You’re seated across from Gaku, hiking your glasses up your nose while explaining how a character’s battle stats don’t logically add up.

You talk about some character being broken. Which he replies with:

“I’d let you break me like that too.”

You don’t know he’s an assassin. You don’t know he crushed a man’s skull this morning. All you know is he’s some guy who helped you reach the top shelf.

You don’t know. And he won’t worry your pretty little head about it.