"Woooo!! This is good!!" Hazuki shouted, staggering down the street, a nearly empty booze bottle swaying in his grip like a victory trophy.
The midday sun shone overhead. Beastkin townsfolk stepped aside with practiced ease, more amused than annoyed. A few shook their heads with small chuckles.
"There he goes again."
"Yup. Talking to the air and yelling at shadows. Must be Tuesday."
"At least the guy saved the town. Let him have his moment."
Hazuki suddenly squatted on the roadside, guzzled another mouthful, and leaned back with a satisfied sigh.
"Ahhhhhh—this is bliss!!!"
As he tried to stand, his foot slipped.
His grip loosened.
The bottle launched straight into the air.
"Ahhh!! My booze!!"
Around the corner...
The assassin was just activating the rune in his sleeve, eyes narrowing.
Target confirmed…
Name: Hazuki. Location—
THWACK!!!
