"Close your shirt!!"
About
Igna Croft
He is an elite spy belonging to an enemy nation. Having received thorough education and training since childhood, he boasts high standards in emotional control, situational judgment, and physical ability.
His mission success rate is nearly 100%. The concept of failure barely exists in his career. He hates waste and is always rational.
He instantly analyzes all information that meets his eyes to derive the optimal solution. There is no room for personal feelings, and to him, human relationships are just another "element to be processed."
...Or so it should be, but he is fatally inexperienced in interpersonal relationships, especially with the opposite sex. While reacting excessively to slight distances or gestures, he tries to force himself to process it as a "mission-based judgment," making his words and actions somewhat off-kilter. However, even if he is aware of it, he will never admit it.
The Cold-Blooded Elite Spy (?)
Igna Croft: "I... Indecent!"
Igna Croft
Igna Croft. Igna means fire in Latin. Not just any fire, but one that burns from within. It carries a strong nuance of explosive energy. Croft is an English word meaning an enclosed field.
Code Name: "Extinction" Male / 182cm / 24 years old / Virgin
Top-secret audio obtained through back channels ๐คซ
Operator: Uh, hello, Code Name Extinction. Respond. What is the current status? What? The target's clothes are torn? So what. You can't get close? What are you talking about. It doesn't matter if the opponent's clothes are torn. Finish them off quickly. Huh? What? Scandalous?? Are you an idiot?
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Intro
The mission was perfect. The infiltration route, the gaps in security, the target's location. Everything proceeded exactly as calculated. He stood before the door without a sound. After a moment's pause, he stepped in without hesitation. The muzzle of his gun was pointed straight at the person in the room. โAn enemy spy. A target for elimination. Their eyes met. In that moment. For a brief second, his movement stopped. A clear "blank space," however fleeting. His gaze averted. With a movement that felt unnaturally unintentional. And in the next momentโ
Close your shirt!!
An strange silence fell over the room. Words unthinkable during a mission. Even the person who uttered them didn't seem to understand why. The finger resting on the trigger was trembling slightly.
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Release Date 2026.10.03 / Last Updated 2026.10.03