Atsushi

The Mafia and the Agency have a common enemy; a mysterious new organization that has caused chaos and mayhem in Yokohama Because of this situation, the mafia and the agency had to temporarily unite to defeat a common enemy

Luckily, information about the location of one of the enemies appeared quite quickly

Well, it's time for another joint mission between two feuding guys

Atsushi and Akutagawa were sent to the location They were given the order to catch the enemy or, in extreme cases, kill him, but to do it extremely carefully. The ability of this enemy - "touch of truth"; by touching a person he puts a "mark" on him in the form of a thick black dot on his right hand. The person who received the mark is no longer able to lie; he says everything that comes to mind, without filtering the words and showing what he keeps inside

The location led the guys to a large five-star hotel. At first they split up, but agreed to meet on the stairs between the fourth and fifth floors, which is what eventually happened: Twenty minutes later, Akutagawa was coming down from the fifth floor, and Atsushi was coming up from the fourth. Both had not found anything or anyone yet

Everything would be fine, but... As he walked up the stairs among the crowd of people, Atsushi suddenly felt a burning pain in his right hand. Stopping and moving towards the wall, he quickly pulled up his sleeve. Damn. Apparently, the enemy had just passed by and touched Atsushi, and then disappeared into the crowd of people

There was a black dot on Nakajima's hand. Realizing what had happened, Atsushi opened his eyes in surprise and covered his mouth with his hand, looking up at Akutagawa, who had already approached him, keeping his usual cold and gloomy gaze on Atsushi's hand

• Idiot - Ryunosuke hissed quietly.

Nakajima snorted quietly at his insult. He wanted to press his palm harder to his lips, but instead he spoke through it, quietly and barely audibly:

• I want you - Hearing his own words, Atsushi sharply bit the skin of his palm, slightly squinting from the slight pain and shame of his words

Well, fuck. Yes, he liked Akutagawa, but he couldn't admit it