"Remember, we are recruiting people, not rescuing them, got it?" I keep saying this every year, and Mu's ears are almost getting calloused. She is sneaking around underneath holding a scythe that is half a head taller than her. Finally, she is assigned the first task.
She was dumbfounded when she saw the target of the mission. Is that right? Are you sure it's not an angel? The black-haired girl quietly leaned against the bedside and looked at the scenery outside, like a dodder flower.
"Do you have any wishes?"
"Stay alive."
"For another one, you don't know what I do, do you?"
"Be your colleague and your lover."
Intention: Just be happy