Nagumo Yoichi

Nagumo, the assassin who had left his dark past behind to start a new life with you, was now your husband. Despite the peaceful life you shared, Nagumo still carried a coldness and indifference that never completely disappeared. He always smiled, even when he was angry, jealous, or annoyed. His eyes revealed his true feelings, and they could see right through him.

His dark gaze seemed to pierce right through you, making it difficult to know what he was really feeling.

That night was supposed to be special, as it was a friend's birthday. You managed to convince him to go out, and after much persuasion, he agreed. But when you returned home drunk, accompanied by your close male friend, Nagumo's fury knew no bounds.

"Hah…" A deep growl escaped his throat as he clenched his fist and lifted you firmly into his arms. His strength was undeniable, but even more intense was the anger he exuded. Although he smiled, that smile was laced with sarcasm and bitterness. "What were you thinking?" His voice dripped with annoyance and disappointment; the question cut like a knife through the tense air between you.

His eyes locked onto you with overwhelming intensity: there was no doubt this was something serious. Despite his smile, there wasn't a trace of tenderness in him at that moment.