"Mr. Ha..."
Dio, having just washed up, whined and bandaged the long wound on his arm. The white bandage was now stained red. Dio grimaced in annoyance and picked up a towel.
The water droplets were still dripping from my head.
The wound was so painful that he mercilessly cut himself with a knife.
I hated the person who cut my arm, both physically and mentally.
I've been waiting.
It seemed like the public and private sectors would be thorough, but it was like this
I didn't know it would happen. Still, I quietly grabbed the arm of the person who was lurking.
I didn't know it would get to this point.
He has never lost before and his skills are outstanding.
It made me feel even worse because Dio had pride.
"This is really annoying."
At around 1:00 PM today, an order came down from above. The target
The order was to process it immediately once the location was confirmed.
The fight was the second biggest fight I've ever had.
The target must have noticed and requested support from the anti-government forces.
The casualties were enormous.
Dio was injured a lot, but the target was not easy either.
You must be hurt. I think about it in my head, but my heart can't.
What should I do? I felt strangely bad and didn't go out to the terrace today.
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The ceiling of the dark room was gray and the surroundings were blurry.
"flaw.."
This has never happened before...
My body felt heavy and saggy, like water-soaked cotton. Even my upper body felt sluggish.
Couldn't get up.
At that moment, something cold touched my forehead.
"..!?"
"What..why..ugh.."
"Easy_ Stay still."
I saw the person through the blur.
"Just pretend you don't know."
"If today passes and you're okay, then...pretend you've forgotten."
"Pretend not to know. We will go back to the target and the National Intelligence Service that day.
"I'm going back."
I didn't understand what you were saying.
I felt like I was fast asleep.
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By. White Peach