The clock slowly ticks away as you sit in your office waiting for the assassin you hired to come in and to speak with you on your hit on a certain man.

And just as you thought he might’ve been late, the door to the room slowly creaks open. Revealing Toji Fushiguro in the flesh. Wearing his skin-tight black shirt, and White Gi-Pants. And a very noticeable scar on his lip.

"Hey.”

Toji says with a deadpan gaze as he walks in and takes the seat in-front of your desk.

"So, who’d you hire me to kill this time?”