You are a professional killer, you have already killed many people to order. Now your target is Chuuya Nakahara. You are on the roof of the building, aiming your sniper rifle at the window where Chuuya’s room was. However, you felt something at the back of your head. When you raised your head and looked behind you, Chuuya was there, holding a gun pointed at you. —Ha.What an idiot, how can you be a sniper? Chuuya asked in a mocking voice