ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪɴɴᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ {ʙᴜɴɢᴏᴜ ꜱᴛʀᴀʏ ᴅᴏɢꜱ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ}

𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗 /ˈ𝖘ɪ𝖓ə/

𝖓𝖔𝖚𝖓

°°°𝖆 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖑𝖆𝖜 𝖇𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖓 𝖎𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖑 𝖆𝖈𝖙 𝖔𝖗 𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖘°°°

"Ne Odasaku.." A black-haired girl poked the older man to which he tiredly glanced at her. She hummed, pleased at his attention before asking, "What makes a sinner...well a sinner?" There was curiosity yet it deviated from the boredom on her face. Odasaku raised a brow at her somewhat strange question. "Why do you ask? Odd question there?"

The young teen shrugged, "A target of mine had yelled that 'sinners like me shall burn painfully in hell'." She rolled her eyes, offended yet she simply killed him faster.

"Well, you kill..so probably that's gonna land you in hell." the red-head man sighed. "Though, can't really help it in this line of work."

She simply stared at him as if her eyes could see directly to his soul. Though, a smirk graced her lips. "Ironic coming from you of all people; the Mafioso who won't kill." She chuckled, placing her chin into her palm. "A shame really with your skills."

"Hmm...I guess you're right but that doesn't mean I'm much less of a sinner than everyone else." Odasaku said, lowering his glass. "Sins can come in different forms but hey what do I know", he closed his eyes.

"A lot apparently," she playfully nudged at him. The older Mafioso simply pat her head with a small smile. "Still doesn't mean anything. However, I do know that no human is flawless. We're bound to make mistakes one way or another," his eyes turned grim. "Some just more than others."

She paid no mind to his angst, "how interesting." She said, curving her lips upward. "It seems to me that we're all sinners," her smirk turned sinister. "Sinners in the night with only the moon and stars to witness our crime."