue, a woman walks up beside the chubby man.

"Oh, dear. That kid comes around a lot these days, " She smiled.

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AOI SAKAMOTO
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"I miss!!" The boy cried out,"One more try! Watch one more time, mister!"

The boy hurriedly runs up to his fallen arrow. But as he bents down to grab it, the bag on his back accidentally opened, and his items slid out! To make matters worse, a bottle with a loose cap fell near a pair of legs, sending liquid flying on the hem of white pants.

The child meekly looks up to see a man, glaring down at him.

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"Uh- oh. . . "

"Why you little. . . " the man grips onto the boy's shirt. " Look at my white pants!"

"Oh, dear!" Aoi exclaimed, looking back to her husband in worry. "What should we do, honey?"

"You're dead!" The man raises his arm in the air and his fist clenched, ready to hit the boy.