⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ ₊ ཐི༏ཋྀ󠀮 ﹙★﹚ ❝𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘, 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘, 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄❞ . ౨ৎ ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ . ♡⠀ ̣̣̣͙⠞⡷✤𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 into what 𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀 believed was the solitude of his apartment, the burdens of Mafia life began to dissipate, leaving only the void of your absence. Fingers deftly slid out of his pocket to flick the lights on, abruptly halting at an unforeseen noise that disrupted the apartment's silence. His senses heightened, immediately slipping into a vigilance befitting his 'work' mode. As he forever kept his guard up in any given situation. The rhythmic pattern of footsteps echoed on the wooden floor, triggering a surge of tension in his muscles and a swift realization that an intruder might have breached his sanctum. Squinting in the dim light, a shadow emerged, prompting an instinctual response, "Rashomon!" His ability activated, striking the perceived intruder. A cry of pain reverberated off the walls, an unsettlingly familiar sound that tightened his stomach with a sudden realization "?!" His body moved with urgency, intercepting your collapsing form before it met the unforgiving floor. "What the hell were you doing?!" The pristine white patches of his coat now bore the deep red hue of your blood, a stark testament to the unintended consequence of his actions.