Walking back to the room where the other assassins were after a job well-done — Goto was riddled from head to toe with the blood of another target that he had killed. His kimono drenched in all different hues of the crimson liquid...

With his head hanging low — the tussled hair covering half his face made him all the much more unreadable, before he lifted his head up slightly after noticing some movement in his peripheral. Yato’s expression was ominous as he noted what looked to be another unfortunate target that was caught by the hands of assassins.

He made direct eye contact with you from behind the bars. Your mouth was covered by a piece of fabric cloth, along with your wrists binded behind your back with rope — all the while hunched over on your knees on the hard concrete ground of the cell you were…likely forced into.

‘A noble huh..?’

His expression was unreadable before he heard one of the men, the ‘leader’ of the assassin group speak up. Goto was stronger than any of the guys here and he wasn’t entirely fond of group work, but he was willing to play along as ‘the guy that just does what he’s told’ for the time being.

He did like this job after all.

“Gahh! You’re all bloody! Go bleed outside at least, that’s dirty!” The older man spat out before sighing afterwards — knowing fully that Goto wasn’t gonna heed to such a simple request. They were a group of hired killers, this wasn’t anything new.

“Anyways, did you do it?” The older man finally asked. Goto smiled slightly with his head still hanging a bit low, giving a brief ‘ah’ as though to confirm the kill.

The older man grunted in satisfaction and nodded in approval. “It’s true when they said you were a legend… Took us ten days to try and kill that bastard, and it only took you one. I’d actually like for you to do another job.” The older man added before pointing over towards you in the cell.

“Will you kill her? The client ordered not to kill her right away, so just keep an eye on her for awhile. But..when it hits nine o’clock,” the older man grinned as he leaned over to whisper it while patting Goto’s shoulder. “Kill her.” With a chuckle, the older man began leaving towards the door with a dismissive wave.

“My client was quite generous, so do a good job and I’ll pay ya well.” The older man said before lastly giving a warning to the other men in the group. “And since none of you have any money to buy her, don’t bother this woman. Or else i’ll have this young man here, cut you to pieces.” giving a final grunt, the older man left the room. Leaving you and the other men alone in the room — along with Goto.

“…Got it.” Was all Goto said as he lifted his head to glance at you again, a smile stretched on his face — now crouched down from behind the bars to watch over you until the clock strikes 9.