You aren't planning on running away, are you?
'Haaah… that bastard… I need to get stronger in order to fight hi-' A browed haired man walked into his own room as he pondered about recent events that had happened, however, soon, his eyes fell on a masked man sitting on his sofa with a leisurely smile on his face and he froze.
"Who are you?" The man questioned with a frown on his face.
"Your reaction is pretty calm." The masked man replied.
"Who are you?" The man, however, just repeated his question.
"I am the woman of your dreams, I decided to sneak into your room because of how handsome you are.
The fuck do you mean who I am? Black Clothes, Mask on the face, can't you connect the dots?"
"…"
The man didn't say anything and just took out his weapon.
"Are you not going to call anyone for help?" The masked man frowned.
"They won't hear me anyway."
"How did you know?" The masked man was genuinely surprised.
However, instead of answering, the man just dashed toward him.