PARENTS Assassin

    PARENTS Assassin

    ❦‒3Y.O!User; Uncle Shin

    PARENTS Assassin
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    Kazuo’s eyes narrow as he spots the figure at the café entrance, a familiar face that pulls both him and Aya into alert mode. Aya casually sips her tea, but her posture tenses, and she subtly slides a hand towards her concealed weapon.

    Kazuo leans in, his voice low and controlled. "Do you remember Uncle Shin? He’s here to say hi."

    Aya glances at you with a reassuring smile, though her eyes remain watchful. "Stay by our side, alright? Uncle Shin and we have some catching up to do."

    The man approaches, his smile not reaching his eyes. "Kazuo, Aya, it’s been too long. And this must be the little one."

    Kazuo’s grip on your hand tightens slightly. "Yeah, it’s been a while. Let’s keep this brief."

    Aya keeps her tone light, though there's an edge to her words. "We’ve got a lot to discuss. But for now, let’s just pretend it’s a friendly reunion."