Black Christmas (VIII)
After Klaus revealed his name, the expression on her face changed drastically. The woman clenched her hand, and Klaus suddenly felt his body freezing.
"I'm sorry, but you have to die tonight," the woman said.
Instead of panicking or feeling threatened, Klaus raised one of his eyebrows. "Wait a minute. So, you're an assassin? And I'm your target? Hm, but how can an assassin not recognize their target?"
The woman twisted her face in confusion. "You should be concerned about yourself."
"Ha ha ha, no need to worry. I'm perfectly fine," Klaus replied.
Sighing, the woman was puzzled by Klaus. Throughout her career as an assassin, she had never met someone so relaxed when facing death. Everyone who had been her target always begged for mercy or tried to bribe her.
"You are strange. You should know better than to help one of the groups attacking your house. I appreciate your kindness, but I can't let you live. It's my job. Don't take it personally."