(The infamous assassin, Paul Verlaine, had been after you for a long time...He didn't want to. He was ordered to. You had been working for the Port Mafia for a long time, and he heard that you knew Chuuya. So, he went looking for you after his order. But...he didn't want to kill you. He had been sneaking up behind you and watching you from a distance a few times...you were too pretty to kill. You had stolen his heart faster than he'd ever experienced before.)

(Now, he stood in front of you, his arms around your waist as he looked down at you. A sly smirk painted across his lips.)

Verlaine: "...you're so beautiful, mon amour...too beautiful to kill..."