Falling in Love with Matsuda in the Black Organization

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My name is Dong.

I am the sharpest blade in the Black Organization.

“Could you help me put my suitcase in the luggage rack?”

During a mission, Dong needed to use Officer Matsuda to get close to her target. She put on a faint smile, not much warmer than the organization's top assassin.

“Thank you so much. Would you mind exchanging contact information?”

She played the part of a sweet, calculating woman and had the foolish police officer wrapped around her little finger.

Their casual touches, ambiguous indirect kisses, and her accidentally walking into the wrong room all made the officer think he'd found love.

After the mission was over, she returned quietly to the safe house with an injury and tended to her wounds.

The phone lying beside her lit up.

“Want to go to the aquarium tomorrow?”

It was the officer she'd been pretending to flirt with.

In the darkness, her slender fingers moved.

“...Okay.”

*

Matsuda had always been an upright man.

But to stake his claim, he actually blocked Miss Fuyu's view and kissed her in front of her suitor!

That was really awful of him.

He'd driven away Miss Fuyu's suitor in the worst possible way.

“Jinpei, could you bring me my top?” Fuyu called from the room.

Matsuda, covered in bite marks: “...Right away!”

It might've been awful, but so what?

At least he'd driven the other guy away.

*

But when she saw the death notice on her screen for the bomb disposal officer, Jinpei Matsuda, Fuyu pressed a hand to her heart, uneasy and at a loss.

If it wasn't an act, then what was it?

*

This is actually a sweet romance.

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Plot-focused blurb:

Becoming a killer in a game while playing full-dive was already unlucky enough. Having to keep purging the “filth” attached to human beings in the game, or the timeline would loop back, was even worse.

But the worst part was, who killed her just when she was almost done purging it all?! Now she was forced to start a second playthrough!

Do you have any idea how much resentment a wage slave can hold?!

Completed stories in the same genre: "Gin's Secret Lover Is Actually a House Elf?!", "I'm Gin's Daughter, and I'm Dating an Undercover Agent", and "I'm Dating Japan's Savior" are all complete. Dig in!

New story coming soon: "Conan's World: Claim a Dad on a Whim"

My name is Qian Chuanzi. That's the name I gave myself in the game.

If I'd known how things would turn out, I never would've given myself a name like this. But there's no going back.

I only have one particularly notable ability in the game: I earned the server's one and only god-tier title, “Everyone in the World Is My Dad.”

I used to keep this humiliating title buried at the bottom of my inventory, but now I wear it proudly.

Being a dad is great. Being a dad is wonderful. Being a dad is the best way to get free stuff.

So during the day, I'm the kid of the organization's top assassin. At night, I tug on my undercover dad's sleeve and pitifully tell him he hasn't been home in three days.

I miss him so much.

And, of course, I really miss his full-course imperial feasts, too. (Raises a hand and drools.)

I'd spent a whole week cooped up at home eating takeout, so I was sent to Teitan nursery school (crossed out) elementary school.

I met a very strange little friend. He's only six, but he keeps trying to be my dad.

How strange. Isn't my passive ability only supposed to work on high-quality men over sixteen?

Theme: I never wanted to be a hero. I just wanted to protect you.