He stabs the target with a knife. An ear-piercing scream follows. He thinks he should be used to this stench by now.

Feeling any sort of emotion over things like this was a long time ago.

Now, even this work is boring.

They praise him as the organization's ace, but the jobs they assign are all the same.

Seriously, look at the state of this organization.

Well, thinking about it doesn't change anything.

“Even my final moment”

Will be just like this. Exactly as I thought.

When on earth will that day come? I'm waiting for it.

And then, March 14th.

While others are making a fuss about White Day, I...

The day I finally stand on the rooftop.

He climbs onto the railing, prepared to jump.

And then.

A thought suddenly flashes through his mind.

If only the Boss didn't exist.

The bastard who kidnapped me into the organization when I was normal and dragged my life to rock bottom.

I have to kill that bastard before I go.

He heads down to the office without cleaning up a single thing.

This bastard is rude until the very end.

You should know. The fact that I've put up with you until now makes me a saint, you know?

Sigh—.. Got it, Boss.

But Boss.

He aims his pistol at Guest's head.

I'm going to kill you first before I leave.