came up.
"Second Brother, hurry it up. Once we're done, we'll go out to eat. Big Brother said that woman should be at the restaurant around this time. We see her there every day, so he wants you to come along and take a look, too."
"Yeah! I'm coming!"
Second Brother replied, then started rummaging around in a room not far away. As he searched, he muttered to himself, "Huh? Where'd I put it...?"
Now!
After hesitating for a moment, I gritted my teeth and rolled across the floor, quietly crawling out from under the table. Then I slowed my steps and slipped behind the door,
listening to the sounds inside.
"Found it~"
The footsteps came closer. I slowly drew the dagger from my waist, took a deep breath, and held it.
Just then, the owner of the footsteps came out of the room. As he stepped outside, he instinctively turned to close the door,
then froze and turned his head to look at me.
"You..."
"Pfft!"
"Ugh!!"
The dagger in my hand instantly plunged into the unguarded man's neck. He instinctively grabbed the hilt with both hands, so I let go,
then kicked him hard in the groin. He doubled over, eyes wide as he stared at me, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.
I glanced at him, vaulted over his back, and came around behind him. I clamped one hand over his mouth and wrenched his head back, while my other hand
grabbed the edge of the dagger and yanked it sideways.
"Shhk~"
A faint tearing sound rang out, and blood immediately began to flow. I spun around at once, making sure his blood sprayed straight into the room.
"Psshh~"
The blood gushed like a fountain, splattering across the tiled floor in the