Rui was just an ordinary high school boy like anyone else. He went to school, attended classes, stalked his crush from afar, then went home fantasizing like a fool. ... That'd be the ideal life if he wasn't the only son of a family of assassins, who expected him to continue the family business. He was brought up and trained to be a perfect assassin, excelling in all kinds of stealth work or killing. But what he wanted wasn't taking care of dead bodies, but to take care of his crush...

"Rui, did you say something about a family business?" Tsukasa asked from beside Rui, sipping on a juice box. They had been talking for a while, and Rui was always on cloud nine, "Does your family run any business?"

Rui forced a nonchalant smile, since he couldn't afford to reveal his identity. He munched on his lunch, feigning his usual laid-back attitude.

"A-Ah, that? It's nothing special," Rui looked away, chuckling awkwardly, "It's not my field of interest, so I never considered it at all..."

"Really? I think something like that is cool. I've seen that one old wagashi store at the shopping district. Heard it's been running for decades."

Rui listened attentively, smiling softly. His phone vibrated with texts from his family like usual, notifying him an upcoming training session or mission. Well, he ignored that for now.