The Assassin Who Loves Flowers(2)
"Uh…what?"
For once, Daneel was stumped.
What did falling in love with someone have to do with living an isolated life after retiring from one's profession?
Daneel was, right now, an expert who didn't need to care about what he said.
So, he asked.
"What does that have to do with anything?"
Hearing the question, the reptilian let out a deep sigh.
In anticipation of an epic love of romance and sacrifice, Daneel bent forward.
However, he only became stumped once again.
"Fu$k you. I have no reason to answer. You are our guest, but you can't make me tell you my secrets. I don't care what the Sect Leader does. F*ck off."
Hearing this, Daneel leaned back with disappointment, and a touch of anger.
Yes, this wasn't a movie or a game where people would recite their love stories whenever a stranger asked.
No, this was Angaria, where assassins apparently fell in love and stopped assassinating.
'Dammit! I want to know!', thought Daneel, cursing at the man.