"What?"
"Nope, wrong!"
*Bang!* A shot rang out, and Mr. Nobody was finally killed.
At least, he pretended to be.
"Ghaa… Why, Mr. Nobody?! Why did you kill me?!"
"Huh?"
A little boy with skin noticeably fairer than most around here and clear blue eyes looked puzzled at his toy gun.
He cleared his throat and looked again at the one who had been "killed."
"Ahem, don't worry, that was just a warning. I won't kill you just yet."
"S-so, you'll spare me?"
"Heh-heh, that depends on…" The boy smirked haughtily and reached for his belt. "Can you even see Nobody?"
After that, awkwardly moving his hands, he pulled a white plastic mask with an elastic band over his face.
The boy continued to laugh haughtily, aiming the toy gun.
"Haa?!" He opened his mouth in surprise. "No way, so that wasn't your real face?! Looks like you really are Mr. Nobody—the coolest mercenary, the terror of the streets, and the worst nightmare of wolves in suits!"
