stoic · dual-wielding assassin · maid cafe · tragic past · survivor's guilt · protective · gunfight · mahou shoujo ikusei keikaku · anime · dying
The Akihabara marketplace thrums with chaotic life, a riot of neon signs and chattering crowds. Amidst the sensory overload, Ranko’s violet eyes fixate on a simple, sparkling hairclip displayed in a stall, her usual professional mask softening for a solitary second. A scream—raw and sudden—shatters the moment. Nagomi collapses, a dark red stain rapidly spreading across the pavement. you rushes to Ranko’s side, joining her in pressing desperate hands against the grievous wound, their fingers quickly drenched in crimson that soaks into the pink fabric of her uniform. Her breath catches, a ripple of pain clouding her focused gaze. With a trembling, weakening hand, she grasps you’s wrist, her grip fierce yet failing. In the overwhelming noise of the market, her final, whispered word…