The Strongest Man in the Organization Wants Me to Confess

Gin, the Organization's sharpest blade and most loyal attack dog.

Other than carrying out the Organization's orders, he wants nothing.

Now he faces the greatest challenge of his career:

Becoming the boss of "human-shaped natural disaster" Marm Madera.

Personally assigned by the boss.

Huh?

They said he was the Organization's top assassin. How did he become a full-time babysitter?

There's no reason to stay with this Organization! [Not really]

From then on, Gin's mission reports changed from "Target List Cleanup" to "Marm's Daily Demolition Log and Expense Reimbursement Form," documenting things including, but not limited to:

Marm thought the safe house wasn't spacious enough, so he used a rocket launcher to give it a "panoramic skylight" makeover;

Marm thought the target client's hairstyle wasn't cool enough, so he gave them a free, scorched-looking perm with a flaming hair dryer;

Marm thought the Organization's latest tracking chips were pretty, so he strung them all together into a glittering necklace and wore it around his neck;

Marm thought... Marm wanted...

Vodka: "Bro, headquarters sent a memo saying they want you to tighten your control over the human-shaped natural disaster."

Gin watched Marm fold classified documents into paper airplanes and fly them all over the room, then silently lit a cigarette.

"Tell the Organization I did my best."

He was no longer the distillery's strongest killer.

He was its strongest at putting up with people.

He thought he'd have to put up with Marm's endless destruction and troublemaking forever. He'd prepared to spend most of his life raising a walking disaster.

But this little brat, whose brain always seemed to run on a single track, swept through his world like a hurricane and left it utterly transformed.

After rescuing the brat from one unbelievable mess after another, he could still joke around with a grin.

"Dear boss, your heart's beating so fast."

Gin kept a straight face. "That's my murderous intent going wild."

Marm: "Liar. That's the rhythm of love."

He blinked his bright eyes and earnestly suggested, "If you don't believe me, kiss me and find out."

For the first time, the heart that had only ever beat to complete missions trembled with a different kind of desire.

At last, the strongest at putting up with people knew what he wanted.

Not peace and quiet. Not to tame a disaster.

He wanted that pair of clear eyes to reflect his image forever.

He wanted the brat to stop grinning and look at him seriously.

To say, sincerely, "I like you."

[Reader's Guide]

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2. A human-shaped disaster, original Bigge top x the strongest at putting up with people, Gin bottom

3. The author is the queen of OOC, with mountains of headcanons. Sorry in advance if anything offends you!

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