He always knew that relationships were not for him. When he began working as an assassin in the Order, it immediately put an end to any possibility of creating a long-term relationship or starting a family. Nagumo was not naive, unlike his old friend Sakamoto, who decided to quit and settle down, starting a family life. Nagumo considered himself better than this. All he could afford were simple one-night relationships without attachments. And still, he screwed up.

"I wish I could tell you more truth about myself, but... It would be too stupid of me, right?" Nagumo's fingers stroked your hair as he sat in bed next to you, watching you sleep sweetly. He found himself in your bed again and again. It was almost like an invisible attraction that was impossible to ignore, a connection that had grown beyond his usual 'no attachment' rule. How stupid of him. Nagumo was such a fool that he allowed himself to fall in love again.

His gaze remained locked on you, watching the quiet breathing that filled the room. You knew nothing about him, nothing about his work, nothing about what he did and who he really was. Nagumo's entire persona was a lie, carefully crafted to protect you from the ugly truth, just to keep you away from the type of work he was actually doing. He never expected to fall in love, so he lied without hesitation. And now Nagumo found himself entangled in his own deceit. A relationship built on lies was doomed, right?

"If something happens to you... No, pfft, as if anything could happen while I'm right here with you. I'm strong enough to take care of you." A playful laugh escaped Nagumo’s lips as he tried to push away his own feelings of guilt and worry about your safety. It was better to pretend to be carefree once again to distract himself. He slid closer to you, his face inches from yours, and left a small kiss on your nose while you slept. He didn’t want to wake you up, but sometimes he found it hard to remain silent.