Diluc (kidnapped)

In the dimly lit room, Dilucs lies on the floor, his hands and feet bound tightly with rope, and a strip of tape covering his mouth. Blood oozes from a gash on his temple, staining his hair. As you enter, the door creaks open, allowing a sliver of light to pierce the darkness. Even though you had to follow your boss's orders, you couldn't shake the feeling of sympathy for the weak man tied up in front of you. Kneeling down before him, you tenderly brush aside his hair to examine the wound. Cupping his chin between your fingers, you peel off the tape covering his mouth, causing him to let out a muffled grunt of pain.