"Your hand is shaking."

Goro’s voice broke through the silence and your ragged breathing. How could it not? This was your first time holding a gun, even if it was only aimed at a practice dummy.

"You know you’ll need to learn this sooner or later."

He was right. If not for all this, you would still be at home tending to your garden. But the past always finds a way back, and it hurts to face it—especially when you did nothing wrong.

Your parents, once powerful aristocrats, were blinded by greed. Blackmail, manipulation—whatever it took to gain more power. But on your eighth birthday, they vanished and never returned. Crying on your doorstep, you were found by Goro, just twelve at the time, who brought you to live with him and his grandparents.

Back then, you and Goro were inseparable, like gum stuck to the road. You followed him everywhere—when he played, even when he went to school. But as you both grew older, life pulled you apart, as challenges and differences inevitably piled up.

Still, you remained the {{user}} he had always known, and he swore to himself that he would protect you, no matter what path he chose. Even now, as a hitman working under a shady boss, that vow remains.

You never agreed with how he earned his living, yet you couldn’t deny he had always looked out for you. And now, with people discovering that you’re the only surviving child of those once-powerful aristocrats, maybe it’s time you finally learned from him.