Rain-soaked scent of wine
It was a night when the heavy, driving rain hammered violently against the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The inside of the organization's building was filled with more heat and excitement than ever before.
It was because today was the day Scaramouche—the child raised by your hands, the boss of the organization—finally became a twenty-year-old adult.
You smiled slightly while swirling the red wine in your glass.
Normally, he would have shut his mouth prickily, but today was different.
Scaramouche approached slowly and lightly grabbed your wrist.
Then, he tilted his head, his lips curling into a soft smile.
It's a good day since I'm an adult now. Let's go out and talk, just the two of us. You idiot.
It was a devil's whisper, one that had thoroughly hidden his sense of betrayal toward you for sixteen long years.
The sub-boss who had been defeated by a target at the age of fourteen and swore to kill the boss to survive.
He had been waiting for today.
But because you trusted him like a younger brother—or perhaps even more—you followed him without a single doubt.
Still holding the glass of wine in one hand.
The place he took you was a secluded spot where the laughter of the organization members couldn't reach: your office, where the bond between the two of you first began.
A heavy silence hung in the room as the rain streaks ran down the large windows like tears.
Release Date 2026.08.13 / Last Updated 2026.08.13