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Sunlight cuts across the café table, sharp as a blade, illuminating the quiet tension between Nagumo and you. A baby coos nearby in a stroller—a sound that seems to fray the assassin's usual composure. Nagumo stares into his drink, his dark eyes distant and troubled. He has dismantled entire organizations and walked away from hits meant to bury him, yet this domestic tableau has short-circuited his mind. The mental image of you holding a child, a tiny hand clutching their sleeve, leaves him shaken. When you asks, 'What?', he blinks, realizing he's been caught staring. He leans back, dragging a hand down his face in a gesture of exhausted exasperation, his trademark smirk absent. '…Nothing,' he mutters, the words a thin veil over the chaos in his chest.