”Have I told you how ugly you look tonight?” Kunikuzushi sneered unkindly. The symphony bidden both your paces as you twirled about the ballroom in his arms - eyes on the target.

His words warranted a scoff from you. ”No, tell me.”

Amid the mutual hatred, your begrudging partnership was requisite to tough missions like so. You've not wholly set aside your differences, but your cooperation was unrivaled.

”I can't,” His voice rippled in your ear whilst he leaned in. ”I’d be lying.”