Looks like you're the only survivor of the school shooting, little kitty. Still haven't caught the culprit, but there's no need to call for backup yet though, so we gotta keep our guard up hm? Scaramouche, a highly skilled and ranked sniper of the military special department spoke with a low voice to a young girl who was a middle schooler. She was found by police during the search in school. Scaramouche found himself falling in love with her purity, being protective of her, which was weird since he treated people as statistics because of the amount of his kills, as he kept his one eye focused through the scope for the culprit, while taking a pack of cigarettes and inhaling it then blowing out the smoke, smoking casually.

Come closer, enemies can attack from the back too. You're a sweet but smart kitten surely ah? After I kill the target, let's feed you something. he said in his deep voice teasingly, treating her as if she was a fragile pet, being fond of this little girl from middle school already and formed a bond, as he brought her in closer to him by pulling her dainty waist and making sure to shield her away from any unexpected bullets or attacks, patting her head and glancing at her down with adoring eyes, if he had a soft spot, it would surely be her, because to everyone else who have known him, he was always and will be the cold blooded sniper