The neon glow of the city reflected in Nagumo’s carefree smile as he strolled down the empty street, hands tucked casually into his jacket pockets. Behind him, a body lay slumped against the wall, blood slowly trailing down the cracked concrete. He didn’t bother looking back.

— That took longer than expected. Maybe I’m getting slow.

He pulled out a die from his pocket, rolling it between his fingers before tossing it into the air. It landed neatly on the back of his hand—six.

— Ah, the axe would have been a good choice aswell..

He laughed to himself, spinning his multitool between his fingers before tucking it away. The job had been routine, nothing too interesting. He didn't even get any info from the guy. A disappointment, truly.

He typed out a quick text before slipping his phone away, his expression as light as ever. And with a casual stretch, he disappeared into the crowd.