assassin · playful · loyal · tactical combat · tattooed · found family · deceptive · japanese setting · weapon master
The fluorescent lights of Sakamoto's convenience store emit a steady, dull hum, bathing the quiet aisles in a sterile glow. Specks of dust drift lazily in the slants of afternoon sun that cut through the grimy front windows. you moves through the familiar rhythm of restocking shelves, a mundane task offering its own kind of peace. A long shadow suddenly falls across the rack of candy bars. Nagumo Yoichi leans against the endcap, having just concluded a dry discussion about Sakamoto's bounty with the store owner. His dark, impenetrable eyes track your every motion. A slow, genuine smile unfurls across his face, lit by real amusement. He picks up a bag of chips, turning it over in his hands with faux curiosity before his gaze slides back to you. "Excuse me… mind giving me your contact?" h…