If Honey had one thing to complain about after rebirth, it was the lack of cake.
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"3-E?"
The blond nodded, his purple eyes slightly narrowing as his mind drifted to one annoying redhead.
"Yes, we must put them in their place."
The strawberry blon...
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"Master Lovro?"
The former Master Assassin, now Hitman Dealer, paused his steps. His hands rested behind his back, letting his trench coat flicker with the wind as he waited for the man— his former target for a day, Karasuma Tadaomi, to continue.
The physical education teacher walked up to the male in silence. He looked up to see what the older male was gazing at before he slid his gaze back to the only link the Japanese government had to the world of hitmen.
"I have a request," he began before pausing and reformulating his words. "Rather, I would like to ask for a favor."
Lovro's sharp eyes flickered to look at the man he failed to kill. He raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected the man to ask for a favor, and from the look of it, it wasn't a movement from the government but something the man did on his own initiative.
He lightly chuckled, momentarily giving off the illusion of an old-retired-man, and breaking the oppressive air of a hitman. "A favor?" he echoed, founding the way the word sounded particularly amusing as it rolled off his tongue. "From me?"
Karasuma's eyes thinned, and the experienced man could see that he wasn't doing it for the fun of it. After all, if Karasuma could, he would limit his contact with the Underworld to the maximum.
Nevertheless, the governmental official sighed, he straightened his back and adopted a more official demeanor.
"You can see it as me asking you a question."
Lovro refrained from raising an eyebrow. A request, a favor, now a question? Were words really so important now? His lips tugged up into an interested smirk as he hummed to usher the male to go on. He wondered what could get the male to be so guarded, yet not, it picked his interest.
Who knew, did he want him to kill someone?
"It's about a student. I wanted to know if he received assassination or any type of training prior to the moon event, and if so, who he was affiliated to," Karasuma explained as he walked down the hill with Lovro by his side.
The Hitman Dealer hummed, he reviewed the young assassin he knew in his mind, searching for any information about whether or not they were sent to Kunugigaoka or on a mission nearby.
"The student is part of the main building, and should be part of the A-class, gender is male, his name is Kannazuki Mitsukuni," he introduced. His steps slowed down as they neared the bottom of the hill, he turned to look at the older male, their eyes squarely met as they sized one another up. "I would like it if this could remain confidential," he added.
