Toma and Mr.Nobody sat across from each other. They were quietly enjoying their pastries. The mood was light, almost peaceful, as if the chaos from before had never happened. Toma seed relaxed, occasionally smiling, while Mr.Nobody focused a little too seriously on finishing his food.
"Hey, Nobody? I am taking a selfie..." Toma asked.
"Munch..munch...munch...." Nobody was eating pastries with delight.
"I am taking the photo, look here," Toma said
Click....!
From a distance, soone was watching them. It was Aiden.
Aiden stood across the street, his expression calm but his eyes sharp. Earlier, the security guard he had secretly assigned to Toma had called him.
"There’s a guy with her at a pastry shop."
"What does he look like?" Aiden had asked.
"Nothing special in particular, sir. Just... an average-looking guy."
And now, standing there, looking through the glass, Aiden saw them.
"...It had to be this guy!" he muttered under his breath, irritation flashing briefly across his face.
He watched for a few seconds more. The way Toma was sitting comfortably with him, the way she was smiling.
"Sigh...."
Then his expression hardened slightly.
Without entering, he turned away. His black, glossy car was waiting. The door opened, and he stepped inside, leaving without another glance.
Elsewhere, in a darker part of the city, a man trembled as he held his phone.
One of the surviving mafia mbers from that night.
The call connected.
A voice answered from the other side of the phone, "Who is this?"
"It’s ," the mafia said quickly. "Sothing went wrong. Everyone... everyone died that night!"
There was a pause.
"What!?" The man on the other end of the phone asked.
"They were all taken down by one person!" the mafia said.
Silence, then the man on the other end asked with a sharper tone. "What are you talking about? Who?"
The mafia swallowed. "I saw him. He had... a pink bunny helt guy."
"...Are you joking with right now?" the voice snapped. "You think I have ti for this crap? I’m hanging up." The man on the other end was still doubting the mafia’s words.
"Wait!" the mafia shouted. "I’m telling the truth! That guy... he wasn’t normal. He smashed everyone with a crowbar like it was nothing. It was like we were fighting a beast. No... worse. Like a tiger hunting its prey."
The line went quiet for a mont.
On the other side, inside a dim office, a figure sat in a chair, his face hidden in shadow. For the first ti, a hint of unease crossed his face. He started to sweat a little on his face.
"...I don’t believe you," he said slowly. "There’s no way a single person could take down that many ard n."
Ton.... Ton....
The call ended.
The man lowered his phone, breathing heavily.
....
Back at the pastry shop, Toma and Mr.Nobody stepped outside together.
The morning light felt warm and sunny.
For a brief mont, everything seed fine.
Then suddenly the system window pops out in front of Mr.Nobody’s eyes.
"...What is it now?" he muttered.
The system window flickered.
[System Notification] New feature unlocked: Shop
He blinked. "A shop...?"
From a corner not too far away, soone was watching him. The light didn’t reach his face, leaving it completely covered in shadow.
But his gaze....It was fixed on Mr.Nobody
Even in a bright, peaceful mont, unseen dangers and hidden forces are already moving beneath the surface.
What awaits for Mr.Nobody....?
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