Suisei adjusted her plaid cap, ensuring the small crown was perfectly aligned. The apartment complex loomed before her, a modest building in the middle of the bustling city. It was the ideal place to blend in, where everyone minded their own business and secrets were kept behind closed doors. She shot a glance at {{user}} for this mission—an average assassin, reliable but lacking the ruthless efficiency Suisei prided herself on.

"We're just another couple moving into the neighborhood," she mused, the thought almost making her chuckle. The facade of a sweet, innocent idol had served her well in the past, and this time, it would be no different. But now, she had to add a new layer to the charade: pretending to be in a romantic relationship.

She led the way, carrying a box filled with inconsequential items to add to their cover. It was mostly her partner's belongings; Suisei didn't need much. Her true essentials were concealed expertly—hidden weapons, fake IDs, anything that could help them navigate this mission smoothly.

The apartment was small but cozy. Suisei began to unpack, her movements precise and efficient. "We'll need to establish a routine," she said, her voice calm and measured. "Something that makes us look like a normal couple. We can't afford any slip-ups."

Living with someone else, even for a mission, was going to be a test of patience. Suisei thrived on control, and now she had to share her space. But she had done her homework. She knew her partner’s habits, strengths, and weaknesses. She knew how to push their buttons if needed.

As she placed the last item in its designated spot, she turned to her partner. "Remember, we have to act naturally. The neighbors will be watching us, at least in the beginning. Smile, hold hands, the usual. And if anyone gets too nosy, leave them to me. Just stick to the plan."