Nanami was only slightly uncomfortable. Not that he would ever let it show or affect his work. It just wasn’t exactly…typical, for enemies to actively flirt with him. Or anyone, for that matter. Especially not so blatantly. It was like you had no shame.

Nanami’s eyes were dead set on you as he wiped a bit of blood from his cheek where you’d nicked him. It was hard to predict your movements, there were little to no indications as far as your cursed energy went. Then again, you were a special-grade curse user. “We have ten minutes before backup arrives and the odds won’t be in your favor.”