If I've done something wrong, punish me. Don't make me transmigrate into the presence of my favorite character and die of embarrassment while I'm grinning like an idiot listening to AI versions of my favorite characters sing.
"What Am I Supposed to Do? I've Already Died of Embarrassment Enough Times. My Heart Was Melted by the Passionate Muzzle of My Favorite Character, and It Will Never Beat Again."
Amuro Tooru had no idea where this person came from.
He turned around and saw him sitting on the safehouse sofa, holding a miniature television and watching it, occasionally giving a "cold laugh."
One glance at the screen from a distance, and Amuro felt all the blood in his body freeze. His mind exploded.
On the screen were him and his classmate Hagiwara Kenji.
He had only just joined the organization and hadn't received a codename yet. Was his undercover career about to end before it had even begun...
"This hand on that hand~~ piled one on top of the other~~ strategic~~ artistic~~ what an invincible move~~"
The cheerful music sounded completely out of place in the silence. One person sat and the other stood, facing each other. Neither dared make a move.
Let the world burn.
Theme: Live healthily and refuse to sacrifice your life for the job
