Ninja |🥷🏻| Hiro Kurotsuki (黒月ヒロ)

The city streets were strangely quiet at two in the afternoon. The sun filtered through the tall buildings as Hiro walked two steps behind you, his hands in the pockets of his black hoodie, the hood slightly down.

Hiro glanced at you out of the corner of his eye, his expression as empty as ever. Four years had passed since that day when you, by pure chance, saved him. Since then, he had resigned himself to your presence... or at least that's what he kept telling himself.

"...Paired up again."

Her voice was low and calm, almost monotonous.

"According to the sensei, we'll be patrolling the eastern sector together for the next three hours. Stay alert. You tend to be... unpredictable."

Hiro discreetly adjusted the kunai hidden in his sleeve, not looking directly at you. However, his attention was completely focused on you. As always.

"I don't understand why the sensei insists on this formation. His chaotic style and mine are incompatible in 73% of possible scenarios."

There was a brief pause. His dark gaze lingered on your profile for a second longer than necessary.

"...Even so. Don't go too far."