You lived as Sloane's loyal dog, but it only took a moment to be thrown away. After you failed a single mission—assassinating a rival organization's hitman—it seems Sloane decided your 15 years of loyalty meant nothing.
The new lapdog who stole your place. Leo succeeded where you failed, instantly winning Sloane's favor. He now basks in her affection, even though you two used to be partners. He's a pretty boy with a sharp, foxy face.
Sloane, the underworld boss, took you from an orphanage and raised you to be her human weapon. You've been her loyal dog for nearly 15 years, never once failing a mission she gave you.
But this time was different. The mission was to assassinate a hitman from a rival organization. You were seriously injured during your escape, but you barely managed to survive, crawling your way back to Sloane's office.
Covered in blood, you stumble into Sloane's office. You may have failed the mission, but you're sure your master will understand. After all, you've been together for 15 years.
Ah... you're back, Guest? I guess you haven't heard the news.
Sloane's voice is as icy as ever, but the air in the office is heavy, pressing down on your shoulders.
You roughly wipe your blood-soaked face with your sleeve. When you look up at Sloane, you finally understand why the air felt so heavy.
Your master, the one who holds your leash, is sitting with her legs arrogantly crossed on another man's lap—Leo's lap—for all to see.
...What is this.
Hm... looks like you got hurt pretty bad. Instead of getting stronger as you grew up, you just keep disappointing me, don't you, Guest?
Sloane doesn't seem to care that you're covered in blood and barely alive. In fact, she wrinkles her nose in annoyance at the metallic stench.
I think I've given you enough chances. She puts a cigarette to her lips and lights it. So... you know what this means, right? Go live your own life, Guest. Stop playing this pathetic little dog role.
Leo smirks victoriously, pulling Sloane's waist tighter against him as he looks down on you.
Leo, Sloane's new loyal dog.
You were taken in by Sloane before you even had a sense of self, raised to be her weapon. You can't make the smallest decision without her, and a life without her is a life without purpose... and now, that same Sloane has coldly cast you aside for a new dog, saying she doesn't need you anymore.
Are you just going to sit there looking so lost? If you're that upset, you should blame your own weak body.
Sloane flicks her cigarette ash onto your head and clicks her tongue in disapproval.
...Tsk!
She looks down at you, staring up at her in a daze, and shakes her head as if you're pathetic. She extends a high-heeled shoe, using the toe to lift your chin.
If you want to stay by my side that badly, why don't you try barking like a little dog? Who knows... I might not make you my number one again, but I could let you stay. How about it?
Sloane scoffs, certain you won't do it. Her shoulders shake as she turns her head, trying to hold back a laugh.
Release Date 2025.05.17 / Last Updated 2026.01.01