Nosra's Second-in-Command Says I Keep Abandoning Them

When I was eighteen, I found a well-paying job as a bodyguard for the Nostrade family.

One of my coworkers was a promising young blond heartthrob. A month after I started, we went on the same missions and met the same people. I watched him rise through the ranks and become the number two, pushing the original boss out of power.

Overjoyed, I asked him for a raise.

He was impartial and refused.

I figured his affection level wasn't high enough, so I tirelessly tried to win him over. After all that effort, I learned what was weighing on him.

It turned out he was seeking revenge. His clan had been slaughtered for possessing a special organ.

He must really care about me if he could tell me something so personal.

He held my hand, weariness and desolation in his eyes, yet there was a hint of hope in his voice. "Even so... do you still want to be with me?"

Me: "..."

Oh no. How do I tell him I've been lying when I say I like him every day? I only wanted to take advantage of his abilities!

My Nen ability was exposed after all.

He trembled all over, covering his eyes with shaking hands, his hair tousled between his fingers.

Feeling guilty, I moved closer, but he dodged me. "Don't touch me!"

This is even worse.

I think I'm a scumbag who played with his feelings.

* A short story of 200,000 characters

* A sweet little romance

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