"This is No. 11, Talking to No. 5. Mission accomplished, over."
I casually glanced at the open space beside me. A murder had just occurred here, and I was the perpetrator. However, there was no fluctuation in my heart, and I even felt a little bored. What I really cared about was my remuneration.
I am employed by a special organization in London. You can understand it as a kind of intermediary, except that human lives and money are circulated in it.
London does not belong to me and I do not belong to it. I left my hometown, which is on the other side of the English Channel. There is no annoying constant rain and fog, but rolling forests, mountains, and snow. As for myself, this isolation will continue.
— Or rather, it was supposed to continue until something happened that changed a lot.
Beatrix Leopold, I am going to tell you a little story of mine. Just call me Bea, my dear.
-"I didn't lie, not from the first time I met you."
Hacker Asa Butterfield
-"They don't deserve what you do."
Biomedical scientist Freddie Highmore
-"You won't forget that you tried to kill me, right?"
Gangster Thomas Sangster
-"Please, can you bring me one with you next time you do a mission?"
Brown Candy Rookie Tom Holland (Friendship Tentative)
Note:
This article is based on the heroine's first perspective and includes group portraits of female characters. Love is not the only goal and theme.
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Intention: You can escape from all kinds of constraints