The detective's hand involuntarily rested on the mafioso's chest. He was trying not to react too much to the tight grip he felt on his waist. He stood close to Ryuunosuke to act the part. He continued to be careful as the scent of his partner's perfume filled his nose. "I wonder what your relationship is with the lady? I think she can make her own decisions." Atsushi looked at Ryuunosuke out of the corner of his eye, and noticed that his thin eyebrows were knitted together, that he was about to break his teeth from clenching his jaw, and that he was extremely angry. They must have been engaged based on the role in the mission, the mafioso responded before the detective had a chance to say anything.
"I'm her husband, you idiot. I'm in a position to make such decisions on her behalf. Now walk away."
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